A noble-woman long ago holding in her sentiments, yearning to freely soar in the endless sky. An operation from the shadows trying to bind her, wishing to shackle her to the land. One coming into the young woman's life, giving her the world.
Czer spreading his stance, soon bursting through the field. Sol quickly leaping back, witnessing his sharp release. A powerful fiery imprint on the dark ground, its force spreading in the void.
"Don't get hit now, otherwise that might be it." His slight smile to her.
An enemy's immense exertion, scarring the area in their wrath. The mage's sharp vision on him, evading his constant assaults.
Leaping around the field, soon flipping over his strike. Her vision below, freezing over the area. Crushing him with her chilling ice, shortly landing from a distance.
The demon's soon exerting a great force, shattering his prison. Increasing his speed, striking through her. Spilling blood in the distance, instantly surrounding her in thick malice.
Black spears materializing around the the void, soon plunging into its depths. The heavily exploding attack, Sol crashing down from afar.
"Sol!" Lucil's concern.
"Now just stay there while I think about what to do with you, Witch of Heavenly Fate." The man's sinister smile.
Immense pain on Sol, her hastily beating heart. From the deepest shadows, Estelle descending into the abyss. Shortly touching down on the ground, kneeling to the weak mage. Touching their shoulder, her gentle voice.
"I will always be here for you, so let that sun shine from within you." The princess' encouraging words.
Feeling warmth from the person, a familiar energy flowing into the noble-woman. Hearing her companions on the outside, their efforts unable to breakthrough the barrier.
One with her, a small girl relying on the researcher. The mage's exerting force, spreading her fiery energy. Shortly standing up, her purely shining vision of the sun, blood soaking her body.
"Why do you still stand...?" Czer's unrest.
"Not yet..."
"Continuing to defy me will you? Then feel the chains that will forever bind you!" his loud voice.
The thick concentrating space, unleashing black chains everywhere. These approaching shackles, the mage's calm eyes.
Unleashing the shining force within her, meeting the attack with her own shackles. The burning link representing her soul, pushing against the assault.
"What is happening here...?" his unrest tone.
"You will never be able to shackle me." Her sharp voice.
"I won't accept this! Not when I am so close!" yelling at her.
"Lune...if you can hear me. I need your help." Sol calling out to another.
From outside the void, the group standing there. Shortly seeing a small opening, hearing Sol's voice in the depths. Atlalune stepping forward, soon looking back to the rest.
"Only one can enter, so naturally she'd choose you to go in." Cyra's hand on her waist, her slight smile.
"Protect what you have built, and don't let anyone stomp on it." Ava folding her arms.
"All you have to do now, is connect the link." Dabria smiling, her hands behind her back.
"You heard her, time to put an end to this and get back to relaxing on this night." Isa gesturing her hand to the ex-mercenary.
"I'm a bit disappointed that I cannot help, but that just goes to show how much faith she has in you." Elina pleasantly holding her hands to her chest.
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"Bring them both back, we'll be waiting right here for you three." Valor grinning, his hand behind his head.
Fernandez barking his support, an animal grateful to these people. The Seraph facing behind Cyra, softly smiling. These purely streaming sentiments, its powerfully flowing force.
Atlalune nodding her agreement, soon entering into the void. The knight descending into the darkness, seeing the chains of the sun and malice clashing against one another.
"She will never be able to reach here, this is a space I personally created. You will not leave until I say you can." Czer scowling at her.
"You might want to check your crystal ball again!" a sounding voice from above.
The demon alarmingly looking up, seeing the knight rushing down fast. Unleashing her dark blue chains, combining it with her partner's own.
An immense force pushing back the man, his unrest vision on the person landing beside the mage. Lucil seeing them, witnessing the event from the story play out.
"How...?" Czer's quickly beating chest.
"She called, and I came." Atlalune increasing her pressure.
"As you can see, I can always rely on her." Sol's gentle smile ahead.
A knight coming in, protecting the one to her heart. Not allowing the demon to go any further, sounding her spirit in the darkness.
