[h3][color=fff200][center]Azaezel[/center][/color][/h3]
Uninterrupted, Azaezel managed to finish his summoning. Multiple layers of magic rings collapsed downwards, until the final two became one and the entire circle glowed a bright, golden color. [color=fff200]“Come forth! Lion of the heavens! I summon thee, Zodiac Leo!”[/color] Azaezel finished and from the glowing circle a figure formed, falling down. With every meter it dropped it grew in shape, until it almost hit the ground. Two still glowing wings unfurled themselves and the golden shape began to become physical. With burning wings and a mane of gold the Celestial flew over the battlefield. Until it found, at random, its prey. Landing in the middle of the big group of lesser demons it already crushed several under its legs. With a deafening roar the massive lion began its onslaught upon the demon horde. Fiery wings flapped away the demons trying to mount it, and the periodic lift off made sure that those who managed to crawl on its back swiftly fell to their death.

Azaezel, watching how his summon tore through the demon horde couldn’t help to crack a final smile. They had lost, sure, but his lion would claim the lives of many demons. Even if they came back, they would forever fear the painful dead he gave them. And with that, he was satisfied enough. He descended back to his troops. [color=fff200]“We leave.”[/color] Was the only thing he said, before all shapes turned into pure light again. Pale pillars engulfed the forming orbs of bright golden light and lifted them up. The angelic mages had done what they could.