Deep in a starry darkness of Hazbin Hotel there was no screaming, no conflict, nothing but the shrill of a broken peace from Noctis as he looked around to find all of hell littered with blood and corpses. Sinners and exorcists were scattered not just around the hotel but displayed like an art of carnage and brutality with so few screams echoing around before slowly silenced one by one.
Noctis realized he wasn't in the battle anymore but that it was over and spun every direction in confusion. With some effort he flapped his wings and took to the sky to see the hotel was a pile of rubble.
"No!"
He soared to the ruins of his home to find the aftermath of bodies all too-familiar crushed underneath with different appendages sticking out for reach.
Nobody was moving or showing a shred of life while Adam's cackling echoed across hell, but Noctis showed no signs of responding to the sadistic Angel when his main focus was on the demon that had their head cleanly removed from their body.
"Charlie?"
He landed on his feet and slowly moved to her corpse, seeing the fear in her eyes before whatever had taken her life.
With each step he drew closer to the heartwrenching understanding that this was not reality but the ultimate nightmare for him.
Adam's laughter grew stronger while the skies of hell darkened with thunder and bloody rain pelting Noctis, masking his tears.
"No…..no…..no….."
He felt to his knees and hugged her form tightly to his chest, and suddenly heard a familiar voice calling to him through Adam's laughter.
"Get up Noctis….."
Noctis recognized the voice but the raw emotions of his breaking heart made it nothing but white noise. After saying Charlie's name repeatedly, each time more broken than the other, he looked around to see everyone else in the rubble was just as dead as her.
"God…..please no….." He pleaded softly.
"GET UP NOCTIS!"
Again that voice rang out but didn't come through, and so the pain finally became too much for him to bear.
He went to scream but felt a hand grab his shoulder before jerking him around, pulling his form from Charlie and the world around him.
He was in a darkness again but in the presence of a woman unfamiliar to him while that voice in the echoes screamed again.
"Who are—"
He was silenced by this tall blonde with a strong touch of her palm on his cheek. His eyes widened rapidly as he stood back and touched his burning cheek, his confusion growing as the strange demoness maintained a hard glare.
"Wake up now!" She demanded, her voice cold and unforgiving. "I will not watch you die again!"
"What?" He gasped before she grabbed his chin very roughly.
"I watched you die once. I will not watch it again." She scolded, her touch painful but not too much. "You are my daughter's mate. Now show heaven and hell, SHOW ME AGAIN, why you are the seraphim lord before everyone dies!"
The coldness of this woman seemed to do the trick for Noctis before he finally heard the voice screaming at him. He looked back to see the The Speaker in the darkness, and then at the last demon he expected to be in this nightmare.
"Moira?" He gasped at her standing by the angel while the demoness that slapped him smirked and faded away.
He let a few loose tears and turned fully to the hellhound before freezing at the sadness she expressed. He thought there would be some kind of joy but in actuality she looked disappointed and heartbroken.
"You promised." She cried, falling back into the darkness she created once before to save him.
Her voice echoed with a scream that broke him.
"YOU PROMISED!"
Noctis remembered that promise, and he screamed suddenly out in rage as his body began to pulse with electricity and light, making the real world freeze in shock when Vox's hidden drones were still recording.
Noctis opened his eyes and screamed for all it was worth. There was Michael almost staggering back from the explosion of power that came out of nowhere. Loona clung to Noctis in awe, attempting to hold on whilst a few sinners started backing away from having gathered to look inside the building.
Out of a portal came Stolas with his magic holding back the holy blade, but doing so was rather foolish when he could feel the holy fire burn against his darkness as he stood over Noctis.
"Holy shit." Loona breathed, watching and feeling the atmosphere shift under his growing pressure.
If Michael could do anything to express himself he would have shown shock already. The sinners who were brave enough to stay and watch gawked at Stolas for catching the blade midair and holding it at bay.
"STOP HOLDING YOURSELF BACK!" Stolas yelled angrily while looking back at the stunned Noctis. "YOU HAVE THE POWER! NOW USE IT!"
Noctis looked down at his own hands and remembered every single moment of despair in his life in hell whilst hearing Stolas roar and push Michael out of the building. The memories all gathered at the start— his unwanted fill of Sera's memories when The Speaker awakened his power, Moira and her promise, Michael and the reason behind all this suffering, and now a glimmering light in the distance that caught his eye.
The shackle from his bond with Charlie and Vaggie appeared and pulsed with a strange feeling of heartbreak and anger he was certain could not belong in his own heart.
"What?" He gasped before flinching from the explosive blast used by Stolas.
"GET UP!" Said Prince screamed while he had a moment.
"Dammit Noctis!" Loona snapped all of sudden and grasped his shoulders. "What is wrong with you!?"
Her grip was firm and painful with her claws digging in as the chaos ensued with Stolas struggled to maintain the advance of the fight. He had no chance against an archangel but still he tried to buy time while Noctis looked at Loona with unshed tears and an unbearable silence that scared her.
He continued to feel this pain as the shackle pulsed brighter.
"Noctis what's wrong!?" Loona yelled and shook him.
Finally it all crashed down on him like a truck and burned inside. The same anger from when Lyroia hurt Angel Dust had sparked and exploded from all his sufferings and every pain he witnessed.
But most of all he was just hurtin at how things were going.
"I'm angry." He said calmly, releasing those tears he had been holding back. "I'm angry at…..Adam."
"Then be angry!" Loona spat, more as an order than a request. "It doesn't make you a bad person. You said you've been bottling it up, right?"
"Yes." He answered and tightened his fists with crackling energy.
Loona looked to Stolas and his struggle outside, and then back to Noctis with the strongest glare she could give.
"Then stop holding it in. Get mad, get pissed, whatever you need to win." She demanded and cupped his face. "BE ANGRY!!!"
Noctis took those words as invitation to what he held back and stood up from the rubble. He walked out of the building with Loona at his side while the sinners scattered from all the energy that bounced and clashed between Michael and Stolas.
"Now would be good!" Stolas hollered as he held back Michael's swings with a cracking barrier.
"No more…." He whispered dangerously, standing up as the power started to show.
Loona wasn't sure what that meant exactly but she wasn't going to try and ask when Noctis moved out of the building faster than she could blink or process.
In an instant he appeared on the streets and removed his already destroyed shirt just as Michael got Stolas pinned to the ground by his sword.
"Michael!"
The archangel stopped from bringing his sword down on Stolas, leaving barely anything of the dark barrier he had almost cut through, and looked to the man with the same empty stare and glow from his crackling sigil.
Tensing his muscles, Noctis hugged himself again and began powering up with the strength of his power now showing as the eyes in his wings slowly opened one by one. He clenched his teeth and growled before screaming from the sheer difficulty of letting himself loose when his body was still feeling the pain of Adam's blast. It didn't stop him though, as he tried harder and screamed at the top of his lungs while the aura around him thrashed violently.
