On the other side of the battlefield, the possessed Dracula brutally slaughtered his enemies. With ease, he ripped off the heads of giants with his bare hands, or burst through their chests by flying through them, causing their massive hearts to crash to the ground, crushing both allies and foes under their sheer weight. He slaughtered fairies, witches, gnomes, elves, orcs, trolls, goblins, shapeshifters, and any who dared oppose him with his sheer might. Sometimes he used his wings to slice his enemies in half, decapitate them, or unleash his destructive magic.
At the height of the carnage, Dracula found himself facing Alicia, Agatha, and Helen the Second. Their battle was intense, a strategic dance against an overwhelmingly fast foe. Alicia countered Dracula's dark magic with her fairy spells, while Helen shapeshifted into various creatures, each transformation showcasing her strength and resilience. Agatha unleashed her formidable powers, and for a moment, they seemed to gain the upper hand.
But then Dracula began his hellish transformation, holding a menacing trident. "Behold my true form," he growled with a hoarse voice. With blinding speed, he knocked them off balance and charged at Agatha, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her into the air. "You're weak, child. You are not like your ancestors and never will be," he sneered, strangling her.
While Dracula monologued, Alicia and Helen recovered. Alicia used her fairy magic to teleport Agatha from Dracula's grip just as Helen, now a female giant, stomped on him, creating a shockwave. Yet, Dracula resurfaced, lifting Helen's giant foot and pushing her aside. She struggled to maintain her stance, inadvertently crushing allies and foes in her uncontrollable backward movements.
As Helen struggled, Dracula flew towards her, ready to unleash his fury. She tried to fend him off with her massive hand, but he phased through and delivered a massive punch to her face, knocking her unconscious and causing her to revert to her normal form.
Alicia unleashed her fairy magic once more, summoning enormous vines from underground. The ground cracked and split as the massive vines, adorned with sharp spikes, erupted towards Dracula, who was midair. He maneuvered through them with his dark magic, blasting some apart and cutting others with his trident, which he spun with deadly grace. Then, with a dark manifestation of his power, he eradicated the vines entirely.
The possessed Dracula charged at Alicia, and they engaged in a fierce battle. Meanwhile, Agatha rushed to check on the unconscious Helen, relieved to find her still breathing.
Alicia and Dracula's fight was vigorous and relentless. Lightning crackled between them as Alicia conjured bolts, which Dracula redirected back at her. She countered effortlessly, their magic filling the air with tremendous energy. Alicia shrank herself to evade Dracula's deadly onslaught, then returned to her normal size to continue the fight.
As Helen began to regain consciousness, Agatha suggested she recover her strength before rejoining the battle. Agatha then went to assist Alicia. Using telepathy, Alicia and Agatha communicated a strategy that caught Dracula off guard. Agatha used her telekinesis to launch herself at Dracula, landing a surprise attack. Combined with Alicia's efforts, they sent him crashing to the ground.
Dracula recovered quickly, but Alicia was ready. She cast a duplicating spell and illusions on Agatha, creating multiple versions of her to confuse Dracula. The illusions struck him repeatedly, each blow landing with tremendous impact before he could react. Frustrated, Dracula struggled to take them out one by one, only to find they kept multiplying.
His frustration grew as he thought to himself, "I cannot lose to these three female descendants."
As Alicia and Agatha's relentless assault continued, Dracula managed to spot the real Agatha. Unleashing a tremendous burst of dark magic, he disrupted the illusions, tossing them aside. Quickly, he hurled dark spikes that struck Alicia's shoulders, pinning her against a rock. She bled profusely as the spikes embedded deeply, and then Dracula threw his trident, piercing her chest. Alicia coughed blood, helplessly pinned and writhing in pain.
With superhuman speed, Dracula seized Agatha by the neck and lifted her, sinking his fangs into her neck to drain her life force. Alicia watched in horror, her ears ringing, her voice faintly calling Agatha's name, struggling to scream for her dear friend who was on the verge of death. Just then, Helen the Second intervened, slamming into Dracula and knocking him off balance. She caught Agatha before she could hit the ground and gently laid her down. Agatha was pale and exhausted.
