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As the fiery boulders hurtled towards the keep, Auriel and Itherael hastily flew away from the destruction. They watched in horror as the keep they had just been trapped in crumbled before their eyes, a chilling reminder of how close they had come to being lost forever. Auriel looked at him in disbelief of how they managed to survive and escaped by a hair. Itherael, still holding her nodded and gesticulated that they should rejoin the battle. Auriel looked at the battlefield. Hundreds of angels were pushing the demons of Burning Hells back, surely claiming the victory for the High Heavens. In the distance and in the midst of the chaos, Imperius’s booming voice rang out, "Forward! Glory to the High Heavens!" His command was met with a rousing chorus of angelic voices, united in their determination to trample the demonic forces. Auriel's heart swelled with pride as she witnessed the demons retreating, the angels' triumph unmistakable. The shadow of the Burning Hells was