Zehair prayed even more when the his cage began to lower. Eventually Zehair closed his eyes and held his hands togather and he kneeled and began too think upon his past life as an angel. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><br/><strong>Zehair's Memory</strong><br/><br/>Zehair smiled as he looked at his small army, they had done well and were awaiting a relief force. Zehair stood and walked over too his lover. Feritha looked over at him and smiled. Zehair placed his left hand on the on her head is slide it down he long beutiful brown hair. HE gave her a small kiss before he heard a horn blown in the distance. Zehair quickly stepped back and looked at his men. "To arms men! The demons come again! Let us show them why they failed all the other times they tried!" Zehair drew his blade and pulled his hood off, seeing as it gave no real protection it would only hinder him. He looked over at  Feritha and smiled at her, she smiled back and nodded. The angel force flew up and waited for the demonic horde. As the sound of heavy feet marching drew closer Zehair's grin got bigger, he enjoyed watching countless demons crumble at his feet as he cut through their worthless husks. Finally! The enemy army appeared, lead by a prince. Zehair's grin disappeared and he looked over at Feritha. She gave him a reassuring smile and Zehair looked back at the demons. "Feritha, I want you too stay away from the prince, he's mine. Got it?" Feritha nodded and drew her battle staff.<br/><br/>After a very small moment of slience both armies charge one another. Once they clashed it was almost like and allout brawl between two gangs. But this was much different, much more. . . brutal and almost savage. Zehair shook his head slightly at the sight and flew into the bulk of the demon army, he began too chop down countless demons and this gave his men high moral. Zehair's armor thick and enchanted so e recieved minimal damage from the foot grunts. Zehair raised his sword and said a few angelic word and slamed his sword down in an arch and a huge wave of holy energies cut through the demon army. How many of them could there possable be?! Finally Zehair reached the prince and panted slightly. The prince smiled and snapped his fingers and a black sythe with a blood red blade appeared. The prince grabbed the scythe and spun it for a second before looking at Zehair. "I'm inpressed, you made your way too me. you fight much better than the other angels, and archangel I pressume?" Zehair grunt slightly and sighed then looked back up at the prince. "I am the archangel of might, I am the strongest melee archangel in all of heaven." The prince grin and laughed. " Then let's see what you can do." Zehair and the prince rushed eachother at the same time and clashed blades, the prince felt himself being pushed back by sheer force and grunted. The prince braught his hand up and a dark red ball formed in it and he flung it at Zehair while they clashed. Zehair flew backwards and skitted across the ground before he stood and charged forward swinging his sword to the left sending a wave of holy energy with it. As the energies slammed into the princed right arm it was chopped off by the wave. The prince howled in pain and held what os left of his right arm. The prince gathered his energy to his stump and created a makeshift energy arm and charged Zehair getting into a heated melee battle. The progressed for a few hours and by the end of it the prince and Zehair were worn out. Zehair looked back and saw what was left of his army cut down the last of the demon horde. The prince scowled and let out a yell of rage. "DON'T FUCK WITH ME ANGELS! I WILL END YOU ALL! NOW, FACE MY TRUE POWER!" The prince transformed into his demonic form and he held a sythe in each hand now, his body now drapped in a pitch black cloak with what looked like souls swurling in and on it. His face turned too bone along with any flesh he had. "Now, let's continue, angel. . ." Zehair readied his blade and the two got into another heated melee battle, the angeilic army dared not intervien. Eventually Zehair stood pantinf over the prince. The prince layed in a puddle of blood and he seemed too be dead. Feritha ran over too Zehair and wrapped her arms around him. Zehair smiled and kissed her forehead. She stepped back and looked up at him. "You were amazing Zehair! You even beat a prince!" Zehair laughed and looked back at the prince. He layed still in his blood, not moving. "Let's get out of here, shall we?" Feritha smiled and turned around and began walking too the others. Zehair stopped because he heard a noise. He turned back at the prince and saw him charging a massive ball of energy. Zehair turned back too his friends and loved one and yelled. "Move, get out of the way!" Feritha turned around and looked at Zehair then the prince. Her face was shrouded in fear as she started too run towards Zehair, but it was too late. The prince let off his attack and destroyed everything in it's path. Feritha had a huge hole in her torso, while the rest of his army was blow too bits by the attack's esplosion. Zehair stubbled too Feritha's side and fell too his knees tears running down his face. He placed his hand on the side of her face and then closed her eyes. Zehair sat there crying for a little bit before he kissed her one last time before standing and looked at the prince. "Heh, unngh. . . This may be my last moments, but I'll make sure you can never go back angel of might!" The prince stabbed his hand into his chest and pulled out a small escence. The prince threw his life escence into Zehair and then withered away. Zehair fell too his knees in pain. He looked over at Feritha one last time before blacking out.