The Sun and Moon Link, two sides of a whole connecting in the endlessly flowing streams. Both expanding their chains, shattering their enemy's own, quickly binding him.
Atlalune stepping aside, allowing her partner to walk onward. Watching them freely soar, shining their warm light into the darkness.
The noble-woman leaping high, an ancient pentagram rapidly spiraling around her. Unleashing the elements on her foe, his wide eyes on the approaching attacks.
Lightning crashing down, trapping him in its electrical cage. Fire sweeping the field, wrapping the fiend in its hellish inferno.
Earth breaking the area, spearing into him from every angle. Those eternally flowing feeling, keeping her pleasant days within her.
A knight forever protecting her, someone coming in her time of need, taking her away from her troubles. The violently reacting pentagram, wind shooting out, crashing down on the demon.
Its many blades cutting into him, revealing the fury in the noble-woman's soul. Light and dark, two sides mirroring one another.
Both sounding their sentiments, unveiling the sun and moon. Atlalune shortly floating back to back with Sol, those companions nodding to the other in agreement.
The many linking days, these eternally branding sentiments. The mage expanding her arms, shortly closing them in. The devil's weak vision, seeing the sun and moon nearing him. Both energies colliding into him, soon devastatingly releasing.
A great power piercing the realm, dispelling the black void in its pure force. Everyone witnessing the clearing light, seeing Atlalune lifting Sol in their arms.
"Why don't you do that for me too, Ava?" Dabria's hands to her chest, frowning a bit at her wife.
"Please stop putting ideas in her head." The goddess sighing in dismay.
A conflict at an end, laughter filling the area. These friends relishing in the dusk with one another, having a small moment with each other. The knight soon setting the mage down on her feet, Lucil running up to Sol, embracing her.
"It is okay now, we will go back to Clea..." The noble-woman's soft voice.
"Thank...you..." The sobbing girl.
"It will take some time for her injuries to heal, but to be on the safe side, I will take a look at her when we get back." Cyra's hand on her waist.
"That would be appreciated." The mage smiling at the demon.
Ava and Isa returning to their previous form, a long night finally at its end. The group soon wrapping the girl in their warm clothes, shortly leaving the headquarters.
Sol holding Lucil's hand, chatting with the small one, answering all of her questions. Atlalune thinking for a bit, coming to a certain conclusion.
Those companions heading forward in the dusk, seeing law enforcement and the Royal Order storming the building. Everyone eventually returning to the mansion later that night, Lucil quickly running up to Clea, hugging her.
"Clea!!!" the girl crying.
"Thank goodness you're back!" the maid kneeling to them, holding the child in her arms.
"Thank you, all of you." Flint's bright smile to them.
"Of course, but we spent so much time on this operation, that we practically missed Christmas." Dabria's hand on her cheek in disappointment.
"Then let's celebrate it now, since Lucil is back." Elina happily resting her hand on her chest.
"I agree, plus that organization is no longer going to be an issue. It doesn't have to be anything fancy, let's just have fun." Isa smiling, gripping her arms.
"Exactly, what do you all say?" Sol looking to her companions.
"I'm down for it as well." Atlalune's hand on her waist.
"Val said he was going to take me to the NetherWorld Haunted tour." Cyra's hand to her chin.
"We can skip that! Let's spend the time with friends!" his fearful voice.
"Very well then." Cyra giggling a bit.
Laughter filling the room, washing away the previous sadness. Everyone agreeing on the plan, quickly getting small things together. Loud sounds filling the room, a movie playing in the background.
Atlalune and Sol sitting on the couch, the knight holding the mage in her arms. Their eyes on the television, watching the Christmas scenes play out.
"I've been thinking, and okay. We can look into adoption." The knight's slight smile to her partner.
"Really?! Then we'll begin looking first thing tomorrow!" the noble-woman happily pressing against her wife.
Joy filling the area, these pleasant emotions flowing in the eternal stream. I never would have expected the night to end like this, but it is nice. Maybe my family has changed, and I still don't know. Though, what I do know, is that Lune and I are taking our next steps forward together.
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Atlalune and Sol--> Eternal Light and Dark
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