As light as feather Esmeralda swam through the walls, going back and forth enjoying her new found power forgetting her mission.
She had to knock her soul on the head to focus back on her mission, especially immediately she remembered Angel Maria finally instruction to her before she entered or rather float thought the gate, since her soul went right through it.
Angel Maria had clearly given her five minute, before her body would begin to wax cold or she succeed in raising suspicion from the Cherubim and seraphim Angels, since the sword was hidden close to the garden of eden.
Esmeralda advised herself and began exploring around to enable her find the CIELO sword.
Every step she took, she felt a mild force like magnetic pulling her, her fingers began to tingle, she raised them high for inspection, but that was all the CIELO Sword needed, and it flew running right into her raised hand.
In a single breath, she caught hold of the sword examining it’s beauty. The sword was in sync with the shape of the cross, four crystal was engraved on top, apart from how spotless the CIELO sword was, it looked just like every other ordinary sword to Esmeralda.
With the CIELO sword in her hands, she manages to leave heaven undetected, or so she thought.
Without been told, she lay on her body trying to connect her soul back to it. Esmeralda opened her eyes and smiled when she could actually feel herself hold the sword, and not just feel it floating on her palm.
Esmeralda wondered the essence for the fear Angel Maria planted in her, when the job was that simple.
With all the attitude Esmeralda got, she hands over the CIELO sword to Angel Maria almost throwing it on her face.
But this single act of Esmeralda brought great pain and distress on Angel Maria face.
Dodging the sword for her safety, Angel Maria let it all.
Careful how you throw the sword towards me girl, you could have actually killed me!
Esmeralda was surprised by Angel Maria’s out burst, because the sword sharp edge was tightly secured in its cover.
The sword is an enchanted one, two thousand year ago, a young Priest named Luz nailed two sticks just as the shape of the cross, He wandered around the world, journeyed from Africa, He was on a self impose mission on casting out all dark forces in the world.
His mission took him to Montaña Prohibida, this mountain was forbidden for a reason, after the casting down of lucifer and his agent, the fallen Angels who fell underneath this mountain were trapped in it. Twenty four of them remained there century after centuries, and slowly they began to succumb into the earth rules. They became flesh, hungry creep in, every crawling specie ran for their safety as no one was spared.
After a period of time, they ran out of creature to eat, and they turned on themselves, at the end, the strongest of them BRILLAR won, and became the only Angel left.
She suffered day and night, as the soul and spirits of the Angels she had consumed lived in her. The torments became too strong, and too much for her to bare, she needed hosts for them, and Brillar needed them fast before she lost the remaining sanity she had left.
Luck on her side, the priest Luz fell his wooden cross down cracking a hole in the mountain, but that was still not enough to free Brillar as she was no longer a spirit.
Astonished by the mountain, Luz dug a hole enough for him to fit in, to have easy access to continue his search.
Brillar saw an opening, what she had wished for, and took her chance running right through it.
Luz was knocked down by a naked dried old woman, who all her hair had successfully almost fallen out.
Luz picked up his cross pointing it in Brillar face repeating the name of the Father, Son and Spirit.
Hating that name, Brillar released an high banshee cry protecting her ears from the sound of the name.
Luz knew this was no ordinary human, she was the reason for his journey. Gaining faith, he walks closer to her with aim to cast this evil creature out of the world.
Brillar falls to her feet begging for her life, her head bowed down in hope the priest removes the cross from her face, then she can face him head on. Having small compassion, Luz lose his guard falling right into Brillar trap, as she stands up revealing her demonic nature, having a horn right in the middle of her head.
Not expecting this out come, he trips on the rough mountain falling down from whence he started climbing from, and also did his wooden cross fall.
Luz saw the different spirits in Brillar, as each looked at him.
Then and there, he decided his next move, he touched his wooden cross crying to heaven to grant him his last wish. Right before Brillar eyes, and the twenty three spirit living in her, Luz entered into his cross, transforming it into the CIELO sword, a sword that no unclean blood can hold, even lucifer himself.
Brillar out of curiosity held the sword in her hand, and she blew into pieces releasing the spirit of the Twenty three who flew looking for new host. They all came together through their possessed new host, and called themself witches and wizard.
The sword flew back to heaven, and according to the writing on the blade,
En manos del digno espectador, volveré
Luz will return to fulfill his mission through the sword when he finds a worthy soul. I dare not pick the sword Esmeralda, I’m not worthy or clean, you keep it by your side till I am made clean.
Esmeralda nods understanding Angel Maria, and they both proceed to leave the heaven realm and head for the fallen Angels hide out, where she was reunited with Clarissa once again.
This was what I asked you to prepare for, the battle begins here, today you would put a smile on all this Angels face, your sacrifice and good heart would never be forgotten. This would be recorded in our books, and registered on our hearts, we would sing your praise.
After this Esmeralda, all this Angels will be saved.