“Athos, Dhihsin, Kryella, Nismera, Pharthar, Xeohr, Unir, Samkiel, grant me passage from here to the Asteraoth!” Zekiel cried. Asteraoth? No! That was the heavenly dimension, far beyond time and space. Fuck! He glanced at me one last time, and I saw tears form in his eyes. He tipped his head back to face the sky and plunged the dagger into his chest.
