ANGELS AND DEMONS: THE UNSEEN BATTLE 7

Chapter 7: Archangel Michael Fought Lucifer

The sky above the quiet mountain village turned into an ominous shade of crimson. Smoke and ash began to swirl as an unnatural wildfire erupted in the dense forest surrounding the community. It wasn’t the work of nature, this was the malevolent handiwork of Lucifer’s forces, unleashed to wreak havoc on humankind.

As the flames spread, a blinding flash of light illuminated the heavens, and Archangel Michael descended with his radiant sword in hand, the brilliance of his wings piercing through the smoke. His arrival was heralded by the rumble of thunder, his divine presence a stark contrast to the darkness engulfing the land.

"You will not claim this world, Lucifer!" Michael declared, his voice reverberating like a mighty drumbeat.

Lucifer, emerging from the fire with eyes like burning coals, sneered. His dark wings fanned the flames as he raised his jagged obsidian blade. "This world belongs to chaos, Michael. Your light is a futile spark in an ocean of darkness."

The two clashed with a force that shook the very earth. Their weapons collided, sending waves of energy that roared like thunderclaps. Every strike of Michael’s holy sword sent beams of light slicing through the smoke, momentarily extinguishing the infernal blaze. But Lucifer retaliated with his shadowy blade, cutting through the air and spreading flames anew.

The villagers fled in terror, but Michael's heart burned with determination to protect them. His eyes scanned the inferno as he noticed a mother clutching her child, trapped near a crumbling cliff. He summoned a gust of heavenly wind, clearing a path through the flames for their escape.

Lucifer laughed, mockingly circling Michael. "You waste your strength on these fragile creatures. You cannot win."

Michael’s voice was calm, yet firm. "They are worth every ounce of my strength, for they are made in the image of the Creator."

As their battle intensified, they continued to face each other in another continent where they shook the foundations of the earth in that part of the world. The clash of their weapons sent ripples of power deep into the ground, awakening an ancient force underground. The earth trembled violently, and the mountain shuddered under the strain. Unknown to both, their fight had triggered a dormant volcano to explode.

A thunderous boom split the air as Michael’s divine lightning clashed with Lucifer’s dark energy. The bolt struck the mountain's peak, causing it to erupt in a cataclysmic explosion. Lava spewed into the sky, raining fiery rocks across the land. The villagers screamed as the earth split beneath their feet.

Lucifer grinned wickedly, feeding on the chaos. "Even your light cannot undo this destruction."

But Michael stood unshaken. Raising his sword to the heavens, he called upon the power of the Creator. "By His will, this earth shall not fall!"

With a single swing, Michael unleashed a golden wave of energy that hit Lucifer. Lucifer recoiled, his shadowy form flickering. "This is not over," he hissed, retreating into the depths of the earth.