Second Mythic Summon [I]

Luke focused on his soul. He could feel how potent the summon was, and he wasn't sure if he was ready as he summoned it.

FLASH!

The air in his office shrunk to a ball, and then it dispersed with a burst of light. This showed that whatever summon this was, it was mighty.

Luke took steps back and covered his eyes, but the light persisted. He knew the Dark Dragonlord couldn't be responsible for something this holy, so Luke concluded that he summoned the Empyreal Angel instead.

From the prolonged brilliance, a pious voice spoke to him. He wasn't sure if the speaker was curious or furious.

"Was it you who summoned me?"

Dumbstruck by the encounter, Luke stammered, "Uh… yeah. That's me. Are you… the Empyreal Angel?"

"I am a Seraph, highest potential of all Empyreal Angels, the light of Order, the will of Civilization, and the shield of Creation," the Empyreal Angel replied. "That duty has ended. Now I serve you, Master."