Michael didn't pause like Stolas, or Loona, or the curious sinners now hiding in other buildings. He raised his blade and lunged with the sigil forcing all intention of cutting Noctis down before he could tap into the power he was able to draw out already.
Faster than sound itself, the archangel closed in on the now screeching divine beast who erupted with one last push to making himself transform into what he believed was his second phase of the leviathan. The eyes in Noctis' wings and forehead snapped open and the halo-crown on his head ignited before a deep pressure resonated from his body as a warning to the aura that seeped out of his own skin.
The next thing anyone could see was just a shockwave and Noctis disappearing with Michael the moment his six wings flapped and carried him. The gust alone shattered all the windows around and had everyone covering from the sharpened debris while a distant crash was heard in the next district.
"Noctis!?" Loona yelled with her hands shielding her eyes as she tried to make out what the crash was.
Stolas climbed to his feet and glared in the direction they went before making his way there with a portal, leaving an erratic Loona behind to handle the citizens.
It wasn't long for the goetia prince to see building after building coming down in all directions to deduce that Noctis and Michael were going toe-to-toe in this final battle. With fear creeping up on him, Stolas used his grimoire to hasten his approach when much larger business building in the envy district toppled over the barrier lines.
Pentagram City was no longer a place of death and chaos but a battlefield for two titans on crossed paths while Hazbin Hotel grew hot with destruction and conflict. Some citizens who were hiding from extermination day were now running for their lives, grouping together or separating from friends and families after Noctis or Michael burst through walls from their ongoing battle.
By the time Stolas came to the lust district he was in the center of what could be described as an apocalypse with fires consuming anything in the path. It was all happening so fast and he had no idea how to commit to this level of damage control when sinners were running around like cockroaches and trying to get away from the destruction. Children or even babies littered the streets from being forgotten or their parents dying from the collapsing district. Cars were speeding all around and hitting anything and everything that got in the way, drivers bearing no remorse when all they cared about was their safety.
"By the lords…." He gasped in horror.
Meanwhile at VoxTech…
"This is fucking gold!" Vox laughed on the couch, thrusting his pelvis methodically. "I've got a fucking huge boner right now!"
Velvette couldn't be any less amused by his antics after they watched Adam cut Alastor down, and now they had a full view of the city being torn apart by Noctis and Michael as they flew around tearing one another apart at full force of their capabilities.
She rolled her eyes and resumed with the silence of watching the screens while posting updates to her followers.
"I mean television can't get any better than this!" Vox said enthusiast while checking his ratings with a digital chart.
"Damn baby." Valentino purred and licked his lips after seeing more of Noctis losing his clothes from dodging Michael's blade.
"Look at this! Look at this!" Vox demanded happily.
Both of his fellow overlords turned their attention from the screens and saw that the ratings were not just rising but skyrocketing from all the streaming of his drones.
"We are media gods!" Vox laughed triumphantly, completely beside any sense of urgency to the people in his screens that were suffering from the battle. He jumped and danced with sadistic joy for Noctis and Michael making VoxTech somehow more popular.
Being someone who lacked common sense, Valentino joined Vox in an intimate moment of passion that made Velvette scrunch her nose in disgust before her focus pulled her back to the fight now happening in the envy district.
"They're gonna tear the city apart…." She whispered to herself, ignoring the moans of her colleagues.
She puzzled her chin for a good long while before a strange weight fell into her stomach.
Was she concerned or afraid? Did she worry about the safety of her followers?
Or maybe just a shred of humanity was still in her heart and it made her scared for Noctis?
"He has to win…." The fashionista told herself, touching her stomach where the pit feeling was residing when it worsened from seeing another building come down. "Or we're all dead….."
Back at The Fight….
"Prince Stolas?" A succubus gasped in shock of the the goetia prince as he lifted rubble off her and her crying baby, the light of the destruction around shining his silhouette.
"Quickly!" He ordered.
Said succubus snapped out of her awe and crawled out of the rubble just in time of the rest of building coming down. Like him, she took her moment of peace to gather her breath and collect her thoughts whilst the situation illuminated suddenly with Noctis crashing down into the street but getting right back up and charging the archangel once more in a blind fury.
The crash alone left a long tear in the road with cars piling up to miss or going off course, creating a more disastrous cleanup for Stolas as he tried so hard to keep the citizens safe. It was tiresome though, to the point he was sweating bullets off his feathers and finding it very hard to catch his breath when all of pentagram city was suffering.
"Dammit." He scoffed, not even paying attention to the succubus run off with her child. "This is pointless!"
He took out his phone and called the one person he hoped would answer—if they were still alive.
One…..two…..three rings…..and his heart started to fall before the call went through with a strong response that made him a little happy.
"WHAT STOLAS!?"
"Oh thank the rings." He breathed with a smile. "Blitz what's going on at the hotel?"
"What the fuck do you think!?" Blitz screamed with gunfire in the background. "That dipshit snake guy is dead because he tried to play hero! Lucifer is here and smacking Adam around! And the one bitch that sucks Adam's dick tore her own arm off!"
"Lucifer is there!?" Stolas screamed shockingly into the phone.
"Where's the bitch-boy my daughter fucked!?"
Stolas snapped his attention back to the fight overhead and watched as Noctis and Michael collided again with another shockwave.
"He's alive and fighting Michael but they're tearing the whole city apart! Blitz I don't know what to do!"
"What do you mean you don't know!?" Blitz screamed angrily. "You're the fucking goetia prince. Put your big girl panties on and give that dumbfuck a hand!"
"But I—" Stolas was cut off by his lover hanging up.
Something else caught his attention though before the frustration could set in. A car approached from the distance before it came to a dangerous halt with the hood almost touching the surprised prince.
The door swung open with a very pissed off Loona snarling after she stepped out.
"Where is that asshole?"
Right on cue the car she had stolen to find her way through the city was cut in half behind her by a beam Michael had shot from his sword, creating an explosion that billowed her hair and tail as she dared not look back.
Stolas shared the same look of shock and pointed to the fight.
Both warriors fell out of the sky and landed in one of Loona's favorite coffee shops and bounced across the streets. Both the hellhound and the owl were speechless by how Noctis was being thrown around and suffering damage that would tear any regular demon to piece.
He wasn't going down though. No, even when Michael recovered first and threw him into a gas station that exploded on impact his scales and wings kept him most protected while trying to find his balance.
Loona didn't dare move when Michael landed on his feet and right next to her and Stolas. Both of them froze at his bloodied appearance and the malice he radiated while the sigil sparked violently across his skin and forced his power to build.
