The Spectre has had time - time free of Asmodel's lies to clear his perceptions. And he does not like what he sees. Having a host has restored his mind, and his wherewithal to act.
"ASMODEL!"
The spirit of vengeance grows to enormous size, towering over the warring angels.
"You were consigned to hell for your treachery, and shall be again!"
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Date: 2010-07-16 11:23 pm (UTC)"ASMODEL!"
The spirit of vengeance grows to enormous size, towering over the warring angels.
"You were consigned to hell for your treachery, and shall be again!"
The Spectre's crushing hand slams down.