While Azrael, as he’d spoken of in the past, might see an open gate surrounded by its summoners and guardian, Daniel could only feel the oppressive power of the demons. Sometimes he might see a shadow flicker on the edge of his vision, but the goggles over his face made it difficult to see anything at the direct end of his sight. While others might be able to handle it well, or not feel the absolute pull, Daniel’s hair and clothes were pulled at by invisible hands reaching out and grasping at him, pulling his body forward until he steeled himself against the sensation and stepped closer to Azrael. Daniel was of little more use than giving his power to Azrael.

Glancing sideways, Daniel reached forward and grabbed Azrael’s hand tightly. Immediately he could feel an electric energy run through his arm and his heart speed up. His life-power had twined with that of his brother’s, and his was being funneled through their contact. Gritting his teeth, Daniel focused a bit harder. The first time he’d shared energy, it had almost caused him to pass out. He’d grown accustomed to it after such a long time.