Nakaumura was wearing Anastasia as a suit of armor hiding himself behind her.
The large angel rushed towards her, wavering from side to side, its small legs were barely enough to keep it standing as it swung its arms towards Anastasia.
“Cut”.
The angel was cut down the middle, split in half but it still hasn’t fallen as it pieced itself back together.
Shinji was hiding behind the angel making it act as a meat shield as a glowing orb began to gather energy on his fingertips.
The angel rushed towards him once more as Anastasia kept dodging him masterfully, her form was elegant and serene.
From the tip of her fingers shot out a burst of fire aimed towards Shinji, Hestia immediately interrupted the attack absorbing the fire into herself.
“I’ve seen you before, you, you are with the hero are you not? Yet I couldn’t fathom why you would ever do this”?
“Who the hell are you”.
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Anastasia began to split herself into halves, complete clones that are perfectly identical to one another. Those clones then further created more until there were an uncountable number of them.
The angel began to walk through the sea of clones, the clones were crushed instantly by the angel’s foot, the angel’s body was a special case, a summon is a creature that exists and doesn’t exist at the same time, a creature uneffected by changes to its body.
The clones just surrounded the angel clawing at it and slightly scratching its skin, it was as if the clones have only a single command issued in its mind.
Asami immediately analyzed the situation, the weakness of his cloning ability.
“He only has a single mind throughout all of his clones, it’ll be difficult for him to mutitask”.
“Do not fret girl, this fire shall incinerate her to a char”.
A golden ball of fire was lifted above Hestia’s head, a shining glimmering flame reflecting the dimming lights above.
The fire shot down like a bullet burning everything in its wake, all of the clones incinerated, the fire crackled and burnt the air yet the angel walked through the fire completely uneffected as it walked back towards its summoner trying to take the place of Asami’s left arm once more, only to be met with the left arm already being healed.
The angel collapsed onto its knees with a thud as it had no idea what to do, all it could do was to follow orders.
From within the flames came out a muddled voice.
A black slime bursted from beneath the ground, a human like figure spawned from the slime, a hunched over man with tired eyes as if he had seen death millions of times, he had this aura of despair around him like millions of souls crawing towards his feet. His dimmed yellow eyes with ghost like white hair, he wore a ragged cloak and chains around his arms, bruises and tears unbefitting of a god but a slave.
”Thanatos, kill all of them”.