"BWAHAHAHA!!!!" Aamon let out a boisterous laugh. "HE FUCKING LOST TO LOWER DEMONS!! HAHA!! WHAT A FOOL! HOW THE HELL DID HE EVER BECOME A DEMON LORD?!"
Aamon sat upon the ledge of a stone wall beside a demon shrouded in pitch black darkness; Azazel.
"On the contrary.." Azazel hissed. "Beelzebub is quite strong, but, as you can see, there is a reason as to why I selected those two. They are quite impressive."
Aamon slowly turned his head to face Azazel, his horns shifting with it as he looked over. His featureless face stared blankly and coldly at the Demon King, the hollow pits where his eyes were to be just empty and cold.
"Do you intend to replace us, Azazel? Is this our execution?" Aamon asked. "We were the ones selected by the True King himself, you really believe you have power over u-"
A sudden wave of immense pressure struck Aamon, freezing him completely as his body became tense and was being crushed. You could hear the faint sound of his bones popping and cracking beneath the tremendous force while the stone walls cracked and objects began to float into the air. Chaotic black aura swirled about Azazel like black flames of poisoned wrath and hate.
Eventually, the pressure slowly subsided and the aura about Azazel began to settle.
"What were you saying exactly?" Azazel hissed venomously.
"I..nothing.. my lord." Was all Aamon could muster to say.
"You are next." Azazel hissed as they watched through a mirror of black aura that depicted a bird's view of the battle. "Are you nervous, Aamon?"
"Tch! I am not concerned. I've killed that brat before. I'll do it again. This will be easy."
Azazel chuckled. "Yes. I'm sure it will." He mocked.
The light of purple flames began to glow within the pits of Aamon's eyes. Violet aura began to churn around his body as rage rose up inside him. He suddenly had a sense of tunnel vision then as he watched the demon through the mirror. Tetsuno. He would die a painful death.
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Smoke churned about the chasm and heatwaves emitted from Tetsuno's body, distorting his image. The lava about his feet seemed to be vibrating violently, bubbling and churning like a pot of boiled water. A sense of dread hung in the air and every movement Zealous took was difficult and strained from the density of the aura in the air, the pressure from Tetsuno overwhelming, seeing as he was yet to be able to control it completely.
Zealous, still cloaked in shadowy aura, stepped towards Tetsuno, but the closer he got the more intense the heat grew. It grew so hot that it even began to burn his skin through his Aura Cloak.
"Tetsuno!" Zealous called. "Can you hear me?"
No response. Zealous squinted his eyes, trying to glimpse Tetsuno through the rippling heart waves. His eyes widened as he glimpsed the sight of black obsidian wrapping over Tetsuno's body like armor.
"Tetsuno! Are you alright?! Snap out of it! Damn bastard." Zealous growled.
Then a wave of black aura began to swirl above Tetsuno. Zealous looked down at himself. He wasn't the one doing that. His heart stopped.
"Oh fuck!" He cursed as he looked up to see a massive demon drop from the sky, purple flames dancing about the demon's black body as it slammed down on Tetsuno, waves of embers and purple-red flames flying out wards from the impact. Zealous raised a wall of aura to block of the heat, the flames sizzling past him on all sides. He felt as though he were blocking the flames of a furious dragon.
When the flames subsided and all that hung in the air was ash and descending embers like scarlet flakes of snow, Zealous lowered his wall and watched through the chaotic waves of heat that distorted his view, he saw the demon hunched down. The massive being slowly rose to his feet, black spikes, chains and horns brimming while his demonic wings spread wide. The demon rose one hand into the air and in it he held Tetsuno by the head.
"This is the end for you. It's really such a shame." The demon growled. "But you were never meant to make it this far to begin with."
And then the demon began to squeeze his hands, talons digging into Tetsuno body as his head was crushed and his body hung limp.
"CR-RACK-K"