"He's not gonna stop." Loona said with dread and turned to the flaming gas station.
Noctis walked through the fires as they whipped and licked across his skin, and Loona gasped at how he was still standing while looking so similar in that glare he bore into the archangel. It was no joke to dismiss now when he stepped out of the flames with not a single burn on his exposed skin and only scorch marks on the scales of his chest and arms.
He stopped with a few feet between him and the crying archangel that glared so lifelessly while Loona and Stolas had the same remembrance of Natasha and the truth she gave before her disappearance again. It was undeniable now, the look both of them shared as they auras started to spark and whip against one another, the way they stood against one another.
"It's like a mirror." Stolas whispered to Loona, who nodded slowly in the middle of this silent standoff.
Noctis suddenly began screaming with his aura flaring violently against Michael, his horns forming as the echoes of his anger slowly turned into something almost omnipotent.
The screaming became a frightening roar that boomed across the entire city and alarmed everyone at Hazbin Hotel just before his aura formed into the leviathan a second time and receded into his body.
"Get behind me!" Stolas ordered with a harsh pull on Loona to block them out with magic.
Hell was known for its unforgiving temperature but this was unlike anything she had felt before. Not even Sera igniting the tornadoes days ago could be made in comparison to the feeling of holy power that clashed against divine energy.
All she could was shield her eyes and trust Stolas.
"What's happening!?" She screamed through the background of sinners panicking.
"Release!" Stolas answered while maintaining a see-through barrier of blue. "If I had to guess I would say Noctis is done holding back and will be using whatever amount of his power he can tap into!"
Loona was disbelieving that at all when the ground started shake as soon as Michael matched the pressure and soon the debris was flicking off the barrier faster than bullets. Thankfully Stolas was experienced in power and used his grimoire to thicken said barrier before it started to crack.
Something was wrong though, something powerful and dangerous that made Loona's fur standup. She felt the wind start to pick up and reacted by memory of the first fight, gazing cautiously up to the hellish spies that darkened.
"Loona are you alright!?" Stolas screamed but was on deaf ears by the wind increasing to howls.
Loona grabbed the owl demon by his head, making him squawk and look up to see the terror that had her eyes as small as pinpricks.
Stolas felt his breath stop and the magic he used to protect them now felt inferior to the overwhelming nature of Noctis and Michael.
"Oh my god….."
Meanwhile at Hazbin Hotel the battle had taken a strong turn for the better after the recent events of Lucifer showing up and taking the fight to Adam, but at the cost of the hotel itself with the prideful king goating the first man into using his magic that reduced it to half of its structure.
Vaggie had successfully fended of a now permanently broken Lute and sided with the princess on the ground after helping her down.
They're attention to the one sided fight though…..
"Charlie…." Vaggie widened her eye to the city and patted the demon princess on her shoulder to get her attention while their friends joined them.
With everyone stopping the fight to watch Lucifer torment Adam, a collective gather of breaths went around whilst Pentagram City darkened with the clouds that shaped overhead and spread across hell as two massive auras brightened the streets.
Charlie turned away from her father and his antics to see what had Vaggie drop her spear and shake. Like her, the bubbly demoness dropped her trident and gasped at the power display coming down from the growing storm.
"Oh no…."
"Is that a fucking tornado!?" Angel Dust yelled, watching with the others as it was true to be what he couldn't believe.
"Holy Shit." Husk said quietly, his cards slipping from his hands just before lightning started to arc all around.
Beezlebub saw and couldn't believe it, a tornado coming down and consuming Noctis and Michael while the battle became a danger zone with all the energy exhuming from the two warriors having a stand off while the city went into a full blown panic.
"Look out!" Moxxie screamed, warning everyone to duck from the lightning that came down and arced in their general direction.
"Get under me!" Beezlebub ordered.
The Hazbin and Helluva gang rushed under the sin when she dropped on all fours and took cover while her powers erected a honey dome that solidified very quickly.
"What's happening?" Blitz yelled up to the sin.
Beezlebub wasn't sure herself, but she had a damn good idea.
"The power of the leviathan was never learned because Romna tapped into the full form during the first war. I'd say we're starting to learn just how powerful Noctis is becoming."
Blitz twitched his eye with irritation and gestured angrily to the power display, everyone now ignoring Lucifer and Adam when they were too busy messing with one another.
"Who the fuck would give that much power?!"
"Its not just Noctis. It's also Michael." Beezlebub told the imp, her voice scathing but full of wisdom from her former life in heaven. "Their energies are causing all this."
"Well they need to chill the fuck out!" Blitz complained before another bolt of lightning arced over them, making even him flinch. "Fuck, I am so charging everyone here triple for my services!"
"We still haven't even been paid the first time!" Millie exclaimed.
"Bee what are you talking about?" Charlie asked the struggling sin, seeing her sweat from keeping the barrier.
"To put it simply creampuff," Beezlebub laughed tiredly. "The leviathan was never studied. Remember I said Romna didn't get the chance to understand it. So basically—"
"It's uncharted territory." Vaggie finished, glaring at the scene as Charlie took her hand for comfort.
Back In The City
"This is personal now, Michael!" Noctis bellowed and flexed his body to the power.
"Personal?" Stolas questioned quietly, wondering what other reason besides Adam that could drive him this far.
"I'm gonna remind heaven and hell what it means to be human!" He raised his voice higher to a breaking octave, and exploded with his aura creating a silhouette of his violent form. "EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!"
The two warriors shot into the sky once more and knocked every sinner and demon in the vicinity of their power off their feet. The fight continued with it now on every big screen, phone and tablet in hell, showing the entire population their speedy clash of brute force and determination.
They had disappeared time and time again in a deadlock of sword and claws with the only gap being Noctis' power and Michael's experience. The air felt as if it shook with each time they came back to reality in a speedy standoff, striking the entire city with awe of their impossible speeds.
"I can't see them!" Loona said as she squinted her eyes, finding Noctis only for a brief moment.
"You won't." Stolas admitted whilst his barrier carried them into the air for a closer look. "They're moving so fast it's impossible to watch with a naked eye."
The storm grew more violent as the air shifted again from Noctis and Michael soaring back and forth into one another, bouncing their forms with shockwaves between them in rapid succession.
"We need to move." Stolas warned Loona before taking her hand.
Loona looked back as she was dragged into a building that had yet to be made victim, seeing Noctis crash into a car from Michael blasting him with light. Her worries didn't last though when he got right back up and flew at the archangel, bearing even more fury somehow behind the tears he shared.
"We will be safe in here for the most part." Stolas yanked her inside a restaurant and slammed the door behind them, joining a group of demons that were already hiding under tables.
A thought occurred to Loona as she stepped back to catch her breath. She was no friend of Stolas but it wasn't the time for her to act uncivil with him when the city was at stake.
