Well, he would have to figure it out, and fast.

"You will not get away with this," hissed Raziel. For a split second, he hesitated--and then another angel appeared, diving in and attacking him from the side. Nate. With a cry of fury, Raziel spun on him.

The two angels fought, their wings in a frenzy. A burst of white light came from above.

He would. He clutched the stone close, taking a deep breath and trying something. He usually reached out to feel what others could feel, but right now he tried to reach out toward the angelica.

The rock began to pulse

He felt it and closed his eyes as he reached out for that pulsing. 'Please... Please...'

Behind them, they could still hear Jonah shouting frantically, a battering noise, people screaming, "Stop her! Stop them both! Hes on her side!" The gate was starting to spiral open before them, like an old-fashioned shutter. There were thousands of angels waiting to come through--shining, proud, beautiful. Time to throw the stone into the gate now

He hoped that people would get down, because he assumed this was going to cause some sort of overwelming harm to anyone close.

Vexin stood and pulled an arm back, aiming and quickly pitching the stone toward the gate.

The wall of energy leaped like a wave, seething and warping as it fought with itself. It pummeled him. The wall bucked and shuddered as the gate struggled to open; the angels disappeared and appeared again. A deep rumbling noise, a vibration. With a splintering crack, the floor suddenly heaved up under them. Electa shrieked, lurching sideways. The angelica started to crumble to pieces as the floor surged again; something fell behind them with a crash. Then, with a roar of white noise, everything exploded.

(0_0 Woah... explosion. Dang.)

Vexin fell to the floor and lost track of his thoughts as the explosion let loose.

The gate exploded open. A wave of energy slammed past in a blinding flash. Crying out, Electa shielded her eyes with her forearm. A confused image: the two angels tumbling, fragmenting into pieces. There was a wrenching, groaning noise, a crash of dust and cement as a section of the ceiling fell, shattering only a few feet from the huddle of robed people. Screams. With a spray of spitting sparks, the lights went out. The entire front area fell into shadow, lit only by the dying sunset through the stained-glass windows. As if on cue, hordes of angels began soaring through the open gate and out over the pews, wings and halos shining, glimpses of their own world's fading sunset just visible through the open gate behind them. A solid wall of sound cracked through the cathedral as the audience began cheering. The people in the first few pews were all staring upward, jumping up and down, Vexin and Electa completely forgotten as they took in the celestial river flowing overhead.

Vexin curled up into himself, arms over his head as his glasses tumbled off to where he couldn't see.