"Tch," Excelsior clicked her tongue, "...Looks like the worst case scenario came true: the rumors are true, it seems. Darkness is immortal within the shadows."
"Immortal? How the hell is that fair?" He asked, readying himself.
"Nothing is. We just have to struggle until we win–somehow or another," Excelsior tiredly said.
"Don't need to tell me that," he responded.
In the face of the primordial aspect, surrounded by humming darkness and only having the assurance of one another, it was a daunting obstacle before them.
Through the veil of the abyss that swarmed the domain, the entity repeatedly appeared out of nowhere around them, unleashing unseen attacks as they fought back and countered to the best of their abilities. It wasn't just slashes; forces of gravity and pressure were invoked by the pointing of Darkness' finger.
"Gyuh–!"
