Dark and light with each other, not allowing one another to suffer. These simply guiding sentiments, its powerful force setting the way towards the future.
Rose folding her arms, feeling the warmth from the shining light. Witnessing the gentle embrace of the darkness, a great force protecting the other. The Seraph looking to the maiden, their gentle smile.
"Thank you, Cyra..."
"It is my turn to defend you, like you have done for me." Her soft tone, glancing back to her guardian.
Two hearts with one another, standing by the other's side. The settling energy, the two looking to the damage, a process stopping half way in. Heaven's Gate in view, a place connecting through many chains.
Some injures on the Seraph, someone not backing down. An individual learning from the maiden, constantly reaching for the slimmest possibility.
"Damn...I was so close..." Anger from Hades.
"There is no escape Hades, our battle will be right here." Cyra's serious vision on him.
A heart running along her road, many at her side. Their resolve against the Dark Lord, each believing in her chance. A will eternally opposing their enemies, standing against the mightiest powers.
Hades unsheathing his blade, ancient symbols burning on it. Extending his long blade to his right, glaring at the maiden. Cyra's arm afar, her sharp vision on her foe.
"Is that so? I am aware of the enormous malice you hold. And so, I will have you bend to my will." His calm tone.
"Are you so sure about that?" her slight smile.
"What do you mean?" his sharp eyes on her.
"Go ahead and try." Gesturing her arm to him.
A heart from the abyss steadily coming into reality, malice tearing away at her arm. The intensifying darkness, this powerfully flowing black force. Hades directing his hand at her, pulling her energy towards him.
The rushing negativity, colliding against him, blasting him away. Sliding back on his feet, uneasily looking at her. Watching her morphing arm, witnessing it massively expanding into a shadowy claw of a dragon.
His trembling vision, seeing her burst onward. Dark energy tearing through the field, hitting against the seal. Crashing her arm into his blade, both circling one another, her immense strength continuously shaking his body.
"Wait...can it be...?" his unrest.
His growing unease, his eyes on a great being from the shadows. A heart coming into reality again, walking along her dark road. Hades pulling away, raising his blade above. Shortly slamming it into the floor, unleashing an enormous dark wave.
Surrounding her in its might, her sharp vision on him. Withstanding its crushing force, soon emerging out of the smoke from above. Diving to him, crashing her blade from her shoe into his weapon. Sending him back on his feet, the Dark Lord's eyes on her landing from afar.
"Bringer of Demise...Iconoclast." Scowling at her.
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Rose carefully observing the battle, witnessing the maiden's steady progression. A person's instability, concerning with the one below. The Dark Seraph reaching for their own goal, racing after the light at the end of this nightmare.
Cyra's hand on her waist, her calm vision on the Lord of Darkness. Her flowing malice, her pressure immensely crushing down on Hades.
"Correct." Looking to her claw, clenching it in and out.
A heart in the darkness, someone pushing forward, reaching after her deepest desire. An individual carrying the hopes and dreams of others, feverishly forcing onward. Her eyes on the Dark Lord, seeing his unrest. Her hasty movements, shortly appearing before him.
Slightly turning, rendering a high kick into his stomach. Her crushing impact, sending him flying to the air. Instantly vanishing, rushing over her foe. The maiden crashing her foot into his back, hitting him towards the seal. Diving to him, striking him with her claw.
"Gyah...!!"
One from deepest abyss rising to the surface, a heart enduring the weight on her psyche. Her wildly raging sentiments, someone refusing to remain quiet. Many along with her, shining light on her road.
A devil running through her route, her hand towards the end of this nightmare. Hades colliding into the seal, the ancient energy activating, burning away at their body.
"Argh!!"
The young woman touching down on the land, her calm eyes to the Lord of Darkness falling to the ground. Anger in the dragon's vision, slowly rising to his feet. Hades raising his hand, malice circling high.
Negative energy leaving Cyra's body, her hand to her chest. Her gaze on a soul rushing out, floating in the air. Rose slowly floating back, sharply looking at the Dark Lord commanding the Harmonizer's abilities.
Black lightning crashing around the field, familiar energies returning. The slightly scowling maiden, her eyes on the Accursed's emerging from the shadows. Greed, Wrath, Envy, and Lust.
The Four Generals before her again, an unsettling situation to her. The Dark Seraph's hand to her chin, an occurrence outside of her calculations.
"Oh come now, you do not believe I would stay dead forever." Wrath bowing, a smirk on his face.
These enemies in front of her, the Harmonizer's ability bringing them back, this great power with Hades. The young woman's igniting spirit, flowing along the endless stream.
Carrying these purely burning emotions, her will to rise to her challenge. Greed remembering their pain, harshly roaring at the maiden. Lust bashing his whip against the ground, glaring at her.
"Come now, Greed, let's repay her for the pain she has dealt onto us." Lust's cold voice.
Cyra stepping back a bit, analyzing her foes. Hades immediately gaining the advantage, these five in one place. An entity not giving in, keeping her eye on her path.
Everything within her reach, her wish to see the dusk through to its conclusion. A war in its final phases, a battle in either sides hands.
"Cyra, I do believe you can end this. Show me a miracle." Envy's fist to his chest.
"I continue to wonder whose side you are on." Wrath glancing back to him.
A person fighting through the dusk, overcoming her many challenges. Her actions from the past, these memories steadily coming back to the Dark Knight.
An individual crushing her obstacles, bringing forward miracles. Envy's partner at his side, hitting their hoof against the ground. Both in alignment, their high faith in her.
"I still carry my knight's pride, and so. While my body may not listen, I will put my faith in the one that can bring an end to it all." Envy's calm voice.
"There might be a way to free Envy from Hades. I will have to bet on that chance..." Her serious vision.
Her efforts long ago, a person trying to break a contract on the knight. Her failure to do so, the young woman taking a chance with a seal. The Dark Lord's powerful grip on the man, someone unable to save a friend.
Another opportunity to her, locking onto her chance. Running along her route, piercing through the shadowy hands. Hades shortly behind the four, those five looking at the demon.
"See? You will never be able to defeat me so long as I have this body." Hades chuckling.
A great being before these mighty entities, carefully analyzing her situation. From high above, Rose positioning her arms in a thinking posture.
One requiring Cyra's success, a problem growing worse with each passing moment. Lust lashing his whip into the floor, Greed soon stepping forward.
"Go now Greed! Take your revenge against her!" Lust commanding.
The charging fiend, shaking the land around it. The monster leaping high, Cyra glancing back. Another approaching presence, Wrath's nearing scythe.
Instantly shifting her attention to Envy, the knight closing in with his spear, his partner following behind. These enemies around her, the maiden linking a path towards the Tamer of Beasts.