"Eos, wretched child, you are nothing!" Primordial Soul screamed as her face transformed from a hauntingly beautiful visage to a ghoulish monster resembling a humanoid bat with fangs too long for her mouth.
Her eyes shone with yellow radiance that was filled with madness and fury.
"YOU ARE A FLICKER. I AM ETERNAL AND SHALL NOT REST UNTIL EVERYTHING YOU KNOW AND LOVE IS CRUSHED."
Her furious roar slammed into Rowan, who braced himself against it, anchored by his hate.
"Eternity," Rowan grunted, raising the hammer again, his soul body screaming with the shock of exerting so much power, "is a long time to be a tyrant. And even rock wears away under a constant drip. This second blow is for Maeve, remember her name."
The second hammer blow fell, and then a third.
"This is for my mother!" Another blow fell.
"For my children! Hear their names, Zaphriel, Malchiel…" Rowan began calling the names of his Angels, and as he did, a hammer blow fell on the screaming and cursing Primordial.
