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As the tempest subsided, Henry’s surroundings changed.
A brilliant azure sky stretched overhead, and the ground took on a rich maroon hue. This was the same landscape Henry had seen upon his arrival in the heavens. But now, there were countless heavenly beings in the sky.
They were troops of the heavenly army, the defenders of this realm. In a state of emergency, angels of all ranks would come together to form one large army, but the strongest warriors were the sixth-rank angels, the Powers.
Despite being considered the most fierce angels in the heavens, they had a certain elegance to them, partly due to their golden armor that glinted in the sun.
Posla, Chief of Powers, and Virtus had also joined the army, waiting for Henry in formation.
“Bingo,” said Henry.
Unlike the archangel he had burnt not long ago, Principatus had actually given him the feather that led to Virtus. Henry wore a satisfied smile as he looked around and realized that he was in the right place. He was also happy to see Posla, a nice bonus besides Virtus, his main target.
The silence was eventually broken when Posla locked eyes with him.
"You filthy lapdog! You’re nothing but the Demon God’s bitch!” spat Posla. He cursed out of the blue, not trying to intimidate Henry, but purely out of frustration. He had heard from the Sisibabas that the...
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