"Hang on, Noctis can't win can he?"
Stolas was still trying to catch his breath he shook his head.
"No he can't." He panted dramatically with hand over his chest. "He is far from reaching his full potential and Michael is far too experienced. At this point it's just a one-sided battle."
Loona hated how honest that was but reluctantly accepted the truth. She glared at the goetia prince and surprised him with the grab she made on his arm.
"Loona what are you—"
"Help him!" She demanded.
Stolas flinched slightly at her interruption. Being ordered so harshly by a hellhound was a first for him and not something he felt to take lightly while they were trying to stay alive.
"And what would you have me do?" He asked. The thought of giving a hand unsettled him more than he would admit.
Loona growled and tightened her grip on the prince, knowing how dangerous this would get if Noctis were to lose or be killed. She'd been so sure of her own feelings she didn't think about how outmatched he was.
"You're old and you have power!"
Stolas squawked angrily at that first part, unable to maintain his composure.
"How dare you call me old. I'll have you know I'm in my prime for someone my age." His voice was smug and matter-of-factly again, masking his insecurity.
Loona snarled at the owl demon, her tail lashing angrily. She hated how his attention span was all over the place.
"Yeah well if he dies there's no one to stop Adam from using Michael to kill Octavia!" She pointed out, her words as true as her heart.
Stolas froze with that thought in mind. The imagination itself echoed through his brain. He couldn't bear to hear his own child screaming in terror before cut down by one of those angels.
He had a decision to make and it had to be now.
In the skies over the wrath ring Satan watched from his palace with crossed arms and a scrutinizing gaze as the battle made its way deeper into his territory. The battle between Archangel and Divine Beast was not going as the sin had expected. Sure Noctis' little touch of his own power was able to give him the edge he needed to keep pace with Michael, but just how much more of this storm could he keep producing from their clashing energies when he was not landing a blow.
Satan got enough of the situation taken in from his personal therapist yogurt, and advised to stay out of it even when they watched Noctis bounced across the ground after being thrown.
Old history or not, satan watched with old feelings his reincarnated friend get up and spit blood before fighting again, smirking as he saw a little bit of the old angel he called friend show when Noctis picked up a truck in his magic and smashed it against Michael.
"He hasnt lost his touch."
Some sort of thing rose up around Noctis and formed around as a powerful aura when he screamed to the skies. He would recognize the overwhelming power coming off and feel the pressure intensifying while Noctis ignored the pain in his body.
"COME ON YOU STUPID SPELL!"
"He wouldn't dare this late in the fight." Satan said thoughtfully with a scratch of his chin.
The wrathians who did not get out of way or took cover in time slammed against anything and everything after the aura blasted around, injuring many just before Noctis took off like a rocket at the recovering Michael.
"OVERCHARGE!"
"Interesting." Satan hummed with a sadistic grin before turning his gaze to the darkened light coming in fast. "And some help?"
"What the fuck!" Stolas exclaimed angrily in the distance, even as the storm raged on. He flew as fast as his grimoire would allow and saw Noctis almost eroded in his own power.
"THIS IS GONNA HURT, MICHAEL!"
Michael was already back on his feet but Noctis made it too late to react while Stolas came to help. He attacked wildly against the armor with punch after punch and pushed the angel back through building after building until he landed his first blow with a surprising kick to the chin.
It went unnoticed, but for the first time in his existence Michael had bled.
Each hit did no damage to Michael but it did effectively dent his holy armor more and more until it began to crack.
Noctis shouted at him, burning with hatred to the fight and for having to do this. He didn't want to hurt Michael but he knew he had no choice.
"Wake up dammit!"
Michael didn't even flinch when Noctis changed tactics by throwing him high into the air and continue the assault when they crashed into a building and descended the wall, scaling it on their feet.
"YOU'RE ARCHANGEL MICHAEL! YOU DON'T FAIL! YOU NEVER FAIL! SO WAKE UP!"
Noctis grew more and more desperate as his blows started to do nothing. Michael had recovered and now they were freefalling on the wall of a skyscraper, the sigil making him dodge effortlessly from Noctis' attacks.
"I KNOW YOU HEAR ME, MICHAEL!" Noctis scremed and continued to fight wildly, throwing his fists with abandonment while a dark energy glowed on his left.
"Noctis!" Stolas bellowed out of the blue as he came down like a roaring missle.
Both warriors heard something flying through the air before they turned, and Michael was sent into another building by the dark magic that came out of nowhere.
"Stolas!?" Noctis said in surprise.
More power rose from Micahel and now he was coming again at them both.
"Oh shit!" Both boys yelped and took off in the opposite direction.
Michael pointed his flaming sword, and just like that the battle turned with a barrage of fireballs cast out and locked on their targets.
Some of these fireballs got close, only to exploded being cut by Stolas with his own fireballs and Noctis using his wings to gust them away. It wasn't enough though since Michael was now giving chase through the district.
While avoiding this perilous fires, Stolas asked, "Do you really believe you can best him in battle?"
"I hate to say it but I'm fucked." Noctis admitted while ducking from a few more fireballs. "But I can't get close enough to try and stop the sigil."
"Which is why I'm here!" Stolas exclaimed and took off with Noctis, flying between buildings and weaving around Michael's assault.
"I'm all ears." Noctis confessed cooperation and swatted a fireball away.
Stolas had an idea of his own—a foolish one in his mind—but it was better than the barbaric fighting he had been witnessing this entire time. And right now any plan was better than no plan or going in blindly to defeat the most powerful archangel in history.
"You must do exactly as I tell you!" Stolas demanded strongly while they banked under a bridge. "You have the power and I have the experience so we must work together as one and get him back to the hotel!"
"Let's go then!" Noctis agreed and rose high above the burning district.
"I am with you!" Stolas said while powering his hands in darkness.
Both of these magic users rose up and up until they were in the storm itself and gathering their energies together to fend off the approaching archangel. They stopped in the middle of a deadly web of lightning that arced all around them. Stolas raised his darkness in his hands, high above his head while Noctis cupped his hands with divine light compressing in his palms.
"I hope you studied some useful spells." Stolas screamed through the booming thunder.
"I've got one in mind!" Noctis implied.
Shoulder to shoulder and Michael closing in, both boys prepared themselves for one gamble they hoped to prove fruitful before this war would come to a bad close. They charged up and cast aside all differences and thought together with one anchor between them.
Trust in eachother's capabilities.
They screamed together with Noctis internally praying Stolas' plan would work, while Stolas put faith into Noctis and his power.
"DARK RAI!
"HOLY NOVA!"
Together they fired and built a large beam that streamed across the skies and illuminated the inside of the storm.
Back at The Hotel
"What the hell was that?" Husk exclaimed after they watched the storm explode with blinding light.
