บท 870: Her Title

The image showed Kudus as well as six other Elders of his standing each one of them holding down huge pillars on this Angel. 

Its blood, blue, fell like rain and its pain was obvious. Yet, its screams for pain was not a wail as she would have thought it was. But rather, it came in subtle waves. 

These waves came and went like the symphony of musical instruments. yet, it brought a melody, sad and pleading into one's heart.

It was like an orchestra presentation to tell a tragic tale. 

For a moment, Everbee could not help but feel her eyes water down. she touched her face and was surprised to see that she was actually dropping tears. 

Cuban walked up to her, "I know right! I come here to understand his pain sometimes. From what I have heard the elders say, he was once upon a time a guest. But once our lord Asmodeus betrayed the prince of Hell, his capture was sealed.