บท 201: The First Angel (final)

The flames vanished and what was left was a seamless armor that reminded Rowan of his shell, the color was close to silver but with darker shades, there were simple Runes on the armor that Rowan could not comprehend because they seemed alive and moved around the armor of the Angel. An eye was imprinted on the chest of the armor that blinked and looked around.

The Angel stepped forward and conjured a long blade of flames more than six feet long, containing Runes, the flame was so solid it resembled a red metal.

it knelt on one knee and a voice hard to describe spoke because it was not emerging from the mouth of the Angel, but from its wings.

"I am your sword and your shield. My existence is to spread your glory until the ends of all time. I am Suriel, and I await your commands. Father."