Across a hidden scope, within the vegetation of the forest not far away from the Evernight's headquarters, with great intent in his eyes, a figure wearing a large overbearing dark cloak with multiple illusory tentacles wiggling beneath his feet, The Fool, or Half Celestial Worthy spectates from a distance the battle between the Evil Spirit and Servant of Concealment.
With already a hundred fire balls swirling in the sky, a catastrophic weather destroying the surrounding nature, and darkness that eats away to block or nullify any attacks, Arianna and Medici Einhorn Sauron's blade met over and over again.
But Arianna appears to be in a disadvantage as Medici's attacks became more effective, his abilities became even more destructive.
The sight of the losing Arianna, the future projection Klein Moretti raises his hands towards Arianna.
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"Just give up already, woman! There's no point in doing this anymore, we won, your deity lost!" Medici Sauron Einhorn shouted at the top of his lungs while continuously battering a fallen Arianna who was on the ground with his sword.
Sparks set off throughout the whole surrounding, burning patches of grass, exploding craters, guns being fired from the church and aurora order.
Arianna defended herself with whatever she have, but all she did was blocked fatal slashes coming into for her body, some sides of her still ended up with deep wounds, blood dripping, and staining her torned open clothes.
Medici Sauron Einhorn, the evil spirit's body dripped with copius amounts of blood all over his body, effectively bathing himself in it.
His black armor stained, and chipped, some parts even missing, his body covered in multiple wounds, it appears Arianna dealt heavy damage upon the evil spirit before falling down, resulting in his current outrage.
Suddenly, Arianna's spirituality suddenly replenished itself, as if she never uses any, yet the damage and wounds were still there.
"Die, as the pathetic, useless, homewrecker you are!" The evil spirit raised his steel sword covered in hot burning flames above his head, illumating his entirety, ready to strike Arianna down, but Arianna didn't falter as she made one last stand to stab back the Evil spirit with her sword.
Her eyes glowed as it met the Evil Spirit's as they rushed towards each other.
SLASH
A grin then appeared on Medici Sauron Einhorn's cheek, two seperate mouth with sharp teeths representing the other two did, as their blade managed to slash onto something, feeling flesh being torned wide open.
"Haha- huh?!" Yet for some reason, the Evil Spirit's smile slowly dissappeared the moment he felt something wrong happened.
Taking in upon closer inspection, the blue visual cue which is supposed to be Arianna, the one he's intending to slash slowly glimmered and dissappeared like a fog, turning white.
Now, instead of a slashed towards Arianna, it appears his attack was redirected towards Ouroboros, a king of angels, a snake of fate, the same as Will Auceptin who's particapting in the war too.
His attention focused against the pope, was slowly taken away as Ouroboros felt from his neck to his waist, his body was carved wide open by a steel sword from behind.
"You bitch!" The Evil Spirit angered went through the roofs as his attacks was redirected, attacking his ally, his turned his head in all directions, searching for the servant of concealment.
"Excuse me, it seems your sword is in my waist." Ouroboros casually pointed the sword stuck in his belly, ignoring the pope, his opponent, but was then ignored by the Evil Spirit.
"Never fight a Servant of Concealment at night." Arianna's voice echoed throughout the battlefield, as she suddenly appeared right in front of Ouroboros as her figure slowly become transparently clear, illuminated by the crimson moon that hungs up in the sky, holding her bone sword.
Stab
Plunging her sword with great force, and with the aid of spirits augmenting her physicality to several magnitudes higher than she ever did in her entire life, Arianna's sword dimmed the whole surrounding, taking away every bit of hope which is light, and went on to carved their way onto the two Angels, Ouroboros and the Evil Spirit.
"Now!" But Arianna didn't dare try to stay any longer within near their presence as she dashed away, finding ludicrous for the danger they brought for disastrous, her existence disappearing into the darkness.
With the pope holding the sealed artifacts, aimed towards the two king of angels, fullfilling the conditions and taking away the danger it brought forth.
Ouroboros and the Evil Spirit suddenly got pulled back as a massive door with multiple large corrupted hands grabbed a hold of them, pulling them in.
The Evil Spirit was frantic, he tried to resist in whatever ways he can, from shooting fireballs, summoning even a large storm, but it was all futile, yet Ouroboros by his side was rather indifferent and didn't care much and just let the two of them get sucked in.
"You motherfu-!" Before he could even finish his sentence, the door closes with a large bang, and slowly dissappeared.
Huff Huff Huff
The Aurora order, with the 22 oracles watched their leaders get beaten, and immediately called for a retreat.
The church pushed them away, but didn't make any further chases after quite a distance.
Cheering then erupted in celebration of their victory against the cult.
Arianna stood by the side, as she gasped heavily for air, the wounds still etched in her body, hurting her.
She couldn't think of anything else as she exerted herself way past her limits.
Arianna was exhausted, heavily damaged, and in excruciating pain, her mind ran adrift, making her dizzy, slowly losing her balance.
But before she could, her body suddenly stopped as they fell before halfway on something soft from behind.
It was a familiar feeling in a certain way, Arianna's losing her consciousness and wanting to sleep at the given moment, but not before she could lay her sight upon this familiar presence.
Mustering every bit of strength she could, she tried to look back, yet all she could see was darkness and extreme concealment surpassing even hers, but for some reason, the fog in his face slowly diminishes, allowing her to slowly outlined his facial structure.
Recognition hit her.
"Klein...?" She said weakly before finally falling asleep.
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Knock Knock
Clack
Klein slowly opened the front door of his mansion with great excitement and anticipation, ready to face Sharron, his supposed guest of the night.
He needed and wanted to fix things with her, similar to starting all over again, but not the kind where they begin as stranger, but immediate lover from the get go.
However, upon opening the door, he saw nothing, he then looked down and saw a battered and beaten up Arianna, dripping with blood, her clothes damaged.