The shockwave that had come after had destroyed the remainder if the Hotel and scattered all those who were still fighting, disorienting most while some had regained their composure and saw what happened over the city.
Charlie and Vaggie, who knew the display of power all too well, stood in Beezlebub's hand and couldn't believe with her as they saw the storm open up and spit out three individuals in a fiery blaze of light and darkness.
The most affected by this concerning display was Carmilla, who witnessed Noctis falling out of the sky and coming in fast. Angel Dust held Nifty tightly, tears streaming down his fur from the little maid as she sobbed into his shoulder.
Husk, visibly shaken, watched in silence as the massive explosion disappeared and the storm started to grow calm. His fear though wasn't so easy to drown now with the emergency flash he kept tucked away, not when they could see what just happened.
High into the air was Adam, who let out a giggle that turned into a mad cackle of purely heartless intention.
"THAT DUMBASS THOUGHT HE COULD WIPE OUT MICHAEL!"
Lucifer who had been concerned for his daughter, heard the man and asked, "Charlie what's happening?"
Just then Noctis barreled into the ground with Michael while Stolas crashed against Beezlebub's barrier.
"Stolas!?" Everyone gawked at the smoldering prince as he slid the barrier with a groan.
All attention turned though to Noctis and Michael tucking and rolling across the ground before it turned into a desperate wrestle for domination over the other.
"A little help!" Noctis screamed, wrapping his arms and legs around Michael from behind.
Nobody had a clue as to what he planned to do, but those free from the fighting rushed out of the barrier to help him in any way they could. Even Rosie was not above giving a hand when she was just as sick of the situation as everyone else.
"Stolas!" Noctis cried out.
Stolas snapped out of his stupor and picked himself up, hastening his advance while Carmilla, Vaggie and Beezlebub tried to help pin the thrashing archangel.
"Everyone hold him down!" He ordered, worrying how little time they had.
"Fuck he's strong." Vaggie growled just before a few cannibals helped her hold his arm down.
Carmilla and the others pounced on Beezlebub's hands to add extra weight on his wings, immobilizing his flying completely while the rest of the Hazbin and Helluva gang worked on his legs and other arm.
"Hurry up!" Blitz snarled.
"Okay we have one chance." Stolas started his idea with the first being Rosie. "I need you to rip that sigil off."
"Can do, sweetie." Rosie giggled with all ill-intention going through her mind before she sank her teeth in.
"Everyone hold on. He's gonna thrash!"
Meanwhile Charlie looked up at her father watching his own brother scream for the first time in agony as the cannibal overlord ripped into his flesh with no genuine care or remorse. The screams of his own brother made nothing of a resemblance to love or care, not when he still harbored resentment for the banishment Michael helped with.
"Dad?" Charlie said quietly, watching him slowly grin at the bloody display.
Something of disgust was felt for her father and his enjoyment of the archangel suffering. Charlie didn't want to believe what she was seeing, but it was as clear as all the carnage around them—that her own father was the devil for a reason.
Suddenly she saw Adam flying in with his fist raised, plummeting to Noctis and the others.
"YOU ARE NOT TAKING MY WEAPON YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
"Dad, stop him!"
Lucifer looked back to see the Man in question flying at the group, but not notice his daughter teleport and shield them all while her eyes turned red sclera with yellow irises and her horns out. Or even how when she snarled like a jaguar. Herr arm had become empowered by an energy of black with red markings on it.
Charlie, thinking of how much this bastard had tormented the man and woman she loved, thrusted her arm forward with an enraged yell and stopped the attack Adam was aiming while Lucifer teleported behind her.
Taken aback Adam exclaimed, "Whoa wait, what the fuck?!"
Lucifer, glaring at Adam as menacingly as he could while spinning around Charlie just as Rosie finished her bloody work and Noctis started to press his hand on Michael's wound to finish the seal off.
A bloodcurdling screech echoed from Michael while Stolas pressed his hands on Noctis and flooded the power with his own darkness.
"Do it now!"
"OVERCHARGE!" Noctis screamed.
The combination alone was dangerous for the archangel when his body started to seize and thrash from the overwhelming power that flooded his core with a combination of divinity and demonic power. Everyone who helped stood back and shielded their eyes, enduring the cries of the archangel being forced against his will to be freed.
"It's like an exorcism." Carmilla growled, unable to even peek between her fingersz
Meanwhile with Charlie making a defensive against Adam that left him at the mercy of her enraged father. He was smacked harshly with a simple backhand by the king of hell, slamming to the ground with a blast wave of smoke and debris with a crater formed from the force of the hit.
His mask was now completely shattered, even the horns on it gone completely.
When he opened his eyes, Adam saw Lucifer flying there, fully transformed with his horns out, a fireball floating between them, the snake decoration resembling a halo around both the top hat and horns, the coat tails growing eyes and a sharp ended tail.
His eyes were glowing blood read as he flew back up with Charlie in his arm in a sheer display of dominance and royalty.
"YOU COME AT ME, AND MY DAUGHTER!" He stated in the true voice of his power, bearing a dark fury that made the exorcists and cannibals back away while Charlie hung off him and shared the same hatred. "AND YOU DARE USE MY BROTHER TO HARM MY DAUGHTER'S MATE!"
He flew in close and began to wail punch after punch at the exhausted and weakened Adam, fire shooting out of his fists the moment they made contact with the clearly beaten man.
"DON'T FORGET! ROMNA IS STILL MY BEST FRIEND AND YOU'RE IN MY HOUSE BITCH!"
Lucifer started to laugh at Adam's pain before holding his arms over his head, making a golden fireball over his head.
This was it for Lucifer, this was the revenge he craved for so many millenia and now he would have it. The man who started all this pain and suffering would be sent to god on a personal level and all the thirst for blood would be quenched for Lucifer.
He would finally have his revenge for his daughter and most of all...for Romna.
"Tell dad I said hi." He cackled.
However, he was stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and looked back to his concerned daughter.
"Dad… he's had enough." She said somberly, earning the disbelief and anger of her father.
"Enough?" He questioned quietly but maintained the attack in his hands that now trembled.
He growled at the idea of sparing Adam, a long and deep turmoil inside his heart that throbbed for death while a one-arm Lute watched with bated breath.
Suddenly he twisted his head 180 and snapped at the surprised daughter of his, showing a vulnerability no one had ever seen before.
Not even Charlie believed her father could shed tears until now.
"WHY SHOULD I SPARE THIS FILTH!?" Lucifer asked his daughter, not understanding why she'd want Adam to be spared. "ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING HE HAS CAUSED! HE EVEN TRIED TO KILL YOUR MATE, MY REINCARNATED BEST FRIEND! WHY SHOULD I SHOW MERCY!?"
