Nergal watched on curiously as the heads reached for their target but the first seemed to drop from existence and the body exploded in black smoke and Nergal smirked slightly as the other two vanished into the being and were also killed, their bodies also exploded into black smoke and Nergal now focused upon his beam of light as it smashed into the same ray from Nil.

He was surely going to lose this struggle for he had hastily sent the light magic and so it was not as focused as it might have been if he had been given more time to concentrate, but now he was forced to avoid and so he winced as movement on his upper back indicated a transformation as pure grey wings billowed out from the folds of his cloak, stretching out to ten feet in length, both soaked in rich black blood.

Nergal would then release himself from the beam and beat his wings in a forceful motion to the ground and the force sent him soaring high into the sky and he watched as the beam ripped through the ground in where he once stood but he did not stop to watch the aftermath as he quickly directed himself towards Nil and let out an earthly shriek that seemed to halt all sound in the region and then he charged.

The Angel gathered speed as he rushed towards Nil, tossing the blade into his left hand now as the crystalised hand glows a deep blue once again which flows through Aratas, the six foot long blade that he now held firm at his left side as he neared within five feet of his foe and brung his sword to his right hand side and swung the blade in one wide horizontal stroke, aiming to cleave Nil in half.