Page 85 of Bellamy
I gave in to my bloodlust. Killing. Slashing. Releasing my anger on any enemy I could get my hands on. Piles of ash covered the floor from where the shades disintegrated, and the body count of the mid-level demons piled up. The mansion was being destroyed, all our memories being trampled on.
That only pissed me off more.
As I fought, I tuned into my connection to my brothers. All of them apart from me and Alastair were in the study protecting Light Bringer.
“Fuck,”Castor said through our mind link.“This Purah bastard is stronger than he looks.”
“Watch out for his nails,”I said.“He coats them in poison.”
The poison couldn’t kill us, but it had a temporary paralyzing effect. He had used it on me in the underworld when he’d tortured me. I’d lain there unable to move as he had sliced and diced me, laughing. He liked his victims helpless.
The coward.
“Hey, handsome.” Vepar dropped down in front of me, his celestial sword white from the hilt to the tip of the blade. “I didn’t get a chance to play with you while you were our guest. Allow me to make up for it now.”
He swung at my head.
I ducked below the swing and slashed at his arm. His blade met mine before a gust of wind knocked me backward. Damn, his power was strong. He could manipulate not only the weather but the very air too, creating his own wind.
“Bell!” Phoenix came toward me but was stopped by Belphegor. The demons hadn’t attacked Phoenix. They still believed he was on their side. Maybe because he was.
Belphegor, however, seized him by the throat and pushed him against the wall. Despite my anger… despite the deep ache in my fucking heart… I sprang to my feet and charged at the fallen angel.
The only one who could touch Phoenix was me.
“Not so fast.” Vepar sent another gust of wind crashing into my side. He then appeared in front of me and grabbed the back of my hair. “Your lover will get what’s coming to him. As will you.”
I headbutted him. As his grip loosened, I thrust my sword toward his chest. He deflected the hit at the last second. When our swords collided again, an electric shock passed through the steel, sending me to the ground as my muscles spasmed and my blood electrified. It felt like I’d just been struck by lightning. An ability of his weapon, no doubt.
I quickly regained my balance and kept fighting. When I looked at Phoenix again, he had managed to break Belphegor’s hold and stood with his dark auburn hair messy, sword at the ready.
He still wore his collar. I hadn’t removed it before leaving his side.
That meant he couldn’t teleport. He couldn’t useanyof his powers. No fire blasts or telekinesis to knock foes backward. All he had for defense was the sword I’d given him before the fight started.
Belphegor charged at him again, and my heart squeezed when the fallen angel dug his fingertips into my demon’s temple. Phoenix cried out. Belphegor’s strongest power wasn’t a physical one. He could bring anyone to their knees by toying with their mind.
“We can’t hold them back much longer,”Castor said.“There’s too many.”
A sharp pain punctured my abdomen. It was so intense I thought I had been stabbed. But it wasn’t me. I was feeling Castor’s pain.Hehad been stabbed.
“Cas!”Raiden exclaimed through our shared link.
Rage bubbled inside my chest, both my own anger and the echoes of the anger coming from my brothers. Our bond connected us on a spiritual level.
A roar boomed through the mansion.
“Oh shit,” Vepar said. “The beast is loose.”
Wrath had consumed Galen, turning my big brother into a violent brute. Good. We needed our secret weapon right about now. From down the hall, he tore into the demons, their bones crunching as he snapped them like twigs with his bare hands and ripped them apart with his teeth.
Vepar leapt into the air and hovered above the fighting before dashing toward the study. Belphegor followed him.
“Go to the vault,”Alastair told me telepathically, shoving Asa back. Both were holding their ground, equally matched.
Although it hurt to leave Phoenix—who was now unconscious near the stairs, more than likely trapped inside a nightmare world Belphegor created for him—I obeyed Alastair’s order.
Alastair kicked Asa in the ribs, causing the son of Lucifer to stumble. The injury Gray had given him had healed, though since it had been made with a celestial weapon, it still gave him discomfort. A great weak spot to target. Alastair and I fought our way through the sea of shades to reach our brothers.
