Raphael’s eyes sparked up a sudden rage as he threw the sword at Liam. But Liam was too fast, with only a look, the sword went up in blue disintegrating flames.

Allistor grinned wickedly, “Who is this foolish boy who taunts me with childish tricks.”

He stared at Liam but referred to the Asguardians to answer.

Vincent came out from the bush, “William Blackwyll, father.”

Alexa still ducked behind the trees. Liam shook his head, in a deep inhale, he glared at Raphael who held another sword.

Allistor raged in disbelief, “Father? I’m not your father-child. I father no one, besides that of my first consort, Daleyan, are you Daleyan’s boy.”

“No,” Liam answered, amusement intended, “He is the son of Taliya Ipswich, the only son.”

Allister's beautiful white wings, which had flapped constantly, had come to a stop. He folded it in, his eyes softened.

Liam felt a sort of remorse for Vincent, he watched the hopefulness in the Casters eyes, the longing for a father.

Allistor remembered, “I have not forgotten Taliya, your mother. My heart fell the day she died, how tragic, wasn’t it.”

Vincent jumped forward into mid-air, his movements brisk, guns in hand, but Allistor just booted him.

Liam did nothing to intervene but watched. One like him had all the patience, it was rarely he let it falter.

“I should have killed you, but I

killed my mother, she was no

children and was supposed to deliver them to us, but she failed. She knew her faith, she didn’t even beg, not for you,

lack of patience shedding through his

Liam acknowledged, “I would show you mercy as you have your son, but in our next meeting

me my death.” He

blue watery eyes and bright smile, though Allistor did not know of him now. He watched Allistor flap his wings,

the Cadre who ruled hell. Unlike the others, his wings remained always, a continuous reminder of his ranks in the Infinity. It made him a ruthless Tempter. The blue visionary eyes which Liam had recalled,

murdering innocents. Though he broke rules, it was ones he felt strongly about. A

eyes fuming with rage, “It’s a trap,

of command. His own blue eyes brightened with the chaos it would release if his order was not addressed. Liam was not one you said no to, not when he

not mine, I have no

the reddened sky. He began to lift off, “If you really must know, my

just answered his question for him, “Prince of souls huh?

who wants him, young William. There are greater threats than a member of hells Cadre, ones only Lucifereal would not

Cadre?” It was more of a

of all, of course!” Allistor looked up at the blood-red sky, redness all around them. The suffocating air working its poisonous glooms on all. Even the Tempter seemed fragile. But

lake. I slipped a stone in your pocket, hold

short swords, squatting on her knee, back straight. Liam could hear them, the demon cries. He knew once Allistor left, he would inform Lucifereal of what happened today, but if he left first,

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