The rest of their army was killed by the sword that came out of the rider’s mouth. And the birds feasted on their dead bodies until they couldn’t eat any more.
He held seven stars in his right hand. A sharp sword with two edges was coming out of his mouth. His face was like the sun shining in all its brightness.
The beast and the ten horns you saw will hate the prostitute. They’ll destroy her and take away her expensive clothes; they’ll devour her flesh and burn her with fire.