Charlie glared at the heavily weakened man laying before them, glaring with so much anger that it would make Satan a little impressed, who was still watching from his own territory.
She hated this. She hated being the voice of reason when her father was crying and angry for revenge, but she had to be the bigger person for him and herself.
"Because Romna is dead. Old life or new life, you know deep down the wise thing would be to make Adam faces trial for everything he's done to us and to heaven." She explained calmly and touched his shoulder, gripping it tenderly and ending with. "It's what Romna would want, right?"
They looked back down at Adam, lying motionless before them. Lucifer had a choice to make about this and he didn't like it when he was the king of hell and he took pride in being the ultimate power.
But that wasn't the case anymore. Not for him. Lucifer knew deep down that Noctis surpassed him already when back then he couldn't even fight Michael properly in his time as an angel, and yet here he was looking back to see the light dissipate and an unconscious Michael remain motionless while the flames of his sword withered.
He saw Noctis lying down as well but visibly mangled and breathing with his loved ones and a few of the cannibals rushing over to drag him away from Michael just to be safe.
That's when it hit the fallen angel—His reincarnated friend had become more than him but would still want to show mercy.
Because Romna would, and he knew it from a phrase spoke to him long before his fall.
"The strongest is the kindest…." He whispered to himself.
Eventually Lucifer breathed heavily before he reluctantly agreed and flew himself and his daughter out of the crater with a nice little float to make himself feel better.
"How's mercy taste, you little bitch?" He mocked.
He then called to Carmilla in command, ignoring the roaring car coming in while the helluva gang gathered at Stolas.
"Bring Noctis over so I can heal him. He needs to deliver Adam back to heaven so a trial can be done!"
Carmilla only nodded and went to Rosie for that help while Stolas sat upright by the worried Blitz.
"What did you do, your highness?" Moxxie asked while Millie got some water out of a spare bottle she kept in her bra.
Stolas was still catching his breath while he looked over to see Noctis was recovering but now bombarded by a concerned Loona that came rushing out of the car after she parked it, remembering how he left her in the city to handle things.
It was nothing questionable about Loona when the first thing she did was drop onto her butt after getting behind Noctis to prop him up so the others could help tend to his wounds and give him water.
It made the prince mildly jealous to see that care and devotion come from Loona when she held him gingerly and whimpered like a puppy in the back of his head during Beezlebub's own affection displayed by her honey infusing to his bruises.
"Easy, easy." Husk said gently and tipped his flask to Noctis' lips. "Drink up kid. It'll numb the pain."
Noctis fought from wincing when Vaggie helped Beezlebub tend to the wounds, and swigged the whiskey before taking his first real breather. He closed his eyes and allowed Nifty to take out a cloth she used to wipe his head of the blood.
Regardless of his own lack of love, he gave a weak smile and wished the best before giving his answer.
"I infused my powers with his." He panted and took a large drink. "The overwhelming flood of our powers combined burnt out the sigil from Michael's entire body."
"Shouldn't tearing it off have done the trick?" Millie asked, but Stolas shook his head.
"Some sigils run deeper than on skin contact. In Michael's case he wore that for so long it was in his core."
"That bad?" Blitz questioned.
Stolas nodded and hollered at the helluva members. "All of you be very gentle. He used that overcharge spell and I believe his body nearly tore itself apart."
"We saw." Vaggie acknowledged, but Stolas shook his head.
"No I mean earlier." He clarified, and all eyes turned to him. "He used it to temporarily overpower Michael back in the city so I have no doubt forcing more of his own power out just now had strained him tremendously."
"Dumbass." Loona whispered in the back of his neck, hiding the concern in his hair as she kept him sat up right.
"Oh I am going to enjoy seeing you suffer now." Carmilla chuckled darkly as she undid some holy rope she had in case of emergency. "Making my baby fight so hard, I will make sure I get to watch you be judged in heaven."
Panic had now set in for Adam when he was surrounded by the remaining cannibals that were not guarding against the remaining exorcists that lost their morale. Even Lute was shoved and pinned to the ground by a pair of hungry cannibals but still alive at Rosie's command.
"No. No way!" Adam coughed as he wobbled up to his feet, snarling and glaring at Lucifer. "I'm not done with any of you yet!"
"I'd say it's definitely over, microdick." Blitzo said mockingly and gestured to the defeat around them. "Your bitches are beaten now that they've seen how you got your ass handed to you."
"I SAID IT'S NOT OVER!" Adam snapped as he got out of the pit he was in, snarling at everyone. "YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE MICHAEL IS SAVED THAT YOU WIN! GUESS AGAIN YOU STUPID DEMON FUCKING FILTH!"
It was evident he was starting to have a mental breakdown from his loss. But like any monster that ruined lives, he had himself a tantrum at his life being ended swiftly after all the work he put into being on top of both realms.
He shouted at them angrily, pointing at his crotch. "ALL OF MANKIND CAME FROM THESE NUTS!!"
"Not impressive." Beezlebub muttered to a snickering Angel Dust.
Everyone was not at all impressed as he continued to rave.
"YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE SERA'S LITTLE BITCH BOY IS BACK FROM THE DEAD THAT YOU HAVE WON!! WELL YOU HAVE NOT WON SHIT! I AM A FUCKING GOD COMPARED TO YOU ALL! I KILLED HIM WHEN HE WAS A DIVINE BEAST AND I WILL DO IT AGAIN!"
He then seethed out with the ugliest hatred he could speak. "I am going to make you all watch as I rip his heart out ….You ugly... disgusting... fucking... unloved... LOSERS!"
He began to heave a bit, his eyes becoming more bloodshot as he tried to catch his breath.
Something changed at that moment when Lucifer felt a deep pressure from Adam.
"You fuckers have no idea how powerful I am!" Adam implied as he thrusted his hand with the same green glow from the sigil. "I'll show you all who the fuck I am!"
Everyone looked confused by that gesture as they stared at him dumbfounded, until Vaggie remembered exactly her own past suffering as an exorcist.
"STOP HIM!" She screamed.
"YOU'RE ALL GONNA—" he roared out but was silenced to a pained groan from a blade that was puncturing out of his abdomen.
"Whoa-hoah!" Vaggie exclaimed in joyful suprise.
Lucifer, finding this awkward, commented to the falling angel. "Yeah... you got a little something in your... thing there..."
Adam fell to the ground, to show an angry Niffty on his back.
"Nifty?" Charlie said in surprise.
Niffty maintained that blank innocence before cackling viciously at her friends, stabbing Adam repeatedly in his back.
"STAB! STAB! STAB!"
Everyone just watched the little maid have her fun, including the vees at their tower, where Vox drawled out his swear with a wide grin.
"Holy shit…."
