Aiden's eyes then switched directions.
There, at the edge where light met darkness, was Michael.
The Archangel was positioned at the boundary of the encroaching void, with both hands stretched toward the wall of darkness that had already consumed half of Ah'Me and threatened to spread further.
Michael's teeth were gritted in strain and his entire body trembled from exertion as golden light poured from his palms in waves, pressing against the darkness in a desperate attempt to hold it back.
But it wasn't enough.
The darkness pushed harder and Michael's knees buckled slightly as he fought to maintain his stance.
He was losing ground.
Aiden disappeared from his position, making an instant reappearance directly beside Michael.
Right then, the darkness was pushed back several meters in an instant, forced away by Aiden's overwhelming presence alone.
