The Forsaken Heir

of the

aring force crushed against him, his body burnin

uddenly

es, he was no longer

at pulsed with divine energy. The air was crisp, almost too pure, an

lestia

gleaming under the endless golden sky. He could feel

teps

roached, his white-gold armor glo

e archangel said,

d his teeth.

e gestured, and the golden chains around Draven's wrists ti

Draven refused

a demon," Ser

. The words struck him

rkness," Seraphiel continued. "

laugh. "Tell that to th

to protect you. Your parents-" He hes

nt a chill t

the angel. "Y

l didn't

mind. Why had the angels abandoned him? Why had they left him

at the far end

d-and his he

in flowing silver robes, was a

ri

. The angel he had trusted more than a

his, filled with s

tep forward.

chains around his wrists sh

he gr

d, but she di

ore she could. "She

blood r

yed.

ween worlds. He could feel power rising within him, both dark and lig

knew on

prisoner. Not he

f willpower, he pull

ey sha