Elliot's body fell to the ground with the sword still latched inside his chest. His eyes blurred as it slolwy lost its life, making Malice grin from ear to ear.
She succeeded. The prophecy was broken, and she conquered the enemy that was supposed to have her head.
The woman grinned and raised her head, only to see the black skies slowly brighten. Without warning, a rain of multi-colored light barraged at her. Malice groaned, conjuring a shield that protected her.
"What is this?!" Malice yelled. "Who are you?"
"Was I too late?"
An old man spoke. The black clouds cleared, revealing Francoise riding a black pegasus. He raised his hand and summoned another round of the cosmic attack, aiming at Malice without rest.
"Take him!" Francoise ordered.
Sun appeared beside Elliot. He took the latter's lifeless body in his arms before morphing into a winged snake and flying above his brother to avoid Malice's gaze.
