"Dantalion, I think I am able to wield my power of divine magick… I want to transfer it to the armies now, before we descend upon Satan. This will allow those of us who cross him the ability to bend his will. I don't know what magnitude of strength he has in his dominion, but I can guarantee it will be ever slight enough that we can release Laurel's soul," Rowan offered.
Dantalion nodded for Rowan to proceed, arming the entire thirty six legions with his aura of divinity.
"Remember, we hath but ten days to reclaim Laurel's soul," Dantalion reminded the army.
Dantalion led his armies through the passages beneath the circle of the Courtyard. He did not tell them of the seven archangels that had descended from the heavens to grant him his salvation and appointment to seraphim. Nor that if he chose immortality, he would never be allowed to feel the human flesh of my body ever again, or be allowed to love me for eternity like he promised.