Chapter 188

My question was soon answered, when I rounded the bend and came to a very gratifying sight: Raziel was standing at the tunnel's back exit a short distance away, looking every bit like an avenging Angel. He was paler than normal, his dark hair matted to his face, but his electric blue eyes were burning with righteous fury. His hands were held aloft, his mouth muttering a soft incantation. Behind him, between Raziel and I, was Cain. He had never escaped the tunnel, after all. I could hear the furious hiss escaping his lips as he crouched, a few feet from Raziel yet unable to approach the Angel. He took a few steps back, closer to where I stood with Skylar several yards away. Cain's back was to me but I knew what I would see if I gazed upon his face: the demonic side of him, exposed through pitch-black eyes and sharp fangs. I noticed that both of Raziel's wrists were cut and crimson liquid was streaming down his arms, dripping onto the floor. "Raziel