Epicus swooped from mid air making a vertical U turn before hitting the ground. The strength of his wings unmatched for the past five millennia, some angels wondered if there was something more to him. There thoughts born of admiration not jealousy. Epicus descended smoothly on to the stage, his wings shining white, fully manifested. It was his nature to marvel those around him. There was neither malice nor selfish pride in his actions, Epicus simply acted according to his design. The only pride he felt is of being part of this creation.
“Brothers!” the voice of Epicus thundered for miles. Every angel snapped into position in a single movement. What seemed to be just a crowd was now such a perfect formation that it would leave the best military commanders of Men in amazing wonder. “We’ve come to earth to join the forces of Men, in this perilous struggle they are facing”. Trees swayed from the power of his voice, rocks trembled side to side. “Demons have violated the sanctions.” Animals scurried in their homes to escape the voice. This was not the voice of angels that animals were accustomed to. These angels were so much bigger, boisterous, stronger, majestically frightening. “As Commander of the All Mighty’s First Legion I am telling you now, THIS IS NO APOCALYPTO TRAINING.” The earth rumbled for five seconds after Epicus’ last words.
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