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"That's enough!" said Eliya. His halo drifted in front of him until it touched the wall of souls before him. A moment later, the halo expanded, forcing the souls apart from each other and making an opening. Eliya converted one of his swords into a feathery white bow, and his other sword reverted back into a wing on his back. He then plucked a feather out of it and transformed it into a long, white crystal arrow.

"This is where you fall," said the angel, loading up the arrow and pulling back on the string. "Abuse the dead no longer!"

The released the string, letting it fly light in a flash of lightning and a thundering blast of noise.
Sheol let out a loud roar as a limb shot from Sheol at lightning speeds. Suddenly, a smaller, but still larger than Sheol, shield of souls was pushed in front of Sheol, taking the hit from the attack.
Eliya narrowed his eyes. "So that's how you're going to play it." He pulled his wings and halo back to him and drifted forward amid the soul shields. He wrapped himself in his giant wings, enshrouding himself in white feathers, but his halo hovered outside of them. Whenever he reached a soul shield, the halo would would drift out in front and give off a powerful shock-wave, knocking the souls out of the way.

Before long, the wing cocoon drew in closer and closer to Sheol's core, and his wings began to spin faster and faster, until it started whirling like a drill.
Sheol hissed, as the sludge that made up its soul suddenly shot out, forming into a massive shield of its own, stopping the drilling from Eliya's wings. Despite this, Eliya was slowly getting through, and that's not mentioning the immense pain Sheol was feeling.
Eliya continued to work through the armor. It wouldn't be long.

"You will not hurt the world of man while I'm here," said the angel. "You will fall today!"

With one final push, Eliya broke through to the heart of Sheol, scattering anything it could use as armor with a flurry of glorious shimmering feathers. He removed his halo once more. The glistening, golden ring expanded until it encircled the andgel's entire body.

"Taste the light of Heaven!" That's when a flood of powerful, heavenly light burst forth like an ocean storm.

From outside, the light dried out the soil that formed Sheol's body and erupted from its back, the light spearing high into the night sky, filling the air around it with a glow of blue before it finally dissipated.
The light engulfed Sheol's Soul as it was hit. As the beam of light, exploded out of Sheol, the soil that made up its body plopped to the ground in a huge pile of dirt, gravestones, and coffins, some broken open. The last part of the monster to die was Sheol's face. It let out a high pitched, pained shriek as it was destroyed from the inside out before its face caved in and formed into another pile of dirt.