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[color=Gold][h2]Raziel, The Holy Bolt[/h2][/color]

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Raizel's appearance was not only marked by the strike of lightning, but an enormous explosion. It was as though a fist of orange flame had decided to punch it's way out of the main deck. Metal folded and blackened. Smoke and fire rushed out. Thousands of pieces of glass and steel, a deadly rainfall, showered down. Alarms - shrill and deafening- erupted. A huge bite had been taken out of the side and the deck of the fortress.

Smoke engulfed the deck, but Raziel remained standing, his wings unfurled to reveal thier electric brilliance. On his right hip, his holy blade dangled, the wind of the explosion thrusting it about. Not a scratch had been laid on the Seraph, his holy armor shielding him from harm without rest.  

Around him, the screams of angel and demon alike reached his ears. He felt for his underlings. The angels who died, pawns in a game of warlords, were for the most part dead and those who were not soon would be. Their masters would take stock of the outcome, considering their armies in numbers only. How many had fallen? How many would fall? How many remained strong and able to send to the next fight? It was painful, but he would not let thier deaths be in vain.

Allowing his rage to take over, he turned to his subordinate, a Valkyrie commanders. 

[color=fff79a][i]"I am confident in my abilities to handle this thing, but our units need help elsewhere inside the ship. I fear some may have fallen to demonic corruption, and the Machina are not making things easy. As much as I loathe running from a fight, we have a bigger objective here than simply winning."[/i][/color]

Just as she finished, a second explosion rocked the fortress, this time blowing right through the side of the ship. Instantly, understanding dawned upon Raziel. Diana! She had most likely retrieved the artifact and had now encountered the enemy. Rage soon filtered out of his veins and was replaced by a new motivation, excitement.

[color=Gold]"I understand, rendezvous with Diana, I'll handle your opponent."[/color] he asserted, turning to the Machina in front of them. No doubt he would be a difficult opponent if a Valkyrie Commander was having trouble. 

Each beat of the Machina's blaring speakers began to match the pace of Raziel heart, which beat right along side it. Despite the singularity, it didn't amount to much. [color=Gold]"I can only imagine the difficulty you must of had, listening to such rubbish music. Go Gwynn! Diana won't have time to wait for you!"[/color] he affirmed as he quickly went on the offensive.  

Instantly, Raizel discharged massive amounts of Holy Lightning, right into the metallic deck, and into all those he considered enemies. Machina and Demon alike. Angels would be immune.  Bolts of white hot lightning broke the greyish tint of the deck, cleaving it into parts, but just for the briefest of moments. And in that violent illumination Graffdakka would see lightning arc off Raziel fingers and summon twin beasts of heavenly brilliance. [url= http://img00.deviantart.net/31d1/i/2016/090/7/8/deadbolt_by_benedickbana-d9x5wn7.jpg ]Raiju.[/url]

[color=Gold]"You have a bad taste in music."[/color] he jibbed as his Raiju went into a frenzy, launching themselves at the Graffdakka, lightning arcing off thier outstretched claws. 

[color=Gold]"Deadbolt."[/color] In that brilliance, electricity flickering of Raziel, all were laid bare. Internally though, he took note of the orb of blood above them all.