Angel could only watch and gape in horror as the Doomite tore into Adam, ripping the life out of him, then tossing him aside.
“You’ve spilled innocent blood, fiend,” Adam managed before he was totally gone. “You’re banished from this place. Go back to hell.”
The Doomite screamed, but was ultimately powerless to stop the vortex which appeared, swirling around its form, sucking it forever from the realm.
But Adam, having saved Angel, lay dead. He was crumpled where the Doomite had dropped him,
mangled--a lump of lifelessness. Angel kneeled over his body, and cried, tears falling for the terrible price that had been paid.