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protecting his
people for over ten years if his dreams had been true, but now he
could see no way out. She was alone, and he was of no help. She
would fight for them, and watching as the blood of another demon
splattered across the stained skin of her face, he knew she would
die for them. But what could he do? He was only a young man,
holding a blade he didn't even know how to use.
    Squeezing onto the weapon's handle, he looked to the
sky above. He watched the rain fall in gray droplets as another
bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and slammed into a tree
on the outside of the wooden barrier.
    "Father, whoever you are, give me the strength to
help. I do not have her courage or her magic, but do not let her
die this night," Dale pleaded into the night. "Give me some way to
help her, do not let us die out here in the dark."
    Dale cringed as the taste of demon blood raced over
the tip of his tongue. Iron and foulness choked at his throat, his
stomach curling as the taste lingered in his mouth. The fighting
was endless, the mass of darkness overwhelming the powerful light
that filled his vision. He could feel the tears burn at the edges
of his eyes as he fought the urge to crawl into a hole and hide.
Maybe they wouldn't find him, maybe this was all a dream.
    A nightmare, he could live with that. He'd wake up
in the morning and thank the heaven's it was all over. The sword
rattled in his hands as his legs struggled to keep him up. This
night would be so much better if it were all in his
imagination.
    Dale squeezed his eyes as his heart skipped a beat.
Thunder rumbled through the forest as the endless wave of demons
parted, and the light of his angel remained. He could see her
figure waver, the power of her light fading as she struggled to
stand, her dress ripped to pieces, and her body covered in the gore
of her enemies and her injuries. Moans echoed into the night as the
man who was the hydra collapsed onto his knees, the bodies of
demons scattered around him in the pool of water.
    Steps. Colossal steps sent tiny earthquakes through
the forest as a darkness approached from the forest. Dale's new
vision could not pierce the veil as the monster approached. The
skeletons of Mother Nature's beauty only reached the chest of the
enemy. It walked like a man, its shoulders hunched and layered with
muscles. He could not see the head in the dark clouds above, but
the red fire that ignited within its eyes shined like beacons into
the night.
    Lesser demons shrieked as it stood behind the wooden
barrier. Sounds of fear and excitement raced through the night as
the nightmare stood waiting as his angel remained resolute in her
resolve. Dale couldn't breathe, his mind a blank slate as he stared
at the thing that awaited them. It was death in physical form. No
power, no angel could fight this creature. He fell to his knees as
the tears rained from his eyes.
    What could they do? Why did it have to be him?
    He wanted to call out to her, scream her name before
it was all over. But he didn't even know what it was. She was a
mystery, a secret that would avoid him until the moment he died.
His lips moved, and his lungs burned, but nothing came out as the
darkness exploded around him.
     
     
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    "Why have you come here?" Her voice struggled with
disbelief.
    Dale could hear his angel, but his world was a dark
void.
    "It was you all along; everyone died because of
you."
    Who was she talking with? Dale struggled to move as
pain wracked his entire body. He brought his hand to his face but
could no longer see. He could feel his toes wiggle and both arms
move, but the fear he was blind hit him like a speeding car.
    The darkness. The evil had taken his sight.
    "We trusted you!"
    Her screams sliced into his eardrums as he rolled to
his side. Coughing forced its way out as his eyes opened, and the
shadows pushed back. He wasn't blind, but the smell of ash and dust
filled his lungs.
    "I should have killed you when I had the chance,"
her voice