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| "It means I don't have to put up with your shit any longer!" screamed Devilah.

By the time Agrat swung her head around to see the Succubus in motion behind her, the blade was already thrusting up to impale her. "STOP!" she thundered with all the power of command she held, but the Succubus didn't even slow down. If there was anything she knew with certainty, it was that angels don't lie. | |

| The demon Agrat felt the blade - so much more than a normal blade - pierce her from bottom to top. A normal blade she would have survived, but this was no normal blade. Where it cut her body, it stayed cut. She felt her life ebbing away... | |

| In her death-throes Agrat reverted back to her natural, fiery form and Devilah lost her grip on the sword. However, it remained inside Agrat's writhing body and the demon summoned all her remaining power to try and blast away the essence of the Sword that had already killed her. | |

| Sampson and Faniel's chains disappeared as the demon expired, leaving them sprawled on the ground as they were blasted by Agrat's last spell. Devilah saw the sword clatter away to one side before she closed her eyes against the explosion. | |

| "Sampson!" was the first thing Devilah could bring to her lips when the shock had died away as she raced to the unconcious man. Sampson opened his eyes at her touch, though, and smiled up at the Succubus. "Devilah. Are you alright?"

Devilah nodded. "For now. But I don't seem to be able to create a portal anymore. Unless this... angel can help, I'm afraid something's going to break in here any minute. | |

| Sampson jumped up at that and grabbed the sword. He hefted it clumsily in his hands.

"What is it?" Devilah asked Sampson. | |

| "It feels different. I think it's lost it's power!"

"Oh shit," said Faniel.

They both looked at her.

"What? An angel can't say 'shit'? Jeeze, what kinda prudes do you think we are up in heaven? May I see the sword? Please?" | |

| Sampson gave the sword to Faniel who sat down dejectedly on the floor, somewhat dazed after hefting it.

"Shit," she said again. "It's gone." | |

| "What's gone?"

"The Sword of St. Michael. Well... it's essence anyway. The demon blasted it away. Now I've got to find it again. What a pain in the ass." | |

| "Um.... Faniel?" Devilah asked tentatively.

"Yes Devilah?" she looked up with a smile.

"Can you get us out of here?"

The angel climbed to her feet. "No. Afraid not. But it's okay. We'll be back in Skyrim in, oh, about 30 seconds I believe." | |

| "BEGONE!" a thunderous voice rumbled over the three. "YOU DO NOT BELONG IN THIS PLACE! LEAVE NOW AND DO NOT RETURN!"

"Is that...?" Sampson asked, eyes wide.

"I think so!" Devilah said, wonderingly.

Meanwhile Faniel was pointing at a portal that had just appeared. "Who cares who it is, RUN FOR IT!" | |