A tactical enemy, the maiden tracking each instance. Analyzing the battlefield, routing her way to a solution. Refusing to stop here, reaching her hand for the light at the end of this nightmare.

Malice ferociously burning from the Accursed, his many assaults. The young woman touching down a few times, soon gaining her balance. Slightly glancing from left to right, the air thickening around her.

Her foe closing in, his scythe striking at her rib. Cyra dropping to the ground, rolling out of the way, an attack barely passing her back. An enemy continuing his pursuit, striking at her feet.

That demon leaping high, evading the attack once more. An agile devil, yet the air presenting disadvantages. His eyes on the young woman above, a smirk coming to his face.

"It's over..."

An entity underneath the blood moon, its light shining down on her. One steadily returning, her sharp eyes on her target below. Falling to the earth, her foe closing in.

Striking through her, her image fading away. Her chilling gaze on him, Wrath shortly looking back, seeing her approaching from behind. Her blade reflecting her opponent, stabbing through him.

This unflinching enemy, calmly floating there. The young woman analyzing her situation, weighing her current options, shortly locking onto a way to breakthrough.

"Hm hm, you can't kill what is deathless." His proud voice.

An immortal enemy, someone able to withstand deadly attacks. Her mind on the chance, keeping her eye on a tiny opportunity. One from the farthest abyss steadily surfacing, moving towards the top again. A soft heart pushing onward, her unwavering resolve.

Withstanding the damage on her psyche, forcing forward with her feverish soul. Running after her past, those slowly clearing memories. A message still with her, light existing in the deepest of darkness.

"Hmm..." Her solemn vision.

The coldly blowing breeze, two in a steadily turning wheel. Each reaching towards the end, wishing for their desire. The maiden removing her blade from the fiend, watching his instantly revealing scythe.

Striking down at her, that young woman immediately dashing away. Negativity crashing below, shockwaves tearing through. Plunging her sword into the earth, blocking the force.

This heavy impact pushing her back, sending her sliding along her feet. Her vision soon on the chuckling fiend, visualizing her path, feeling dark energy compressing by the moment.

"Look around you demon." Expanding his arms.

A heart in the darkness, embracing the horrific dusk. A terrifying entity approaching with the passing hour, nearing her complete awakening. The young woman's vision around her, witnessing the energy waves surrounding her.

This crushing malice, a trap for her. Thinking back, tracking his movements to the current point. A clever Accursed, someone stringing her into his plan. The maiden not backing down, hastily analyzing the situation.

"Farewell..." His serious eyes on her.

His hand to the air, malice leaving his body, sinking the power everywhere into the land. Their meeting eyes, this great opponent before him. Wrath unleashing his assault, dark rays racing down at her.

Countless attacks closing in, her heightening senses. Stardust leaving her body, breaking apart into pure energy. Moving through in a spiritual state, evading the many assaults.

Countless attacks colliding into the land, rubble flying above, blackness tearing apart the area. The maiden rushing behind him, taking to her physical form. Her enemy calmly floating there, enduring her swift uppercut, a force shattering the surrounding earth.

This unmoving enemy, his weapon stretching far. That demon stepping away, her mild vision on the problem. Seeing the light along her road, racing down her path.

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"When will you learn, I cannot die!"

Immediately facing her, the Accursed vanishing from his position. Instantly appearing below her, striking down with his fearsome scythe. The young woman leaping away, his weapon narrowly missing her stomach.

A foe not stopping, disappearing once again. Shortly revealing before her, his weapon approaching her head. The maiden falling to ground, evading the attack. Her foe quickly twirling his scythe, lunging down at her.

Feeling the waves of his weapon, the devil rolling out of the way, avoiding another assault. Balancing on her knee, her gaze on the deathless opponent.

"One..." Her sharp vision.

One underneath the bleeding light, a curse branding on her since her birth. An individual constantly resisting, feverishly opposing her enemies.

This great challenge before her, keeping firm on her route. A heart refusing to stop, reaching for the smallest chance. Her slowly rising emotions, hatred unveiling in her darkness. Standing from the land, her crouching stance.