Charlie rushed over and pulled Niffty off with a concerned smiled. "Okay, Niffty. That's enough. I think he's dead."
The damage was done and Adam wheezed with evident blood seeping into his lungs from how each breathe had a taste of blood in each cough he made.
He rolled onto his back and muttered, "I... refuse... to die here..."
"Too late asshole." Moxxie huffed proudly.
The victory was shortened though by Adam thrusting his shaky hand at Michael once, and the green glow returned with a menacing hum.
Vaggie gasped when she looked back from the distraction of seeing Noctis be helped on his feet thanks to Loona and Beezlebub.
"NO!"
Adam muttered one word and the power from it made Michael open his eyes and mouth. The interaction resulted a shockwave that destroyed the remaining rubble of hotel and knocked everyone on their rears before a terrible angelic screech eminated from Michael.
Everyone covered their ears to the shrill pain of their heads feeling like they were being repeatedly punctured with needles, and closed their eyes to the light that radiated between Adam Michael.
"What's happening!?" Charlie screeched before the pain made her double over in a fetal position.
"He's taking Michael's grace!" Vaggie answered and used her wings to cover Charlie.
Lucifer then shouted through the painful blinding light, "EVERYONE GET BACK NOW!"
With a cackle, Adam started to heal and rise above the battlefield in this terrible light.
Michael could his see own entirety be forced away by the first man as the last bit of grace slipped through his teeth, leaving him a weakened and empty husk with nothing more than shaky breaths.
"Shit." Vaggie snapped, stomping a foot on the ground. "There must have been a second sigil on him."
Everyone was feeling foolish at this point, except for Beezlebub holding the archangel who coughed pathetically in her hand and groaned.
"Are you trying to say something?" She asked, watching him force his own head turn to Noctis.
"Please…. " Michael wheezed.
Nobody but Charlie was brave enough to approach the archangel in the midst of this chaos. She wanted—No she needed to know what Michael had to say to Noctis, and so she took his hand and held so the last bit of his strength wasn't for reaching for him.
"Bring him here." She ordered Loona.
Uncertain but trusting the princess, Loona nodded and helped Noctis limp to the dying angel for their hands touch when Charlie brought them together.
"Please…." He coughed uncontrollably.
Even when weakened Noctis felt how cold Michael was compared to earlier and could sense he wasn't long for living while Adam had his grace. Time was all he had and it wasn't much left, and Noctis could see that was the truest fear in the eyes of the crying archangel when the color was slowly fading.
"I…"
"What is it?" Beezlebub asked softly, respecting the angel enough to let him have this moment.
Noctis felt Michael's fingers shake in his desperate grip, hearing the most humbling of words from this angel that almost killed him twice.
Michael's pain contorted to despair and agony, his expression being the first sign of need he expressed in forever.
"I don't want to die…" he wheezed, his tears falling on Noctis' hand.
Those words shook Noctis to his core and sparked a fire inside him just before he heard Angel and Cherri whisper about how it was bad enough losing Pentious.
His head snapped to them, eyes wide and burning with color from his magic before he said, "What did you just say?"
Both of these chaotic demons froze with fear at how Noctis went completely off character at that moment. A chill ran down their spine when they saw a dangerous glint familiar to when he fought Lyoria, and now they worried about triggering their friend with that thousand-yard stare.
"What did you just say?" Noctis enunciated just as Charlie touched his shoulder and spared a few tears for the snake demon.
"Adam killed him." Was all she could say.
The result of this heartwrenching truth made most of the Hazbin gang fall into sorrow while Lucifer, Rosie and Carmilla stood strong holding the barrier against Adam. However, Noctis didn't shed tears this time out of fear or his own self-pity. Every moment, every pathetic moment of being afraid as a human and then discovering he truly was, all those times he cried meant nothing to the burning in his eyes when he thought back to Pentious and all the good times everyone had.
Even the moment of when he jumped on his body to save his life.
"No…" he gasped, clenching his teeth so hard he could feel the gritting in his ears.
Charlie nodded, and so by surprise he forced himself to stand straight and glare up to the cackling Adam that continued to assault the barrier.
"You…." He clenched his fists so tightly the knuckles popped and turned white, blood dripping from the palms when his claws punctured. "You killed Pentious….."
Something resonated in him, equivalent that fire inside his belly before his transformation came back full force and the aura burst around him to the point of forcing all his friends to stumble back.
"Baby?" Charlie said cautiously as they all watched his horns come back, then his scales, and finally every single eye in his wings and his forehead snapped open.
They locked onto Adam just as Lucifer looked back to see the loss of someone close triggered as expected. He wasn't as eager about though when the power was still flickering and holding on barely to the rage that fueled Noctis.
"All of you get him and Michael somewhere safe!" He ordered, mainly at Beezlebub while the the entire gang looked confused. "Trust me!"
"But he's powering up finally!" Husk argued before the barrier started to crack.
"He's not ready!" Lucifer bellowed, wincing from the shockwave of Adam's fist. "Get him somewhere safe!"
"Dad what are you—" Charlie stopped with a gasp when Noctis started to hover off the ground, cupping his hands with his energy humming.
They could feel the power radiating off their teeth gritting friend and worried how his motive was now dismissive of the breaking barrier.
"Not at once…" Michael wheezed.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Noctis screeched with a thrust of his palms, firing his flames through the barrier.
"No dammit!" Lucifer snapped but it was too late.
The flames broke through and Noctis had let himself drown in rage with the most idiotic manner of retaliation. The barrier was shattered on the spot and the flames made contact with Adam, engulfing his entirety and many of the exorcists around.
The cannibals and the helluva gang were ready to see Lucifer be proven wrong when these flames swirled around Adam. Nothing felt more satisfying than to see their king be made a fool when everyone feared to be right around him.
Blitz was the first to whoop for the attack just as Noctis powered back down and collapsed to his knees.
"Yeah microdick, that's how you—"
"Surprise!" Adam laughed, fanning the golden flames away with his wings and stunning everyone, even a most impressed Lute.
Adam was still in the air and completely unscathed from Noctis' divine power. It was as if he swat a fly away when he flicked the last ember off his shoulder and floated proudly.
"Did you really think you'd win in your state?"
"It didn't work?" Noctis panted heavily.
Everyone was confused by this when the power of a divine beast is supposed to handle both angel and demon—the supreme power meant to keep things balanced. Yet here Adam was untouched and now Noctis was completely drained with the only feeling left to muster was his own self-hatred.
"Dad?" Charlie said worriedly.
Lucifer wanted to explain but didn't have the time to do so. Adam had taken on the offensive while the timing was perfect. He moved faster than anyone could blink and grabbed Noctis by his hair.
"This is real power." He snarled, enjoying yelps from the tired warrior.