Helen's eyes filled with concern as she looked at her helpless friends: Alicia impaled against a rock, Agatha drained and weak. Hatred flared in her gaze as she shapeshifted into Dracula's form. Agatha, with blurred vision, faintly called out, warning Helen that maintaining such a form might kill her. But Helen was ready to risk it. She stood firm, ready to confront the possessed Dracula.
With immense speed, they clashed, forearms meeting and creating a massive shockwave. Their eyes locked—Helen's filled with vengeance and hatred, Dracula's with bloodlust and death.
"Taking my form won't aid you much, shapeshifter," Dracula sneered. "While your gifts are impressive, they put a strain on your body, just like your mother's. It runs in your bloodline."
Helen, furious and resolute, responded, "Your death will be swift, Lucifer. You will never live to see the end."
The battle raged fervently, both combatants clashing with unparalleled intensity.
Back and forth, they battled, countering each other's abilities. Their fight extended to midair, a flurry of blows and magic. They seemed evenly matched until the possessed Dracula hurled his trident at Helen. She evaded it by transforming into a swarm of bats, scattering just before the trident struck the ground and extended.
Ultimately, Helen's shape-shifting abilities gave her the edge. She took on various forms, including those of Dracula himself, Alicia and Agatha's deceased parents, and finally, her own mother. This psychological assault, combined with her physical prowess, overwhelmed Dracula. He fell to his knees, defeated.
As Helen, still in the form of her deceased mother, stood over him, ready to deliver the final blow, she began to feel severe pain. Her body strained from the excessive use of her abilities, causing her to cough blood. The possessed Dracula laughed maniacally as he stood, seizing Helen by the neck and lifting her.
"It's a shame you have to die this way, just like Victor killed her," he said, snapping Helen's neck. Agatha watched helplessly, horrified, while Alicia, impaled but not dead, lay unconscious a few feet away. The trident had missed her heart by mere inches.
With her strength waning, Agatha's hand moved to her chest, feeling the necklace containing the blood of Michael. She recalled her deceased father's words:
"Michael himself has given us his blood as a last resort to the descendants of the seeker. There will come a time when Michael's blood will fuse with ours to do the unthinkable. It will no longer strain our bodies and will be passed down from generation to generation. Whatever we can imagine will be made manifest," said the late Tobias in Agatha's memory. "There is power in the blood of Michael."
Drawing upon this recollection, Agatha felt a surge of determination. The blood of Michael was her last hope. Summoning the strength from deep within, she prepared to unleash the ancient power coursing through her veins.
Agatha rose to her feet, clutching the container holding Michael's blood in her right hand. She faced the possessed Dracula, who turned his attention to her as she drank the blood. Using his immense speed, Dracula seized her by the neck and sank his fangs into her. Agatha did not budge. As he drank her blood, Dracula experienced a vision of Agatha and her ancestors safeguarding Michael's legacy until their destiny called. Stunned, he realized Azriel had failed to extinguish this lineage.
"You finally see it, don't you? Everything—the entire truth and prophecy," Agatha said, her composed voice stunning Dracula, fear flickering in his eyes. He wondered how she was still alive and speaking, despite his attempt to drain her blood completely.
Suddenly, Dracula tried to withdraw his fangs but couldn't. Struggling, he found himself tossed aside with one push from Agatha's palm, which forcefully broke his fangs from her neck. He regrew them instantly, watching in horror as his broken fangs fell to the ground and Agatha's neck healed instantly. Life blossomed within her; she no longer looked like a pale, half-dead being. An immense energy and aura flowed within her, and when she opened her eyes, Dracula saw an unprecedented power. Her left eye glowed with a silver aura, her right with a golden one.
"What power is this?" Dracula questioned. "This isn't just the power of Michael. This is something else, something unprecedented, something divine and holy, and it has filled your soul with purity."
"Can this be?" he wondered, his inner thoughts swirling in disbelief as he witnessed Agatha's aura strengthening and reviving both Alicia and Helen. His fear grew as he watched his opponents come back to life, realizing the immense and terrifying power now wielded by Agatha.
