The luck is smiling for us today. The quantity of blood of Demon and human that has fallen is immense, the Red Moon appeared earlier than expected.

-... Where did you get that...?! 

-Stop being so aggressive, Sad Angel. -I push his neck once more against the altar. -Ah... Mmm, where did I put it? Ah, here it is. 

-Don...! -I cover the mouth of the Angel.

-I'm sorry, but you aren't in position to demand nothing, and do not be afraid, you will not feel any more pain. 

I raise the metal stake, aiming to his cervical-

-Well, well, well... What do we have here? - I grab him by his hair and raise his head. -Your healing powers seems to be working again... Looks like your last hope has regained his knowledge about his powers... What a nuisance. 

For a last time, I grab the Sad Angel by his hair with more strength, and... And I start smashing his head against the rock again and again. It doesn't really matter now, because those healing powers work so ridicule fast that any scratch that is made heals immediately.

-... It... him... 

-Something you have to say?

-It's... not him...

-Said a little bit more louder, could you?

-... It's not... His son...

-Well isn't that curious... Do you... Do you expect me to believe that fallacy?! -I grab him by his hair once again and throw the Angel out of the altar, it isn't important now, it doesn't even matter now! -It is a ridiculous answer! You are pitiful, just like them! 

-I'm... I'm telling you the truth... It's not J...

-I know! Because it is a blatant truth, God is dead and His son too! So you better be a good Angel and be honest. Who is your fake deity ?

-H... He's a Demon... He hasn't revealed us his name yet...

A Demon serving the Angels?! That's unheard! What kind of garbage dares to go against Him?! However, it will not be a nuisance for as long as he thinks he'll be, a Demon with such a power should have been acknowledged by the strongest or oldest ones, which are all eating out of the palm of my hand. A single question about him and they'll answer in less than 3 seconds. But if that were the case, I would have been notified of such spectrum by the elder ones...!!!

-Stop lying...! Fuck...! -The wind is way too strong, it makes my hat fly away. -Just, be honest. 

-... I'm telling you the truth... he's a Demon...

-Where is he?

-I... I don't know... Please...

-The next Red Moon could be in around 2 months if we keep the rhythm we have, but if we get more aggressive, sending more mid level demons, then it'll resort to 1 and half month, but if we send half of our mayor level demons, it'll take us around 3 weeks to refill the blood, and once that happens, you'll be a fallen archangel. -I start to search for a ribbon on my pockets, and cover the eyes of the Sad Angel. -It seems like I can't hit you until you pass out, so you better follow the sound of my steps, dare to run away, and I'll cut off your legs.

-Ok... Okay...

His wings will be useless in amount of days. 

Ahhh, the moon, it's beautiful.

What? The wind is strong enough to make my room a mess, but it isn't strong enough to make the long grass move on a straight line. Someone managed to enter to our territory? Mmm... 

-Are you... the betrayer?! -I throw at the long grass all the knifes I had on my coat, this has to be enough to melt his whole intestines! 

But the sound doesn't touch my ears. 

-Who's there? -I ask calmly as I walk back to the Sad Angel. 

He's stubborn. Seems like I have to do more. Come here, Angel.

I grab his neck, remove the ribbon and start to press it, he cries, but his deity won't show himself. 

The grass does move a little, but he stops after giving 3 steps. I don't think it and put more strength. Nothing happens. 

-Are you really going to let a noble die?! What kind of king are you?! -The soft skin of the throat of the Angel tears apart as I raise my hand with it, the birds seeing the show flies away from the trees. -The Blood Path is thankfully by your decision then, foolish Demon. 

The soft red light of the moon touches the flesh of the Angel, and so this ones brights along it. 

-I, Micolash Beyleir, with the blood of sinners and innocents, summons you, Clematis of the Guardian Door! 

The moon grants me my petition, the ground opens, the wind puffs and the reddish light covers the whole sky. The precious large hand and white appears covered with bindweeds, sustaining himself from the separated ground and raising himself as he escapes the fire of hell. The snout of a wolf, and the claws of the same. The mouth begins to open, showing teeth from the size of one of a human leg.

-Scream for me... Scream for me! -Clematis obeys, the grass starts to move. -You rebels don't have a chance against God! -I proceed to throw the piece of flesh to the Clematis, he swallows it immediately. 

Clematis raises himself with the wings made out of flesh and plants, awaiting orders. 

-Find the Death Angel, and you shall be rewarded. May the light of the only true God accompany you!

And so, Clematis left and got lost in the darkness.

I glare below me, I feel the deception of the Angel after seeing his deity leave before him. 

-Ah... You should have expected less from a Demon, dear. Your days are already counted, unless you leave the false idea of salvation.

We start to walk calmly. The Angel keeps the same rhythm of a human that has been told a horrible notice. 

-... 

A distant sound interrupts my speech, it is fast and is getting closer as I almost got lost in my own thoughts. 

-Farewell to the fake God, a mere weretiger with horns and wings! -Krawtor screamed, he's flying and screaming out his lungs. As soon as his giant body, not as big as the Clematis, touches the floor, I feel how the ground trembles.

-Report yourself, Krawtor. -I order, unlike him, calmly.

-I've spotted them! The Death Angel along the Blood Angel! -He screamed as he kneels, almost with the same force he landed.

-How far away? 

-1 day flying! Even with a trained pair of wings like mine, that will be the time it'll take me to arrive to them! I have no idea how they got too far in only an amount of hours! 

-They must have got a helping hand. 

The Angel is shaking more than before. Seems like the traitors have been existing longer than I thought. 

I grab the Angel by his shoulder and get him closer to me.

-Dear Angel, do you have any idea of whom that being could be?

-I... I... I could suppose the Demons are getting overwhelmed by the war, that their... their bodies have started to create new ones that have lost control over their minds...

-That's a great deduction. 

-That's an innocent deduction! -Krawtor screamed, startling the Angel. He covers himself with his wings, covering the aureole, and making the heart and the aureole of Krawtor being the only source of light we got left. -My Lord, on moments like this one, we have to expect the worst! Angels and Demons are helping each other in order to get things to go back as they were!

The side of the Demons was forced between loyalty and obedience. Both things are getting lost now... My nail goes off after a single fit, the Demons near the Angels will die soon. 

-My Lord?

-Remember my words, Krawtor. Kill all the Demons you see spreaded in battle that are below medium level, you can kill the ones of mid-high too. You know what to do with the human and animal corpses. If a useless Demon spawns in the Blood Path, let them live their lifes in the cuchitrils they call towns, but I'll let that on your hands. After you've killed more than 100 Demons, bring their corpses to me, you know how to. The mission of bringing back the Angels is not secondary, another Demon is taking care of it. I'll give you new orders once you come back. For now, focus on what I told you first.

-Understood, my Lord! -He flies away on the same way he arrived. 

With Clematis on the search of the Death Angel, and with Krawtor with the mission I gave him, I should gain more control. I'll also need a talk with the others.

I turn around after feeling how the Angel was grabbing my clothes, still hiding himself with his wings.

-My Angel, I've already told you to stay calm. Once this topic of the traitors ends, and once your friends comes back, all things will go back to normal. The Red Moon will come faster due to the blood of Demons and humans, there'll be no use of removing such a precious part of your face. -I comforted the holy one while caressing his wings.

After a couple of seconds of him crying, I slowly move his wings away, showing me his face full of tears.

-Let's go back. Shall we dance along the light of the moon, my Angel.