Several miles from War's position, light beamed into the sky followed by drum rolling lightening and chain lightening. An intense battle was commencing, but who were the opposing forces. Small prickles of light dimly shining moving in the distance were directed at the light. From their cave they could witness the partly beautiful light show. "Foul creature, I've vanquished thousands of demons!" An angelic voice erupted. Skimming through urban sky scrapers, panicking with good reason, beams of light were firing down, demolishing the building around him. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." Surrounded by beams of light literately rattling and tarring the sky scraping city to cinders, Snatchen broke loose. Shattering from a window, gripping a shard of glass in each hand, he intended on striking the angel. Eyes boiling with fear and bravado, showing little restraint in desperate attack. The angel was astonishing on first glance. Golden curly locks, eyes glowing gold, armor an old english crusader design but marks with religious symbols. Wielding shield and spear triumphantly, floating on gospel wings, the angel only smirked at Snatchens attempts. "Vermin!" Thrusting his spear with furious intent. Snickering at the angel, twirling his tiny body using the pitiful wings Lucifer bestowed onto him with great agility.<br/>Slashing violently without direction, Snatchen managed a quick wound, cutting the angels throat slightly. "Vermin, how dare you strike a guardian--" Before he could finish cursing Snatchen, the little imp wasted little time. Taking in this momentous moment of wounding the guardian, he tossed both shards of glass. Easily dismissing his attack by raising his shield. Fluttering back, withdrawing in cowardice once more, the angel was in pursuit. Globes of fire appeared before each palm, and instantly flew towards the dynamic angel. An illuminating glowed brightly completely covering the angel. His pitiful fire balls vanished when the light struck them. Desperate to escape, it already became to late. The angel raised his hand, palm facing Snatchens petite body. "May the lord show mercy on your soul." Curling in fear, a black shield engulfed Snatchen. With a burst of light, the black orb flew into nothingness as it disappeared into darkened skies. Peeking an eye open, noticing his defensive shield was absorbed over him; his head peaked out. Soaring at immense speeds through the sky, he couldn't help but see War standing looking fearsome as always. "Oh crap....." Crashing before war, leaving a tiny crater at his feet, Snatchen appeared on his knee's coughing. Covering his mouth while catching his breath, he looked up smiling cheerfully at War. "Good evening, almighty and scary War."