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As Alicia and Helen rejoined Agatha, they stood ready to face the possessed Dracula once more. Fear gripped his face before he regained his composure, preparing for battle. In an instant, Alicia, Helen, and Agatha vanished from sight, striking Dracula simultaneously with blinding speed. They attacked relentlessly, not giving him a moment to catch his breath.
Agatha used her telekinesis to immobilize Dracula, while Alicia unleashed her fairy magic against him. Helen transformed into a dragon, unleashing a fiery fury. The combined assault was overwhelming.
With the divine powers within her, Agatha forcefully pushed Lucifer's essence out from Victor Dracula Stone's body. This gave Alicia the opportunity to use her fairy magic to chain up Lucifer's astral form. Agatha then used her divine powers to exorcise and permanently vanquish Lucifer's essence from existence.
As Lucifer's essence dissipated, his extended trident vanished into tiny fiery particles, marking the end of his reign of terror.
Victor Dracula Stone, now freed from Lucifer's possession, was awakened to the truth by Agatha. Using her telepathic and divine abilities, she revealed everything to him, including his history with Clair and the existence of their children. Overwhelmed and heartbroken by the evil he had committed, Victor fell to his knees. He listened to Agatha's instructions and vowed to right his wrongs, acknowledging her deeds.
Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield, Veronica and Brenda's intense fight reached its tragic conclusion as Veronica killed Brenda. Clair, still battling the other Lance sisters, unleashed a burst of power that stunned Miranda, Vera, Ruth, Angela, and Stella. She revealed her horrifying true form, striking fear into their hearts, though they courageously continued to fight.
"I should congratulate you for pushing me this far," Azriel said in her true form. "Not even Michael himself could have escalated our battle to this extent, at least not since the war in heaven."
The atmosphere crackled with lightning and thunder, and a massive gust swept across the battlefield as Azriel soared into the sky, charging up immense dark energy. The battlefield fell silent as everyone, including Dracula, Alicia, Agatha, and Helen the Second, witnessed the true might of Azriel.
Before anyone could intervene, Azriel unleashed her dark energy across the battlefield, wiping out almost everything in plain sight. Those who managed to shield themselves were saved, but many were not so fortunate. Agatha was able to shield herself, Alicia, Helen, and Dracula with her divine powers, while Alicia extended her fairy magic protection spell to her nearby allies, including the Jacobs family.
As the dust settled from Azriel's onslaught, the battlefield lay in ruins, filled with the scent of blood and the sight of brutal destruction. Dead bodies, both allies and foes, were vaporized or mutilated beyond recognition. The surviving heroes and their allies regrouped, their faces marked by determination and resolve. They knew that defeating Azriel would require every ounce of their remaining strength and unity. Agatha, feeling the divine power within her, stepped forward.
"We must stand together," she declared, her voice steady and powerful. "We can defeat her, but only if we fight as one."
The final battle against Azriel was about to begin, with the fate of their world hanging in the balance, as Agatha and her allies fought through obstacles to reach the heat of the battle.
On the other side, Veronica emerged unscathed, her shielding spell absorbing the impact, while Miranda, Vera, Ruth, Angela, and Stella had joined forces, their combined magical energies forming a protective barrier that deflected the lethal blast, safeguarding them from harm.
Impressed by their resilience, Azriel charged toward them with blinding speed. She was too powerful and fast for them to keep up, tossing them aside like ragdolls. Ruth was the first to fall, caught by the neck and brutally torn to shreds midair, her blood raining down and her lifeless head hitting the ground, stunning her sisters in horror.
Azriel unleashed her incredible speed, conjuring thick fogs that shrouded the battlefield, obscuring visibility. Maniacal laughter, sinister giggles, hisses, screams, and screeching echoes reverberated through the dense fog, striking fear into the hearts of the remaining Lance sisters. With stealthy precision, Azriel began to strike, her targets unaware of the horror that awaited them. Next, Angela fell, her levitation spell disrupted as she was caught from midair by Azriel's talons, and then enveloped by her massive wings like a deadly embrace. The wings began to radiate intense heat, incinerating Angela from the inside out. Her charred remains crumbled to the ground, reduced to ash and bones, a grim testament to Azriel's merciless power.
