Nendrerth and Eaos stood beside the Volcano as molten lava pours down the sides around the entrance. Vania, Nendrerth's mother, Flaps her wings as she slowly flies out of the ashen smoke. The area around her seemed calm until the ground began to shake around Nendrerth and Eaos. Pressure started to push down on the two quickly as her mothers rage built up. Suddenly her aura bursts out, and explodes the mountain beside her. Nendrerth and Eaos both mod and quickly disappear into the mountain to find the unconscious Nieo.
"We, as Elders, agreed to never attack one's realm… How dare you attack mine?!" Vania's eyes burned as she stares the other two elders down.
Beelzebub could do nothing but smirk as she stared him down specifically. "Our mutual friend has declared you an Elder no more. Therefore your real is free to… Absorb." He raises his hand in front of him, palm up. An orb slowly appears in front of him as dragons in the sky above began to drop like flies. "Your children's souls to be more precise." Beelzebub began to laugh as Vania began to enrage.
Vania creates a sonic boom as she flies toward Beelzebub. Her fist stopped inches from his face as Marchosias stopped her with his own.
"You cannot win against two Demonic Elders, Vania." Marchosias spoke softly as he held her fist then punched her with everything in her stomach, letting go of her as she is thrown back into her mountain. "Continue to absorb them all, Beelzebub. She is mine." Marchosias flies after her, leaving Beelzebub laughing as he absorbs the souls of the dragon race around him.
Vania gets up and brushes off the rubble. Her scales around her stomach cracked from the punch but began I slowly heal themselves.
"I see you still recover quickly for your age, Vania. But will you be capable of fighting an Elder in his prime?" Marchosias flies through the hole to find her. His eyes adjusting to the darkness of the cave. "You cannot hide forever from me Vania!" He calls out for her. He floats in the air of the cave for a moment when he feels something grab the tip of his tail.
"But do you know how Wyrms get around?" (Wingless Serpent like dragons) She smirks as she began to spin in the air with him. "They burrow themselves and make tunnels here." She lets go sending him flying back through the hole. He bounces off each side before exiting and braces himself with his wings and balances as his wings held him in place. When he glared through the hole, all trace of Vania had been completely erased. Her scent, aura, and appearance had been hidden as she activated her realms ability to hide from invaders.
"I know you are still there Vania!" He yelled out, hearing his voice echoing through the cave and tunnel system. "I refuse to trap myself in there you witch!"
"Good." Her voice whispers in his right ear. "That wasn't the plan, Old Friend."
Marchosias quickly spun around only to see nobody behind him. "I see you still have tricks up your sleeves for your age." He starts to growl as he looks around himself. The ground below him bursts upward as a colossal hand reaches up from below. Huge nails stretched outward then wrap around the Elder as the hand closes tighter and tighter. The hand smashes down to the ground, opening in time as he is greeted with ashen dirt. The hand held him into the ground for a minute but he remained unfazed by the attack. "You've definitely grown weaker through the years." Marchosias reaches up and slowly begins to lift the hand up off of him as he slowly stands up below it.
Vania released the hand and lept back away from him as the hand disappeared. Her dress tattered from the fight while he still remained unscathed. "You are one to speak, Old Friend. You still have yet to hurt me as well." She smirked but knew he was right. Compared to her, these two Elders had been able to rest in realms similar to the Tower.
"Have you felt it yet?" Marchosias frown quickly changed to grin.
His words made Vania realize immediately, more of her children were dying to Beelzebub the Glutton. She quickly turns around to attempt to leap into the air when she stopped. Her eyes widen then begin to cough up blood. She looks down as the pain settles in and sees the right hand of Marchosias pierced through her stomach.
"I'm truly sorry it had to be this way, Vania." He withdraws his blood soaked arm and steps back. Watching as she dropped to her knees. "You should never have held back. Not even here in your realm."
Vania coughed up blood continuously until she switches to a maniacal laughter. "Ah you are right old friend. I never should have held back." An orb of fire bursts above her, quickly growing in size. Marchosias leaps away and begins to fly into the air as the orb is now reaching the sky.
"Do you intend to kill your children?" Marchosias questioned his old friend as she stumbled to stand up. "I'll have to let Fenrir deal with the Glutton…" she turned to him holding her stomach as blood poured down. Her eyes glowing as she was laughing. "The rest of my children are with Nendrerth… She looks up to the sky and closes her eyes. The orb then explodes, destroying everything in the realm…
Including Marchosias…