That third class ahead, those enemies around them. Another to combat, nearing her goal. Her vision in mind, that pure one waiting at the end of this blackness. Racing in this loneliness, trailing shadowy hands. Foes surrounding her, cutting through them. Her target before her, her concentrating negativity. Scattering allies, clashing against members of the church. People around, some shockingly looking, others fleeing. That maiden unleashing her malice, smashing it against the ground. Blasting away her opponents, this creating an opening for her friends. Dashing forward, the third class moving away. Pursuing her, this heavy wind. Finding herself in front a massive wall, enormous artilleries within them.
"During your time in imprisonment, we have improved weaponry. In case of an attack such as this." Rei's firm stance.
This challenge before her, gigantic weapons. Her time in imprisonment, limitation on information. Not in awareness on this, an unsettling situation. Steadily moving weapons, homing in on her location. Malice secreting from her body, analyzing the field around her. Those from afar, witnessing this. A calamity upon the world, bringing demise in the wake of her despair. Feverishly progressing, damning innumerable. Yearning for times of old, one waiting for her. Her katana afar, carefully observing. Artilleries firing, that crimson light. Her widening vision, leaping above. The attack crashing below, heavily exploding. Scarring the field, smoke filling the area, this unnerving development. Landing, gazing at her foe, that enemy rushing at her. Their connecting blades, pushing against one another.
"You were one of our best, everyone thought that one day you could have even rivaled Armand. You never stopped, and that greed led to all of this." Anger in her voice.
"You should know, around that time. I was harshly demoted, but that was fine. I found a new way of life, not needing to go any higher." Her serious eyes.
"If that was true, then you would not have attacked our leader!"
Stepping around the young woman, swiftly assaulting her. Motioning her blade, blocking the attack. Pressing against Rei's weapon, dropping to the ground. That descending sword, rolling out of the way. Artilleries firing once more, enormousness in this. Crimson light approaching its target, striking the maiden. Heavily colliding into the area, smoke filling the area. Flying out of it, hitting down from afar. Malevolence secreting from her, slowly repairing her injuries. Falling into blackness, those originally together in the past. Blood streaming from her, pushing herself to her feet.
"You have always been someone with an unrelenting resolve. Even now, once you have your mind set...you do not stop..." Grimness from her.
"I will not stop...not until Elina is safe. Not until that man pays for sullying the ideals we carried..." Stepping back a bit, balancing herself.
"Do not play the victim here, Elina is in good hands. Living a more fulfilling life of her choice, and only you are making a mockery of what we cherish!" harshness from her.
"Heh...so, that is another lie he is spouting..." Faintly smiling.
A clever individual, having many in line. Pulling strings from the shadows, none knowing better. Establishing an idea, those believing in it. Secrecy in blackness, his intention in mind. Those not in awareness on actuality, living in ignorance. Once within it herself, sickening of it. That one of innocence, memories ringing through the young woman. An existence of her choosing, a farce in it. Not wishing to give up her life, truth in those feelings. Selfishly pursuing her path, refusing to relent. Those artilleries targeting the maiden, her vision on them.
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That foe ahead of her, connecting these lines. Racing in this darkness, reaching for the faintest light. Those firing weapons, her heightening senses. Dashing onward, narrowly avoiding the assault. Hitting the ground, massively exploding. Emerging out of the smoke, nearing her enemy. Rapidly assaulting this one, pushing back her opponent. Circling the other, flying sparks. Her slight steps, that sword barely missing the devil’s chest. Her intention in mind, those artilleries locking onto her. Firing once more, this approaching crimson light. Adjusting her footing, dashing back.
"You will have to do better than this, Isa!"
This ringing voice, that one behind her. Rapidly attacking, sharpness in it. Hitting her forward, colliding into the blast. Enormousness of the explosion, smoke filling the area. That clearing energy, remaining on her feet. Struggling from her, her lowering body. Blood streaming down her, this immense heat. Resisting it, blackness secreting from her. An azure light steadily surrounding her, the third class stepping away. An influence coming from afar, its direction from the Temple of Seres. Strangeness in this, that energy merging with her malice. Nearing her goal, negativity harshly releasing from her.
"Why do you still rise...?" unease from Rei.
"I will not stop...not until Elina is safe. I will not stop, not until Armand is dead..." Heavily breathing.
This turning wheel, a decision not yet in place. A way to grasp what she is desiring most, that one at the end of this nightmare. An enemy mocking their lives, dictating their way. Lying to countless, this infuriating her. That innocent person, someone loving life. Brightness from that girl, those joyful days. Wanting them again, approaching her desire. Her claw afar, her growing nails. Bursting through, Rei charging at her. One once a sword, steeling herself, hardening her heart.
A pure individual entering into her life, creating a crack. A point of vulnerability, that weapon deteriorating over time, eventually shattering. Something new coming, another way to live. Losing everything, reforging herself, her flexible state. Closing in on her foe, moving her arm. Avoiding the strike, crashing her talon into the chest of this one. Crushing her armor, streaming blood, hitting her into the wall ahead. A moment to act, those weapons charging once more.
Approaching them, hastily acting, rapidly striking her targets. Those exploding artilleries, that crumbling wall. Landing below, Rei rising to her knee. Her attention above, shortly shifting it to the young woman. That turning demon, soon walking away. This devastating situation, those objects crushing down on the third class. Rubble piling high, a conflict no more. Isa shortly stopping, her attention by her foot. An azure flower, another from that precious individual. Kneeling to it, touching the object. This disintegrating before her, that blue light surrounding her, hearing Elina's voice.
So many lands I have been to since your imprisonment this year, my body is not so strong. Whenever I get tired...they would whip me. Still, the pain I physically feel, it does not compare to what I am feeling internally. I wondered why they were doing this...but then I overheard someone. That every four years, there is an Azure Night, and the next one is in four years. Isa, I hope you can somehow free yourself from your confinement...
Four years prior of this, shortly after her imprisonment. Those abusing this innocent one, these frustrating feelings. A pure heart, one serving them. Her hard efforts, brightness from her. Those taking this away, dragging her everywhere. Punishing her, anything towards their wish. That entity in between dimensions, one bearing witness to these events. Conflict around every corner, never ending of it. Those resisting this reason, a devil committing atrocities. Wishing for the best, little time remaining. That young woman rising from the land, nearing her goal, her deep rage.
An Azure Night, that is around the corner, this much is for certain. I am coming Elina...you will no longer have to be afraid. You will not have to feel pain or sorrow anymore, I am almost there...