NOVPUBPov Xagar:
The Demonic sword in my hand seems to have enraged the ’Tear of Light’, I could feel his fury, but it wasn’t directed at me in any way and I just decided to ignore him.
I advanced with sword in hand, the Divine power of the Apocalypse coursing through my body granting explosive loss, boundless strength and vigor as well as an increasingly strong killing intent permeating my entire Aura.
"Hahahaha hahahahahahaha..." (I)
"..." (Tear of Light)
The joy of facing the greatest symbol of the Templars in this way so soon fills me with endless joy.
I attack with my sword and he receives it by throwing my sword to the side with his sword body before moving forward trying to stab with the sword, I flap my wings as I increase my speed forward slamming the hilt of my sword into the Tear of Light that does not move from the direction it was going.
With the hilt of my sword still resting on the Tear of Light’s blade, I raise my body not in a kick against the armor, but rather by kneeing the hilt of the Tear of Light which only trembles slightly before a wave of light throws me back.
"Come with everything, destroying you like this won’t be fun!!!" (I)
"..." (Tear of Light)
With that a sequence of blows began where neither side was able to hit the other, the Templars of Light are the elite of the Warriors of the Church of Light and I stood out among them, with fervor I studied almost all styles of combat with a sword , so I knew Tear of Light’s moves having a slight advantage that almost cancels out the overwhelming difference in combat experience.
"Handling such a tainted sword against me... how you fell, Xagar..." (Tear of Light)
"Don’t talk like you know me!!" (I)
"But I know, I know every Templar who has ever wielded a sword, I’ve seen you training, I’ve seen you healing, I’ve seen you fighting, I’ve seen you at your happiest..." (Tear of Light)
"SHUT UP!!!!" (I)
This time my Authority is concentrated on the blade of the sword, the Demonic Power condenses to the point of almost becoming physical around my sword, my fury running through my heart while my mind remains calm without being affected, in combat the mind must always be calm.
He started to summon or create swords once again, but this time they are swords that I used in the past, the sword that broke in my first battle, the wooden sword that I used to train, the sword that I received as a reward, and so on against.
These swords attacked me from all directions, but it was easy to see that he wanted to disturb me with this, which wouldn’t work on me, I won’t be moved by these memories of the past, only my fury that increases to greater heights.
The images of a young man who killed without thinking just because of differences in race, I remember how I was praised in the attack against a group of Demons, I can’t say how many of those I killed could be considered innocent because I didn’t even try to record their faces.
Such superficial teachings and such extremist views should not exist, distorting the world around you to fit your beliefs was my mistake and this Divine Sword is a symbol of that.
"< Breath of the Demonic Apocalypse >" (I)
"< A Cut of Light >" (Tear of Light)
Booomm!!
With an advance I push away 5 swords around me using my wings, arm and kicking with one of my legs while my sword collides with the Tear of Light.
It was in that short distance that I opened my jaws releasing the energy I was building up but before I could fully release my attack, the Tear of Light let my sword cut through his armor as his blade filled with light slashing upwards, which split my jaw into two causing an explosion that sent us both flying in opposite directions.
"Is all this because of that Elf?" (Tear of Light)
"..." (I)
"!!!" (I)
Fury filled my body, I knew he had seen what every sword-wielding Templar experienced, I knew he saw the moment I was on the brink of death, how I was taken by someone who should see me as an enemy and yet treated with kindness while healing me, he must also have seen from the other Templars’ point of view how she died and also my pain.
But to dare to pronounce it as if it were wrong to feel this way about her and act as if I had committed a mortal sin?
Every drop of blood in my body boiled, every trace of energy was released as even Divine Power rose to its maximum as my body completely transformed into that of a Demon Dragon.
The Demon Sword that I was holding breaks, becoming energy that circulates my body to the top of my head, becoming more of a blade-shaped horn.
Rrrooaaarrr!!!!
