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Guardians of the Seal<br />
covered it. The flames bounced harmlessly off the wings.<br />
Luckily, Lucan had bought himself time to get on his feet. When the wings<br />
unfurled, the demon opened his mouth and out of it flowed a stream of hot<br />
lava. Lucan sent out a stream of liquid light out to counter it with a swish of his<br />
sword.<br />
But he was already weakening from the hits and lengthy fighting. Soon, the<br />
lava began to overpower the light. The stream of lava began to push the river<br />
of light back and inch by inch, it gained ground until the light occupied just a<br />
small circle inside which Lucan stood. The lava kept pushing, and the beast<br />
kept looking at Lucan through eyes that smouldered like live coals.<br />
Lucan summoned all the energy left in him and cried at the top of his voice,<br />
“Have dominion, Euphrates!” The river of light burst forth from him again and<br />
consumed the lava, expanding to fill the valley once more. The demon could<br />
not lift off the ground fast enough. The sea of light caught him and he howled<br />
in pain.<br />
But Lucan had reached his limit. After that exertion, he crumpled to the<br />
ground, spent. As fast as it had flowed out, the river of light receded back<br />
towards him.<br />
Nimrod had been spared. For moments, nothing happened. Nimrod stood<br />
in pain at one end and Lucan lay heaving on the ground on the other end. But<br />
Nimrod was only momentarily stunned. He recovered and began to walk<br />
menacingly towards Lucan, swinging his huge sword. When he got to Lucan,<br />
he stood over him and boasted. “You thought you could beat me a second<br />
time, you arrogant fool. Your naiveté will cost you everything you wanted to<br />
defend. Your woman will be found and when she is, we will usher her<br />
unbelieving self into our realm. You will lose your life and seal to us. You will<br />
lose everything, human. Now prepare to meet your end.”<br />
Nimrod clasped his sword in both hands and raised it above his head. With<br />
a mighty roar, he began to swing the sword down. Lucan closed his eyes,<br />
resigning to his fate and defeat. He waited for the sword's impact to finish it all.<br />
It would hit him any moment now.<br />
But the moment passed and there was no impact. Had the impact been so<br />
great that he hadn't felt it before dying and passing on to the next life? He<br />
ventured to open his eyes to see what was happening. The sword was less
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