"Get your hands off my baby!" Carmilla screamed and leapt with her ballet slippers glowing with angelic power.
The rest of the gang was quick to follow up but Adam had shown again the might of wielding the power of two by fanning his wings to blow them back, causing gusts that sliced their skins.
Nobody had a chance, not even Vaggie with her own wings when she tried to use them to recover and reach for Noctis.
"Nice try!" Adam laughed and disappeared into the air with Noctis.
Without warning he snapped his fingers and teleported Michael out of Beezlebub's hand and into his own, holding the frail archangel by his throat.
"Now to make sure neither of you come back." He cackled, forming light in his hand.
"Don't you dare!" Charlie screamed after getting back up.
Time felt like it froze for Charlie and Vaggie when Noctis swung off his hair at the last second and wrapped himself around Michael at the last second. Without taking their eyes off Adam they felt their hope fall like the others when a bright light erupted from Adam's hand, and both men were launched far into the outskirts by a beam.
Everyone's eyes went wide with fear and despair as they knew Noctis would need a miracle to have survived that blast. The situation quickly turned dire but no one made a move.
"Noctis…." Charlie whimpered, slowly brimming with tears.
The remaining exorcists all laughed with Adam, and the battle and turned swiftly.
Everyone's weapons loosened in their hands for a moment before tightened angrily.
"KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER!" Angel Dust roared.
Adam began his attack with using his new powers to to treat the Hazbin and Helluva gang like cockroaches beneath his power, waving and blasting anyone and everyone that dodged desperately while trying to attack him.
"Taste god power bitches!"
Lucifer looked around to more of these cannibals being erased by said power, and screamed fearfully to the first man, "Adam stop!"
That only made Adam more eager to make the king of hell suffer and watch his world crumble. He looked down at the fallen angel and fired a beam of holy light at him from his mouth.
Lucifer reacted quickly with snapping his fingers to teleport himself and everyone from the battle.
Adam of course laughed some more at his handy work.
"Yeah that's right. Run away from your new god. I'm still gonna wipe hell from existence before I kill that bitch Sera!"
"And now he's lost his damn mind. " Lucifer sighed and facepalmed. "Just great."
"We gotta think of a plan and fast!" Moxxie yelled just before Beezlebub shook the ground with her form, snarling with honey dripping off her hackles.
"Oh shit…." Lucifer knew what this meant for the sin when her life felt complete again, and now it was gone a second time because of the same monster that ruined everything.
"That's not good." Blitz commented before she screeched a terrible fury and lunged at the exorcist commander.
It wasn't a mystery why Beezlebub turned a deep red with her lavalike hair and tail becoming fiery. This was justified hatred she kept to herself for so long. Adam had taken her husband away not once but twice now, and she was very, very angry.
Adam turned and ordered the closest squad of his girls. "Go to that Carmine compound and bring me the fucking primordial."
The Exorcists in his vicinity were confused by this order before one of them asked, "But sir what is the point?"
Adam turned had no patience for them and turned his attention with terrifying revelation of his new power showing the destruction it was starting to show on his body, a rippling and contorting mess on his once pristine face that now appeared as if struggling to hold the power together.
"Just fucking do it!"
Not wanting to anger their commander, the exorcist squad hid their disgust behind their masks and took with haste to the city.
"The rest of you kill these fuckers!"
And so they were preparing for an assault, or so Adam had thought until in a split second he was watching many of them writhe and and thrash as if in pain. Some of these exorcists threw their weapons down and tore their masks off before clawing at various spots on their bodies, confusing Charlie and the others.
"What's with those cunts?" Blitz asked as Vaggie went cold with understanding when she saw one of them start tearing the skin off her own collarbone.
"Look!" She pointed at one that stopped tearing at her own skin and snarled at Adam with hatred beyond any understanding.
Everyone looked to this one excorcist while the others had regained something from this self-destructive behavior. One by one they locked onto Adam while the answer was so obvious it made Carmilla feel stupid to the point of slapping her own forehead.
"They had the sigil as well." She groaned.
"Noctis' attack must have burnt it enough to give the power to free themselves." Vaggie added and grinned to the confused Adam.
"You!" One exorcist growled as she picked back up her blade, ignoring the sudden orders from the wounded Lute.
"What about me, bitch?" Adam scoffed.
Everyone just blinked, holy and damned alike, at what just happened. Even the juiced up kaiju that was Adam was in confusion.
Without a chance to dodge he was stabbed by one exorcist that flew up behind and rammed her sword into his back. Adam cried out in pain before throwing her off, but the rest had taken charge as well flew at him full force while the loyal ones lost morale.
"KILL THIS PIG!" One screamed and waved her blade.
"Do we…..help?" Husk asked before watching Loona and Beezlebub rush into the fight.
"Damn right we do!" Beezlebub snarled and took flight. "After he just did to Noctis!"
"Let's go guys!" Blitz said with finality and followed with Millie and Moxxie.
Nothing made sense at this point to anyone but nobody cared anymore at it. All that mattered was bringing the supercharged Adam down and ending extermination day once and for all. Everyone rushed in to help these random exorcists that went into a hate frenzy of attack the first man.
That is except for Carmilla….
She was ready, more than ready to fight, until her thoughts drifted back to where Noctis and Michael were blasted into the distance ourskirts of hell where no one dared to go.
A connection from their bond or perhaps her own heart, something was pulling her to the man she loved dearly and it drove her to the point of abandoning the fight for this pull in her chest.
She ran to Dazzle and hopped onto his back, kicking his haunch to command flight while Charlie looked back.
"Carmilla what are you doing!?"
"Stay and help. I'll be back!" The overlord commanded before taking off into the air with Dazzle roaring in defiance of having her carry her.
"Fly you beast!" She yelled and smacked it on the head. "Do as I tell you or you will join the other!"
Together with only her maternal instincts and this defiant beast left to help, Carmilla soared with a determined look, to follow this feeling in her chest, bracing herself for the flight to be harsh when she dug her heel into Dazzle.
"Come on monster, as fast as you can!"
Dazzle roared once more and took to his full speed with Carmilla holding on as the wind billowed her hair and whistled, the smoky region of the blast coming to view.
"You better be alive." She said quietly.
Meanwhile deep in a crumbling mountain….
"SOMEBODY HELP!" Noctis screamed in the darkness, hoping for for anyone to come and free him from under the crushing weight that had him almost on his knees. "ANYONE!?"
Burnt and drained from his own foolishness, he whimpered and cried with Michael completely unconscious between his legs as the rocks pressed down on his wings and back.
He didn't know how long he could how it, and that scared him most.
"SOMEBODY...WE'RE DOWN HERE!" He cried out, hearing only his own echo and the throbbing terror of his heart. "PLEASE...PLEASE...HELP!!!"