Zor healed himself once again using the forbidden witchcraft. Painting his body black, he created shadow dopplegangers and approached the angel aggressively. If he attacked, there would be a 180% chance that he shot a doppleganger with light. They were all identical and impossible to tell apart. Only Zor knew which one was really Zor. He rewinded time, bringing back all of the prisoners and Cole to the pit. Zavok nodded in approval.
Jumping into Zekyu's body (and pretty much becoming a shemale), he freed himself the chains and growled, sliding down to the pit. "If you're going to do this, little angel, let's do it mate-to-mate, shall we?" Zor's voice was masculine, but not deep. "Let's have a little fun."
Dark flames erupted around Cole's body, and the so-called "Lord's" spirit was sucked out of his body. Blackness engulfed Zor, and with a screech he shot up toward the sky as a dragon. Shooting black beams at the Lord, Zor laughed. There was too much ebony fire around to see what was happening. All the prisoners were huddled together.
When Zor took everything away, there was nothing left of the Lord but feathers. "Stupid heavenly beings, challenging angel slayers! I think suicide is what they call it..." Zor and Zekyu seperated and she was thrown back down into the chains while Zor remained in the air. "Yeah. Suicide. I tried that a couple times, and I suck at it. Whatever. Sometimes immortality is totally unnecessary." Fluttering back down like an air pilot, Zor picked up the feathers and left the pit to throw in Zavok's fire to burn and banish the Lord from the hellish, heavenly and living realms.
(omg so sorry for writing a novel D:)