Her arm barely missing his head, his sword hitting the ground by her foot. These branding emotions, those leading her path. An individual in her mind, those days of joy. Wanting them again, a chance to claim what she wishes for most. Selfishness of her, blackness increasing from her. Raising her arm, his sword passing her. Locking onto this moment, rapidly colliding her kicks into his body, spinning through. Backflipping, launching him high. Resisting this, scowling at her. An opportunity once more, ascending to that leader. Her approaching claw, pushing down on it. Moving over her, fiercely landing a kick. Heavily colliding into her, the young woman crashing below. Landing from a distance, his careful vision.

"I believe it is time this ends, bear witness to my strongest technique, Isa..." Sharpness from him.

Struggling to her feet, those emotions inside of her. This never dying fire, yearning to save one. Coming far, trampling on innumerable. This person before her, waiting four years. Blood streaming down her body, catching her breath. Blackness circling around her, repairing her injuries. Facing that leader, whiteness enveloping him. Standing on his side, fierceness from him. Bursting through, the hazel one's trembling gaze.

That maiden unable to move, tiring from her venture. Not wishing to give in, this one in front of her. Rapidly assaulting her, spilling blood. Swiftly uppercutting her, sending her above. That devil not able to withstand, the leader locking onto his opportunity. Ascending higher, harshly attacking her. Hitting her below, the demon slamming down. Descending from afar, his blade to the air. Divinity stretching tall, determination in his gaze.

"Farewell, Isa..."

Her hard work, coming far. Giving up her humanity, becoming a demon. Committing atrocities, selfishly pursuing her path. Companions joining along, those believing in her. An innocent individual in the grasp of another, enduring the harshest cruelty. Those from below, feeling this. Bodies spanning far, unease from allies. Many moving forward, screaming out. Efforts to this point, riding along this endless wave. Placing their hopes in her hands, believing in her guidance. Refusing to accept the outcome, that hazel one watching this. The leader crashing down his sword, unleashing a wave of divinity. Shredding the area, that approaching energy.

"Iiisssaaa!!!" Elina screaming out.

High sentiments, her quickly beating chest. Those screaming out to her, one echoing through her. Flowing memories, everything to this point. Meeting a young man, one losing someone important. Maintaining his kindness, quirkiness of another. Victims of the church, this cruel pattern. Clashing against former comrades, many trusting false words. Reaching two, giving her their aid. Hopes and dreams in her hands, that one in blackness. Lying on a road of light, the fading path. Sinking into the darkness, drowning out the voices of others. Someone before her, that innocent companion.

"Isa...forget about me...please, save yourself. If I die, then that is okay. It is fine, so long as you are safe..." Her soft tone.

"N—no...I won't let you..." Struggling from her.

Her body shutting down, this one surpassing her yet again. These frustrating feelings, a leader sullying their ideals. Agonizing of it, her path towards him. Yearning to bring one back into her arms, these undying feelings. That one residing at a crossroad, two directions to her awareness. One to that leader, another to her companion. Thinking on this, wondering on it. Messages in the shadows, her weak body. Facing the man, her attention on him. Glaring at him, his calm posture. His blade afar, not moving from his position, his clear path.

"If you so carry our ideals, then abandon everything else, including Elina. This is your only way to defeat me."

Lowering her head, this frustrating her. Two choices in her hands, little time with her. Wanting to punish this one, another waiting for her. Desiring to save her partner, wishing to bring her home. Two conflicting sides, trying to make sense of it. Her quivering heart, remaining in place. Blissful days from the past, simpleness in those times, yearning for them again. This person before her, one above her standing. Casting out everything else, obtaining a power far above innumerable. Glancing behind, that pure on the other side. Turning to her, seeing her gentle smile.

"Only you carry your ideals. If you believe you can achieve your goal by abandoning me, then do so. If you are safe, then that is enough." Her hands to her chest.

"My ideals..." Her head below.

Flowing sentiments, streaming along an endless line. Those not aware of others, their crossing paths. A chance of an encounter, a miracle of her presence. Remembering this emotion, power on two ends. Closing her vision, blocking out these noises. Feeling her way, malice flowing around her. Hesitation in her actions, not wishing to lose either. This of her weakness, realizing it. Opening her eyes, her attention ahead. Two from afar, her decision in mind. Moving towards the one to her heart, darkness swirling around her. Her feverish resolve, her answer in this.

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"My ideals...no...our ideals. It is not with abandoning everything, it is with holding on, so that we can have a better tomorrow. I will not give up on either..." Standing by her partner, facing that man.

"So, you still cannot see within reason. Then perish, Isa..." His chilling tone.

