LLM Chapter 40 Part III

40.

Hawkins then had reacted without a warning and charged at Tonto. The halberd swung out in an arc at Tonto and with his instinct had used the tomahawk to block the halberd. He then used the tomahawk to push the attacker back. He followed through when he grabbed the halberd staff and pulled forward. Hawkins had not expected that move but his battle experiences saved him. He let loose of the halberd end and swung his right fist with the knuckle extended at Tonto. The punch was aimed at Tonto’s left eye and with the knuckle extended, the bones there impacted on the exposed eyes. Tonto stepped back and let loose of the halberd then. Hawkins in his action grabbed the staff back and then a push with it towards Tonto. The sharp end of the halberd missed Tonto but the blunt staff hit the later. Despite his evolved self, Tonto felt the blow on his right forehand. Before Tonto could not react to his pain, he saw Hawkins was onto him with the halberd. He did not retreat then and tossed the tomahawk at Hawkins. The tomahawk landed on Hawkins’ face and took the nose off. 

“Aargh..” Hawkins dropped the halberd and held onto his nose. The tomahawk had cut into the bridge of the nose and part of his left cheek. Tonto rushed in and buried both his hands with the talons into Hawkins neck. He plunged in and then pulled at the soft tissues there leaving a deep gash and blood spurting out. His fingers came onto the spinal bones and he pulled hard on it. The force of his pull with the talons forced the spinal bones to break and severed the line connection to the brain.

“Hawkins!” Vlad saw his half-brother fall on the knees. He turned to Samael.

“Save him, demon.” Vlad called out but Samael was not moving. Instead the later was staring at Aamon who had recovered and approached the circle.

“Lucifer, please forgive the mortal.” Samael then spoke to Lucifer. “Aamon have returned to your side.”

“Do not mention that traitor’s name. He is not one of us anymore.” Lucifer looked to Aamon and then at Samael. “I want him devoured.”

“Devoured? Like in the…” Samael was surprised by the request. Lucifer nodded. The Angels have a ritual where the defeated enemy is given a chance to regain freedom. They will be given the opportunity to fight fairly with their captor in a personal combat. The weapon was the choice of the captor and most times it was the preferred bare hands. The defeated will be devoured as in dis-bowel in the final kill.

“I do not…” Samael voiced his objection but was shut up by Lucifer.

“Earn your rank, Samael or be gone.” Lucifer looked to the screen. “I have not much time.”

Lucifer proceeded to the center of the circles and then looked up to the top. The crystal shards on the ceiling then lowered downwards. It reached the level at Lucifer’ eyes and then it begin to light up in myriad of shades. Lucifer placed his hands over the shards and watched the shades changed in depth of their colors. He then reached into the shards and withdrew the item in the middle. It was a sword with the ‘T’ hilt and the long blade.

“Samael, have you done it?” Lucifer asked.

Samael did not reply but Aamon had attacked then. The later rushed at Samael and they went down fighting. Aamon pulled his left hand free to lay a punch into Samael’s face. He then pushed himself up from Samael’s body.

‘Fight me, Marquis.” Aamon had his right fist raised up but the punch did not come. Aamon was thrown back by the vicious slash across his chest. He sat up and looked at what was left of Samael.

It was their true self.

Samael had evolved into the scaled creatures with the talons on the fingers and the long huge tapering tail that reached to the rear. His facial expression was similar to Lucifer but his horns were just stubs on the forehead. He had slashed out with the talons onto the other. Aamon stood up and then looked at his wound on the chest. It was not deep. It was then Samael pressed on with the attack. He rushed at Aamon with his hands extended out.

Samael grabbed the other in his vise grip at the neck and pushed Aamon back. The later snaked his hands in between the grip and punched outwards with the clenched fingers. Samael’ grip was broken by the punches and without hesitation, Aamon jabbed his clenched fingers at the other’s throat. The blow caused the other to gasp for breaths but Aamon had formed a double fist with his fingers and punched the other in same area. The punch threw Samael backwards but Aamon was stopping there. He had his hands opened up and grabbed the other by the horns to pull it down. He slammed Samael face onto his raised right knee. He pulled the face up and slammed down once more. Samael was dazed by the attack but Aamon was letting go then. He pulled the face backwards and kicked his knee into the bruised throat. Samael had responded to the attack weakly with his hands to push the other off but Aamon had the advantage. He pushed Samael back with his hands but retained his hold on the horns. He pushed the face to the side and then pulled Samael downwards. The move caused Samael to fall and landed on his side. It was an intended move for Aamon had then used his right leg to step onto the other’s side of the neck. The neck bone cracked on the step.

“Well done, Aamon. You earned your reputation as the Lord.” Lucifer replied. “You may join me now.”

“Lucifer, I am no servant of yours. I stood guard over the portal for generations for it was my task. I was to stop reviving.” 

Aamon stood there with his chest wounds bleeding. “I will stand here for Michael to bring you back to your limbo state.”

“Of which the task I am sure you will not be doing anymore.” Lucifer replied and then leveled the sword in his hands at Aamon. “The Sword held here will end our task.”

With a flick of the hands, Aamon was drawn to the sword as if he had flown there by himself. He was impaled on the sword at the chest level and the sword end appeared on the other end. There were no bloods spurting from the wound but Aamon was seen to be in state of pain and then his body began to break down in stages from his head to his toes. He the broken down parts when dislodged dissolved into ashes.