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"Cattalina…! You…! Is this your idea of a "revenge", you pathetic hooker?! You bring me your revived daughter and make her fight me? Do you want her to die again so badly?!"
"We are not afraid of you anymore," Erika said. "I am not afraid, I never was!"
"Hmph, damn brat, who do you think you are?!" Sathan roared angrily, her Aura surging, resembling a giant demoness encompassed in a dress of blood and shadows, her Demonic Spirit. "Will you keep your promise?!"
She looked at Blake and Dylan, as the two nodded confidently.
"Of course, we will," nodded Blake, as he saw the trio of Summoners sneak into the city, beginning to summon even more Familiars behind Sathan's back. "So go now, Sathan, fight Erika. And stop being a coward."
"Coward you say…" Sathan gritted her teeth.
"I AM NO COWARD! PREPARE TO DIE, CHILD! THIS TIME… I'LL KILL YOU WITH MY OWN HANDS!"
