The legend of a warrior; Chapter 85 - A New Heaven
"i am my master's angel of death!"
High School is Hell - Idle
I've seen the fucking angel of death but r3 makes that guy look like a kitten." "what were they doing in a college?" flash asked. "whatever they wanted!" russ laughed, spreading his arms.
Summer Vacation Of The Living Dead - book 4
The angel of death. suspended hundreds of feet above the ground, clouds passing through their transparent forms, thanatos and croak were observing his last run.
Sniper Ballad
Was an angel--an angel of death. she barely paid attention to the words that her masked superior said.
The Gale
The blackened silhouette of his form was hardly visible from either end of the hallway as he glided back and forth with the malicious precision of a phantom or angel of death--and for the ten whores and ten customers he brought down without feeling
The legend of a warrior; Chapter 68: To the Victor go the Spoils
When they reached the door leading into samael's apartment, killer smiled, trying to hide the entertainment: the angel of death had heard them coming and had taken position on the stairs, back to the wall and standing at attention together with a large group
The Warrior
With my wings out, i looked like an angel of death. i flew to the top of the massive drill and landed in more or less the middle of it. still spinning, it would help me greatly. i called a massive amount of power into my body.
The legend of a warrior; Chapter 65: Disciples and Sanctuary
Vesta whispered, and killer kissed her lips lightly before pulling back for a moment, whispering: "be my angel of death, goddess vesta, bringer of wisdom, force of destruction."
Fursonae X Machina: Episode 4 - Broken Wings
"miss angel of death, the damn terminatrix of new york, and she can't even fly! ha ha ha! to think, all those pathetic wimps that died in back street corners at her hands, and all they had to do to get away was climb a schmeding ladder.
The Dragon Armour
Perhaps this was the angel of death, finally here to whisk me away. or, perhaps, it was...death on the battlefield?