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.Now let it he realized that he was fighting it.No, that wasn't what he wanted.He tried to make himself stop, but hecouldn't.Yaweh had been created out of the flux with the need to fight itand fight it he would it went beyond desire or will.He howled with rage.Above him, the archangels recognized what wasoccurring and prepared to defend themselves as they had before.Yeshuah felt gentle hands upon him, and his strength returned.Heopened his eyes, realizing that they'd been closed, and saw Raphael abovehim, looking worried and harried."What happened, Raphael?""I don't know.It's like another Wave, only different smaller.I don'tunderstand it.It seems to be coming from that pit.When it started, it washardly longer than your height.""What about the battle?""You were losing.It's lucky for you the Wave started when it did; yourarmy was in a panic.""Was? What's happening now?""Everyone is dealing with the Wave, of course.There.You're fixed.I owedyou that much for never mind.I have to go now."She did.Yeshuah got to his feet and looked around.He suddenlyunderstood why they called it a Wave.From in front of him there was aspreading of colors that were not of Heaven, and a jumble of shapes, aswirling filigree of conception that left nothing in its wake but itself.He looked more closely and saw Yaweh standing somewhat back from theedge of flux the angels were struggling to contain.He saw Michael standing.And through the flux itself, he could make out more angels, fighting theflux and, very faintly, he thought he could see a gold cloak.He realised then that all of the angels on the west and south sides of theemanation were of Satan's army, and those on the east and north were ofYaweh's.Further, those who were not directly involved, as not all of theangels had room to confront the Wave, were divided similarly.This, of course, was too good a chance to pass up.Michael, somewhat healed by Raphael, came limping up to Yeshuah."Don't do it," he said."What?""You are about to have our host attack Satan while they fight the flux.Don't.""Why not?"'Two reasons.First, because you will be hated forever in Heaven if you do.Second, because I'll destroy you if you try."Yeshuah smiled."As to the second, you can't.You have no idea of thekind of power I have, created as I was.You couldn't do it, my fathercouldn't ""Lilith nearly did the job."Yeshuah shrugged."I have no intention of letting you get close enough touse physical means, which is the mistake I made then.As to the first pointyou raised, do you really think so?"Michael looked surprised, for Yeshuah seemed actually to be consideringit."Yes, I do," he said."They are working in defense of Heaven itself.If youuse that opportunity to attack, you'll be despised wherever you go."Yeshuah looked thoughtful.Then he nodded, as if to himself."Come withaaTTnnssFFffooDDrrPPmmYYeeYYrrBB22.BBAAClick here to buyClick here to buywwmmwwoowwcc.AAYYBBYYBBr rme," he said.He walked past the waiting lines of angels and came out infront of them.Then he began to lift his arms as if to signal an attack.Michael made agrowling noise and brought his sword sweeping down at Yeshuah who,expecting it, stepped nimbly to the side.The sword struck the ground.Michael was hurled into the air by the explosion, back toward the line ofangels.Yeshuah, however, had braced himself for the shock.When it came,he fixed all his concentration on the spot where the sword had struck.Hetook one last breath, and briefly wished that he had time for a fast look atHeaven.Then he threw himself at the eruption.The cacoastrum flowing from the explosion seized him and began rippinginto him.Before it could complete its work, however, Yeshuah had amoment an immeasurably small instant of time in which to work.Usingall the skill he had taken from the minds of those who created him, hedirected the cacoastrum where he wished it to go.He had the fleeting sensation that it had worked; then the flux tore intohim, and he was no more.A great crack appeared in the floor of Heaven.The flux fed back along thisweakness quicker than any angel could see it.In the drawing of a breath,the crack had spread in both directions across the floor on which the searested until it came to the far wall.There, halfway up, the cracks cametogether, and the cacoastrum found the weakness even as it appeared.With a trembling that knocked every angel off his feet, a great, massiveblock of Heaven's floor and part of the distant western wall split off.In the drawing of another breath, the flux had found it, open on five of sixsides, and these had broken down into nothing.Belial was beyond panic.His fear had transformed itself into rage, andthe cacoastrum fell back wherever he found it.He sought out the flux anddestroyed it, mindlessly, unaware of its source or its cause.In his blindness, he felt that it was because of what he was doing that hewas able to search it out, rather than be surrounded by it.He was, therefore,not very surprised when suddenly he was surrounded by it.Then he beganto twist, turn, dive, and spin, merely to keep himself alive.He had nounderstanding of the significance of this, but he had no need to understandeither.It was almost more than he could stand.The death of Yeshuah had beento Yaweh as if a part of him had been forcibly ripped out
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