Miranda was decapitated, her blood splashing everywhere, even spilling on Vera’s face. Vera screamed in horror as she witnessed her sister’s head roll towards her. Before she could react, Azriel tore her apart from the chest.
Stella managed to dispel the thick fog, only to witness the brutal deaths of her sisters. Heartbroken and shedding tears, she saw Azriel descend behind her. Azriel placed her left hand on Stella’s shoulder, her sharp extended claws pressing against Stella’s left breast.
"This is just a taste of my true power, Stella. I only let you live so you might reconsider, as I am merciful," Azriel said in a horrifying voice. "Swear your allegiance to me, and I'll spare those you love and even bring back your sisters."
"This is what happens to those who defy my will," she added. At that moment, Veronica approached, holding Brenda’s blood-dripping head. She threw Brenda’s lifeless head towards Stella, where it rolled to her feet. Stella, shaken with a mixture of fear, hatred, and vengeance, watched in horror.
"Mother, it is done. The Lance sisters are dead except for Stella. Should I kill her, Mother?" Veronica asked. "For she is weak."
Stella's eyes filled with a mixture of defiance and sorrow. Despite the overwhelming odds, she looked up at Azriel, her resolve hardening. The battlefield seemed to pause, the air thick with tension and anticipation, as the fate of Stella and the remaining heroes hung in the balance.
Suddenly, in her rage, Stella's blood boiled, and the atmosphere began to tremble, a terrifying storm raging. The ground beneath quaked, and gusts of wind blew angrily. Before Azriel and Veronica could react, Stella unleashed a powerful scream that reverberated across the battlefield, destroying almost everything in sight. The scream shattered through their protections, gravely stunning both Azriel and Veronica.
Agatha and her allies, nearly caught in the onslaught, shielded themselves as Alicia soared into the atmosphere, extending her protection and realizing it was Stella's doing. As the onslaught subsided, Azriel, gravely weakened, reverted to her human form as Clair and fell unconscious. Veronica lay unconscious with severe injuries. Stella, her eyes burning with vengeance and her body crackling with immense power and magic, stood firm in front of Clair, ready to eliminate them both.
Agatha intervened, embracing the furious Stella and gradually calming her. Stella noticed the Jacobs family and Victor Dracula Stone among them. Alicia briefly informed her of Dracula now being on their side, free from Lucifer's possession. Dracula met their eyes, giving a slight nod of acknowledgment, and telepathically commanded Clair's minions to retreat. He then vanished alongside Clair and Veronica back to their domain. The battle was over for now, leaving few survivors.
Alicia stood on high ground and used her magic to undo Clair's darkness over the entire atmosphere, bringing daylight and hope to the people. She addressed their newfound allies with words of hope, wisdom, and encouragement.
"Although the war fought for ages by our ancestors still leaves a scar on each of us, the battle may be fought and won today, but it doesn't mark the end of a permanent victory," Alicia East said. "For thousands of years, humans have transitioned into something remarkable, but how we choose to live will determine our outcomes in life. The supernaturals against the Imperishables will forever be registered in our hearts, creating a new path and a beginning to a brighter future. To everything, there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to destroy and a time to rebuild, a time to mourn and a time to smile. But it's our time to ensure a better future, a better world to leave a mark on for our loved ones to follow as a guide, just like our ancestors did before us. Together, we can make that happen as one, as a family."
The survivors agreed in one accord, accepting Alicia's heartfelt words. Peace reigned between the resistance and their newfound allies in unity with humans. Agatha and Alicia chose not to erase the memories of humans despite it being done ages ago by their ancestors to prevent humans from being traumatized by past wars. Instead, Alicia restored all human memories, instilling in them that the past should not haunt them but serve as a sign of hope. Even in the face of adversity, they would overcome together as one.