The four Holy Swords formed a cross behind him, and behind the Angel, the Guardian Legion managed by the Fire Bath wielded the Light Blade. With the return of the Leader of Light, the group's morale surged to a new level, flames burned on the black mud, and the Paladins bathed in light flames awaited the command.
On the other side, black wings were bound by chains, the other end of the chains reaching into the deep Star Domain. Shadows climbed the bandage-wrapped form, as [Revenge] whispered in the Angel's ear, igniting the Fallen Angel's wrath with the valor of the dead.
High up in the light, facing the lonely god, standing behind the armor, one could feel a sense of security.
Angels and legions, dragons and Dragon Priests, Liches and various races confronted the creator of evil, a flamboyant will that seemed capable of tearing the heavens apart.
"Evil God, face your end!"