There was no need for words, caution or thought, I used my fury as a weapon, charged forward with my body without any fear and felt the star space around me resonate with me as each crystal flower released Demonic power.
"< Tear of the Last Templar >" (Tear of Light)
For the first time I heard his voice urgently, without the feeling of pity and regret as if he was looking at something pitiful, he raised all his power and the armor that had been half destroyed by my previous attack, showing it to be empty as I thought it would be, falls apart leaving only the Sword that grows until it is kilometers long with patterns of light intertwining on its blade forming a drop that runs down the blade as it swings down towards me.
And I advanced forward and smiled, I was enraged, but not crazy, my mind was still calm enough to use my fury as a weapon, with my act which was true, I forced him to attack without caution too and when he passed between the Flowers de Cristal was when I acted.
"< Claws of Demonic Redemption >" (I)
Each petal of the crystal flowers became arms of Demonic energy numbering in the thousands as they grabbed the Tear of Light, even if thousands of those arms were destroyed it didn’t matter as long as the speed and strength of that colossal sword decreased and I managed to reach it.
"You are a disgrace to all Templars who risk their lives...!!" (Tear of Light)
"< Demonic Eclipse Execution >" (I)
The horn on my head shines brightly as it gathers Demonic power from the surroundings, my Divine Power also gathers from my entire body and all of this power gathers into one of my arms which bleeds with a large amount of power gathered as a sword forms like a Dragon claw that strikes the drop-shaped crystal that was near the Sword’s hilt.
My power and his collide as I feel my bones cracking while the same happens with the crystal, an intense light comes out of the sword blade, undoing the arms that are holding it faster and faster as my scales begin to break and the cracks in the crystal begin to open up.
"< Evil Purifying Light >" (Tear of Light)
"< Divine Breath of the Apocalypse Dragon >" (I)
Suddenly all the light that shone from the sword comes in waves to the crystal as if condensing there, but throwing caution to the wind I gather every last bit of power in my throat releasing a point-blank breath attack on the already half-broken crystal.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Upon two large attacks the crystal breaks into pieces releasing a wave of Divine Power that explodes along with my attack with a light blinding my eyes.
When I managed to open my eyes again, I was missing one of my arms and part of my torso, it was exactly the arm I used in the attack, there was nothing left of it as a golden light came out of my wound.
My entire body was covered in injuries, my scales were cracked or completely broken, my bones were covered in cracks while my muscles had turned to mush, but I couldn’t let joy wash over me at the sight of a sword covered in cracks.
"GHAA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAA!!!" (I)
"An ideal blinded by less light, no matter how much good you think you are doing if it is covered in blood." (I)
"You... you will... Baldr..." (Tear of Light)
"Spare your words...cough! COUGH! COUGH!" (I)
"I have plans for you." (I)
I couldn’t help but cough out blood, my injuries were severe and would not heal with this Divine Power present, in fact I was feeling increasingly weak.
I hold the sword by its half-broken hilt and begin to fly in one direction, a fun idea occurring in my mind.
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Pov Zaya’s:
"I really don’t know what to make of this." (I)
In my hands I have two things, the first being a Soul trapped in a translucent metal cube and the other being a crystal star full of light, a Divinity that I snatched from my enemy.
Then I look at my body, I still have some light stakes stuck in me, I can’t get those things out, but it doesn’t have much of an effect on me. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
"It seems I’ve chosen a very compatible enemy, unlike certain conceited idiots." (I)
"I... I won..." (Kiara)
"If you call this a victory..." (I)
I look at Kiara, she was speaking from inside a cocoon where the pieces of her body were gathered together by her insects while two other red cocoons were oozing blood and emanating flashes of light intermittently.
"I wanted to go help Zenos, but... never mind." (I)
I tried to advance my hand through the space but I felt resistance, it seems like he has locked the space of the Star Palace, so I will take Kiara to tend to her injuries.
