The land was riddled with bodies. The soil tainted with blood. The ash rose from the scorched and mixed in with the air.

“AHa! ahhaha! AHAHAHAHA~!"

Though his form non-human like, the laughter of a mad-man filled the land. He was kneeling down, restricted by the magical circles flying around him. He struggled, struggled to compose his laughter.

"HAH~AHA... HAHA..."

A wounded woman stood before him, with absolute contempt in her eyes. She scowled and kicked him.

"Well!? Aren't you a happy one?!"

She continued to kick him, venting her anger and worsening her ragged leg.

"You killed everyone!"

The mad-man accepted her kicks with a smile on his face. Rather then being hurt, he was amused.

"AHAHAHAHAA~~! YESS!! I AM! I ABSOLUTELY am! Wait till I get out of these chains and finally kill you for good! oh~ this is totally exciting! i can finally be alone and perfect!"

The woman gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. In only matters, the mad-man would finish analyzing her restriction magic and would once again be free.

"You are insufferable."

The mad-man broke out into laughter again.

"Pfft- hahahaha.... well, do not worry. You won't have to deal with me in a moment."

The woman sighed, but a hint of a smile was present on her face.

"I guess, yeah. I won't have to deal with you anymore."

The mad-man enthusiastically responded.

"Good! That's the spirit. Lose all hope and just let me win."

"Oh, I don't know about that."

"Wha?"

Magic started shifting in her body as she raised her tattered arm and placed her palm in front of his face. The mad-man raised an eyebrow.

"What's this? A final suicide attack? And I thought you were better then that."

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The woman responded in a satisfied voice.

"Oh, it is a suicide attack alright. And this one is gonna pack a punch."

A white screen-like thing appeared in front of her palm in a hexagonal shape and slowly, some foreign characters started appearing on it.

[कालः तं कुटिलमार्गे नीतवान् आसीत्

सः सिद्धिं प्राप्तुम् इच्छति स्म, परन्तु तस्य स्थाने क्रोधं प्राप्तवान्

हा, तस्य पापं क्षणिकं विस्मरतु पृथिवी,

नष्टात्मना हि क्षणं प्रत्यागमिष्यामि]

The mad-man's facials distorted on sight as he recognized the characters.

"W-wait! How!? I-I Destroye IT!"

He stumbled on his words. He could not believe his eyes.

"What~? Now, did you really destroy it or was that just your imagination?"

The woman continued in an almost teasing-like tone. The hexagon started to turn to a darker color until it became murky-black.

"Y-you impudent BRaT! Do you have ANY idea of how... mAny! yeARs! I have worked my ass of for this moment!?"

"A century. Now shut up."

The woman responded quickly. After her response the hexagon turned into a gooey substance and latched onto the mad-man's shoulder.

"W-Wait! Let me at LEAST finish my monologue!"

The woman rolled her eyes as she imitated him.

"Oh~ I was finally going to rid this world of impure and be perfect and yada yada, whatever, I get it."

The hexagon, now a gooey-substance, started growing on the mad-man's shoulder.

"Oh you think you are sly, huh?! Even if you turn time back and bring the Ajooni back, I. will. still. win! He can't hold a candle in front of my powers!"

The mad-man retorted as he frantically moved in hopes of knocking the gooey-substance off of his shoulder.

"Well, then let's make a bet. I bet I will have the last laugh."

The woman made a bet. There was absolutely no reason to make the bet nor was there any reason for the mad-man to accept the bet as weather he won the bet or lost it, the result would be either one of them dying. But the mad-man liked bets, and even in the situation where he was being sent back in mere moments, he accepted.

"ha! sure, I accept! I bet I will have the last laugh!"

By now, the mad-man was covered whole by the gooey substance, excluding his mouth. As the gooey-substance crawled over to his mouth, he tried to say something but it was muffled.

The woman raised her hand and clenched it into a fist. She hovered it above his head and blood flowed out. The blood flowed and filled the characters etched into the gooey-substance and glowed a bright color.A small sphere started to emerge from her palm

The woman muttered in a hushed voice, "واپس" and the gooey-substance started falling in of itself and disappeared.

The woman stood there for a while before dragging her ragged body along with her to a boulder. She sat down while gasping for air and rested her back. She inspected her hand she had used for the spell. The blood trickled down from the tips of her finger to her wrists and to her elbow.

She sighed and laughed to herself.

"haha... how ironic..."

A small purple colored sphere started to emerge from her palm and started to twirl around her arm's length. The woman chuckled and brought the sphere closer to her mouth and muttered.

"Go. Lead her."

The sphere shot up into the sky and flew until it was not visible to the eye. The woman looked its way one last time and sighed to herself again.

"اس مرتبا"

She raised her palm high and magic once again started to shift, but this time it shook violently. The shaking got more and more intense as time passed and finally it stopped at her command.

"Shatter"

and she disappeared into nothingness.