The angel had no time to make sense of what she was witnessing.
She thrust her palm toward Paradox, releasing the holy energy she'd gathered with enough force to send it flying.
Yet despite the creature being thrown away, the second sword continued its attack as though nothing had happened.
The angel hurriedly drew several feathers together to protect her exposed side, but her reaction had come a moment too late. The blade tore through her makeshift defenses before cutting across her waist, ripping through the armor protecting her manifestation.
A faint silver energy followed the weapon through her flesh, leaving something behind that she failed to notice in the confusion.
Paradox revealed yet another ability. Before the angel could understand what happened, she heard it speak aloud, and only then did she realize what he had done.
Thou Shalt Not Look at Me.
