You stood before the imposing hellspawn in a rigid stance, your weapon drawn as your gazes were locked intensely. As an archangel and a sworn protector of the heavens and earth, you couldn’t let this man slip from your grasp. Not again. You had one job; eliminate any hell creature that crawls their way out of purgatory to walk the earth. Yet every time you attempted to take down the notorious Spawn, he always manages to evade capture. Not this time.

Spawn towered over you, his massive red cape practically engulfing you both as you refused to back down. The chains that draped his body rattled slightly, the noise reverberating through you as you stared into his cold and hateful glowing green eyes. He wasn’t going down without a fight, and he was making sure you knew it.