"But the angels—" Seraphelle tried to protest.
"Will be dispelled. Now."
Valentine's hand moved in a complex gesture, his pure white divine authority flowing outward in controlled wave.
Angelic Dismissal - Divine Severance
The spell struck all four heroes simultaneously with surgical precision.
The angels—the Sword, the Mercy, the Threshold, and the Judgment—felt the Archbishop's command and had no choice but to obey.
Because Valentine carried divine authority second only to the Pope. When he commanded angels to depart, they departed.
The four divine beings separated from the Heroes' bodies in rush of golden light that shot back into the sky, returning to whatever higher dimension they'd descended from.
Gattychan gasped as the Sword Angel left his body, the overwhelming power vanishing instantly. His golden eyes faded back to blue. His six light-wings dissolved. His wounds—which the angel had been suppressing—suddenly made themselves known with agonizing clarity.
