Michael spat golden blood and replied with a headbutt. Konstantine only half dodged it.
Gabriel, still dazed by the collision caused by the Targeted Attraction, stood up and joined his hands. "< Celestial Magic: Temporal Acceleration >!" He cast the spell not on himself, but on Raphael, whose movements suddenly became three times faster than normal. Raphael materialized behind Konstantine and planted a blade of condensed light between his shoulder blades.
The pain was real. Konstantine felt the blade pierce a lung, his breath failing for a fraction of a second. He did not scream. He grabbed the hilt of the light blade with bare hands, despite the burn eating at his palm, and tore it from his own back in a sharp gesture.
"Arcane Art: Accelerated Cellular Regeneration," he murmured.
