CLAWS PUNCTURED CONCRETE, created cracks that doomed the cross that stood as part of this angel’s statue to give in under their might and its rubble plummeted to his feet. He locked eyes with the onlooker, an eternity of hatred for the very same symbol he came destroy found in them upon noticing it hanging around this “cleric”’s neck as well.   

        “IT OFFENDED ME.”

( The Prince of Darkness excused himself with a mocking smile. ) He drifted across the church grounds closer to this entity bleeding magic energy. He’s felt it so many times before now, few of their kind seemed to be able to hide their presence at all.