The Adjudicator could not avoid the angel's mighty blow, a deep gash forming across his back from the purifying sword.
The two new arrivals set upon him as the adjudicator tried failingly to fend them off. Razor edged disks sliced through his armor with ease.
While The angel's keen bladed sword struck deep into his body.
It was a greusome sight to behold, As both parties wound up exhausted on the ground. The adjudicator lay slain in front of the angel's feet.
While also the other newcomer lay mortally wounded nearby, his head nearly torn apart from the back.
The angel turned toward the others. Revealing not flesh and bone beneath it's hood, but that it was an angelic spirit.
It spoke to them. "This land is falling apart, leave now before you are destroyed by the terraforming that will occur here."
With those words spoken, The spirit vanished. Leaving Narenth in it's wake, Normally full of power, One would be hard pressed to find more than a small sliver of magical energy inside of him