As the battle raged on, the skies themselves seemed to tremble with the fury of the combatants, the clash of celestial and dark energies illuminating the heavens with an otherworldly light. With each strike, the very fabric of reality seemed to fray, torn apart by the sheer magnitude of the conflict.
Yet still, the Archangel and her celestial warriors fought on with unwavering resolve, their spirits undaunted by the overwhelming odds stacked against them. With each blow they exchanged, they channeled the power of the heavens into their attacks, determined to push back the encroaching darkness.
But Arpious, fueled by her insatiable thirst for power, seemed unstoppable, her dark power swelling with each strike. With each adversary she felled, her strength grew, until she seemed to stand as a dark and malevolent force of nature, unstoppable in her quest for dominion.