Her blade reflecting Wrath's image, her unrelenting eyes on him. Running after her past, bringing many with her. Those supporting her, the maiden wishing to give back the light to them.

"You're very persistent, you know that?" shrugging at her.

A never stopping demon, someone rising to her challenges. Keeping her steady path, linking towards her solution. An individual accepting her faults, proceeding as herself.

Embracing her imperfections and selfish desires, ascending to a height far above others. Nearing her past, enduring the pain. A person losing much, these feelings eternally with her.

Dashing to her opponent, stretching her sword afar. Wrath extending his scythe, the two locking eyes. Their instantly clashing weapons, a shockwave ripping through the area.

"You just won't give up." His stern expression on her.

The maiden's tormenting years, these memories becoming more clear. Efforts over her time, refusing to remain in silence. A devil continuously pushing onward, turning the tiniest chance into an actuality. Her fading appearance, an afterimage once more.

Wrath glancing back, witnessing her revealing from behind him. Immediately striking across him, a powerful exertion tearing apart the area, corpses from small animals scattering in the field.

Cyra stepping back, watching the Accursed chuckle again. Her clam vision on him, coming closer to her opportunity. This unique enemy before her, a slim light in the darkness. That fiend expanding his arms, soon facing her.

"That doesn't even tickle hm hm." Devilishly smiling at her.

Formidable foes in the dusk, nightmares reflecting into reality. Horror around each end, one within its madness. An individual tackling the conflict, wrapping many in her warmth, granting them miracles.

Moving closer to her past, her unrelenting heart. A person constantly surpassing her limits, deeply holding onto her belief. An entity consuming in hatred, yet something more existing within her.

The Accused extending his weapon, that maiden bracing herself. Witnessing his increasing malice, the mist thickening everywhere.

"Two..." Locking onto her approaching moment.

Running along her path, reaching for the light at the end of this nightmare. Her flowing sentiments, a demon forcing onward. Proceeding down her direction, steadily breaking her seal.

Both rushing at the other, clashing once again, an enormous shockwave tearing through the area. The young woman pushing against him, Wrath slowly moving her back.

Shortly breaking her guard, instantly launching a flurry of dark waves. Cyra dashing away, leaping from one point to the next. That assault tearing apart the field, crumbling the statues, shredding animals to pieces.

Massive parts of the land to the air, soon falling back to the ground. A heart continuously racing onward, trying to claim what is inside. These eternally branding emotions, the action from one leading to a chain of sorrow.

The young woman choosing to become the enemy, silencing countless over her years. One underneath the bleeding light, this great force in the dusk. A last wave rushing to her, that demon leaping high, avoiding it.

Wrath's attention to the sky, witnessing the maiden's blade to the air. Her fierce gaze on him, descending on her opponent, concentrating the negativity. Increasing her malice, crashing down into the monster's scythe.

Compressing the energy inside Rebellion, shortly violently releasing it. A gigantic explosion flooding the area, shattering the Accursed's guard. Seizing her opportunity, immediately striking through him. Her feet touching the earth behind him, her back facing her foe.

"It is pointless, you cannot kill an immortal." His proud voice.

"And three." Her calm tone.

"I have not an idea on your rambling. No matter, I believe it is time...!"

His freezing body, unable to move. His shaking vision, uneasily glancing back to her. An unlikely situation, the maiden homing in on her moment. Seeing it through to its conclusion, connecting her line towards her trap.

An entity's unwavering resolve, someone turning the smallest chance into a reality. Carrying her dread for years, choosing to face up to her actions.

Embracing her sins, not allowing anyone to silence her path, nearing her deepest desire with the passing hour. Her thickening darkness, looking behind to the fiend.

"Why can't I move...?" Wrath slightly trembling.

"I was not attacking your vessel, but your soul. You should not have been careless to take so many hits." Facing him.

Her deeply striking words, an individual determining a play in this unfavorable situation. Her intensifying darkness, soon walking around. Shortly standing in front of the fiend, her piercing crimson eyes on him. A chill running down his spine, seeing this demon before him.

A person slowly taking her stand at the top, withstanding countess injuries in the dusk. Someone grasping the tiniest chance, making it into a reality. An entity opposing reason, powerfully displaying her heart.