"That is just it, Armand. We do not see within this reason, because there is more than one. We will continue to oppose you, even if the chances are minuscule at best." Elina’s serious gaze.

"Indeed, feel our desires..." The solemn maiden, her hand on her waist.

Embracing what is within, selfishness guiding her path. Refusing to relent, their reason to oppose. Differences of others, accepting it. Endless conflicts, those finding their way within it. Living their best life, embracing in the presence of one another. Cherishing those to their heart, pursuing what is inside. Facing her partner, both warmly smiling at the other. Elina fading away, the leader no longer there. Blackness engulfing the young woman, her gaze piercing through this darkness. That approaching attack, divinity shredding the area.

Negativity harshly releasing, drawing in the attack. Armand stepping forward, those clashing energies. Massively exerting, blocking out this force. Scowling at the situation, his vision onward. Emerging out of the smoke, dark hair reaching long. Her crimson and gold eyes, her black armor. Spikes along it, her thick gauntlets. Wings of darkness and light, a silver crown on her head. Floating there, calmly looking ahead. Her massive shadowy claw, those pulsing veins, locking onto her foe. Her decision in going forward, evolving to meet this challenge. Unleashing her emotions, her displaying soul.

"What is this...?" his trembling gaze, moving back a bit.

"I will not give up on our ideals, or abandon Elina. This is the magnification of my selfishness, feel my desires..."

Her expanding wings, this enormous pressure. Crushing the area, that deity witnessing the sight. Her attention below, the hazel individual triggering it. A troublesome development, one diving into the depths of despair. Emerging even stronger, unleashing what is inside. Not relenting, her feverish resolve. Blanketing darkness, many around feeling her energy. This shaking them, yet enlightenment inside numerous. Allies urging her on, this moment upon them. Bursting through the field, approaching her target, his high sword. Crashing down on her, this massively exerting force, shattering their surroundings. Her powerful strength, that man sliding back on his feet.

"Everything I have done...it has been for a better future, can you fault me in this?!"

"No, I cannot. Since I wanted the same, but I will not accept it, if it is a world without Elina..."

One above countless, her displaying resolve. Awakening to a grand power, her opportunity at hand. Charging through the field, flying along a road of light. Blackness surrounding her, wings breaking free, no longer in shackles. Soaring far, shouting her soul. This one before her, her relentless determination. Passionate sentiments, these natural feelings. Forcing onward, clashing throughout the area. That nearing one, her feverish heart.

Refusing this development, the lunging foe. Swiftly swinging her claw, hitting his blade to the sky. An alarming moment, his attention above. Ascending high, extending her hand. Grabbing his sword, her vision below. Rushing down at him, crashing into him. Plunging his blade into his chest, slamming him into the land, this devastating turn. A ruinous field, his trembling body, blood flowing out of him.

"I will not let Elina be a tool of your delusion..." Her sharp voice.

Coming far, giving up her humanity. Fineness with it, a deal with a devil. Power reflecting her will, this tremendous display. Four passing years, waiting for her opportunity. One sullying their ideals, a rematch between them. Surpassing him, an ending to this conflict. Her vision on him, trailing down to his hand. An azure flower there, this reacting object. That blue light surrounding her, a strange occurrence. Her vision on the dying man, this one slightly smiling at her. Her hasty heart, that voice from her companion. This Azure Night, a play to make.

I am afraid, but seeing Isa once more. It was like a miracle, I want for us to continue living our lives together. Though, it is impossible. The more of my life is taken, the more Seres comes into our world. All I can do is hold on, to weaken her power. This is how I can protect Isa...

Words ringing through her, her shaking heart. Everything to this point, going against countless. Burning down lands, destroying lives. Committing atrocities, gathering forces against this one. Success in her victory, a pointless win. Her attention on her companion, that one lying on the ground. Her weak vision, the maiden calling out to her. This paining her, that descending deity. Limitation on her power, floating above the ground. Her white armor, a gold crown on her head. The young woman gazing down at her former leader, these frustrating feelings.

"Even...in my demise, I will succeed. I...have stalled long enough..." Faintly smiling at her.

An unnerving situation, this entity before her. Time still remaining, rising from the land. Facing the deity, her quickly beating heart. This immense pressure, an azure light washing through the area. The calm goddess, witnessing this demon’s resolve. Awakening to a higher evolution, surpassing her challenges. Selfishly pursuing her path, the pinnacle of corruption. That mysterious person in between dimensions, her attention below. Her serious expression, this final phase in the conflict. The coldly blowing breeze, two before one another. Opposing the other, each proceeding in their own way.

Can I really stand against a deity...? No...I have to oppose her. There is still time, it is not impossible! Elina...please, hold out just a bit longer...