Chapter 739

• The angel with David in his sights lined up another arrow, but a brute charged him over. A seven-foot angel in light armor, relative to his companions, while the brute was over eight feet tall, all muscle and dark skin. But the angel spun with the tackle, grabbed the arrow, and stabbed the brute in the shoulder with it. The demon roared but didn't relent, and the two went down.
• Remnants swarmed them. The zombies fell on them, pushed through the teeming mass of dead remnants around their feet, and others crawled up from the ground and got their bleeding fingers around the angel's and demon's limbs. They weren't strong enough to give the angel and demon more than a moment's delay, but that was enough for more demons to jump the angel and rip and tear.
• The angel burst out from underneath four demons, set his wings alight with a gold glow, and rained arrows from above. Each arrow glowed gold, almost blinding bright, and the arrows cut through flesh before exploding with small pops on the ground.