Raziel hunched over, groaning in pain as the Xalnergy coursed through him. His wings blackened, and a thick, stony skin formed over his body. The Magician’s eyes then burst open, revealing them to be a fiery orange.
Fatumael’s electricity was transmuted into Xalnergy, shocking his body. His muscular form shrivelled into a decrepit, sickly body, and his eyes became shrouded. One of the rings around his body fell away, and his wings darkened.
Donatello howled with laughter, as he blasted beam of xalnergy into the palace’s crystal spire at its top. The Xalnergy was channelled and conducted through the spire, being amplified as it blasted out from the spire and into the sky.
The heavens themselves darkened in a lighting storm, and bolts of Xalnergy shot down and struck many angels, corrupting and demonizing them.
It had begun.