Loud clashes and explosions echoed throughout the dilapidated land riddled with corpses and marks of battle.
*Woosh*Woosh*Woosh* A barrage of arrows rained down the black figure.
The black figure grinned as his gaze focused on the distant slope which seemed to be a cliff. "Wait right there, you insect."
Black flames suddenly bolted out of the strange patterns of the black figure and went straight towards the men who were fighting it.
"Damn it. SHIELD!" the dual wielder shouted.
*BOOM* A dust cloud formed as the frail looking man bore the brunt of all the flames that came towards the trio.
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On top of the slope, the three women arrived to a consensus.
"I lost its signal; looks like the mini satellite can't oversee the field anymore . Activate your comms. I'll send in the drones; they won't last long tho." The woman with pupils immediately set up her gadgets and gizmos preparing to provide maximum support and utility.
"Looks like my reserves are up. I'll prepare my trump card. Oh, and priest, you might want to get into position." The staff wielding woman said as she sat cross-legged revealing two mechanical legs.
"Understood. Goddess Alphea, lend us thy strength---"
"Lure it in, boys. Let's not drag this out for long." Static filled the air once again as the woman with white pupils finished giving out her instructions.
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"Let's not drag this out for long." *Static*
"Watch each other's backs!" said the frail looking man.
"Crud. Use your gift, meat shield. I'm activating my inheritance." The dual wielder immediately gathered energy towards his sword, distorting space around him.
"Hoh? This will be fun." An eerie voice echoed throughout the land followed by the black figure appearing right in front of the dual wielder seemingly out of thin air. It's arm clothed by intricate patterns raised up into the air revealing a ring blade of crude yet ominous workmanship.
As the figure's arm swung down right onto the dual wielder, a whisper loud enough for the black figure to hear was uttered.
"Mischief" The shadows of the dual wielder danced as if they were alive. But, the black figure's arm with the ring blade didn't slow down or was blocked in any way.
*BANG* An explosion followed by a slight rumble of the ground was felt all throughout the land.
"Space blade!" A voice broke the silence. The dual wielder who was thought to have been sliced or pounded by the black figure appeared beside it executing a powerful strike.
The brows above the burning eyes of the black figure formed arcs as it defended against the advances of the dual wielder. The surroundings changed once again as the sky turned dark. But, the figure was ready this time. It uttered words from a language that nobody else seems to have recognized.
The uttered words were filled of malice that it made the surroundings turn grey and lifeless; withering away the weeds of what was left in that land. A malicious energy formed around the black figure whilst clashing against the dual wielder.
Crescent moon like phantoms manifested in the open air hurling towards the black figure.
*Clank* The phantoms, unlike before, only bounced off the black figure's malicious energy.
"Found you." A sneer painted the black figure's face as he immediately leapt off to the cloaked person's position. The malicious power gathered around the figure all moved around its arm, preparing to strike the cloaked person.
"Biscu*ts!" The cloaked person cursed as he braced himself for the black figure's attack.
*Boom* A shockwave spread throughout the land as the attack of the figure successfully landed.
*Crack* A towering shield was split into two revealing the frail looking man, or should I say a lean, towering man brimming with energy. The black figure squinted as it met the eye of the towering man and realized that this group isn't what it seems.
"You guys have 30 seconds. I'm counting on you." The towering man kicked the ground and fought the black figure bare handed producing shockwave after shockwave throughout the land.
*Boom*Boom*Boom*
"Sheesh. That frail kid is quite dependable. I think we should start as well. Let's proceed to the last stage." The dual wielder and the cloaked person ran to where the girls were with burning determination than never before.
The black figure and towering man were fighting in the battlefield like a cat and a dog in a dumpster.
"Human, join me. I can give you all the power that you want. I see that you're constitution incurred some irreversible damage. I can heal you."
"HAHAHA that would've been attractive if there were some living souls left. Living healthy and powerful doesn't really sound good with nowhere to show off to. Got a better offer?" The towering man smirked as he exchanged more blows with the figure.
*Static
"Hey muscle head, we're all ready here. Lure it in. Let's see it through."
*Static
"And, hey if we do survive, my magician friend right here seems to like you. You and her? How 'bout that? Sounds good right? I'm doing you a favor here HAHAHAA." Laughter drifted off the comms as it was replaced with static once again.
"Looks like you have to think of a better offer soon bro dude abomination. Rumor has it that the magician has a thing for me."
The towering man and figure moved closer and closer to the rise of the slope; to where they had planned to end all of this. *Boom
Shock wave after shock wave, the towering man and the black figure steadily moved and were now moments away from position. The earth rumbled once more. The sky darkened once again. The space distorted.
"Flashpoint! Execute lover's suicide!" A strangely excited voice came through the comms.
As soon as the towering man and black figure stepped on the rise, the towering man grappled the black figure and braced himself for what was about to come.
"What kind of trick is this now, human? Are you tired of living?" said the black figure.
A relaxed smile appeared on the towering man's face as he replied, "Yes, yes I am."
*BOOM*BOOM*BOOM
Bombs exploded and engulfed the are with blue flames. Immediately, an eruption much bigger than the previous one devoured the two. Space was cut into pieces as a pair of agonizing roars echoed. Thousands of phantoms of crescent moons lunged towards the two. Finally, a beam of holy light shot at the silhouettes of the two.
"Did I make it in time? Please, Alphea, help us win this." The woman in priestly robes muttered under her breath wishing for a miracle to happen.
The sound of multiple ragged breathing devoured the dilapidated land as the two entities were covered in the holy light.
"I survived, huh? Looks like the plan actually worked out fine." The towering man was now back to his frail looking self looking towards the black figure.
The black figure reverted back to what was thought to be its original state due to the holy light affecting it. Surprisingly, the black mass covering it slowly melted and revealed a face of an woman with gray hair. Her body revealed pulsing intrinsic patterns.
"How dare you, puny mortals!" The woman weakly shouted as she slowly got up and tried to support herself.
"There's nothing left for us to do now but wait for the oracle to finish her off. We can finally take a break." The dual wielder softly spoke as he sat next to the end of the slope showing him a picturesque view of the once was luscious Zenith.
The woman with white pupils nudged the cloaked person right next to her and said, "Hey psychopath! How about marrying me now, huh? We're done with everything."
"Suit yourself." The cloaked person said in a calm voice.
"Hey, magician! I heard you wanted to pair up. HAHAHA let's replenish Afterveil." The towering man said boisterously as he made his way to the staff wielding woman.
"You crazy muscle head. What do you think I am? A cow?" The staff wielding woman uttered in a tiny voice with her red puffy cheeks.
"We survived, huh? It could've been better," the dual wielder said.
Everybody looked at him except for the oracle who was focused on finishing off the once was black figure.
"If only those things never happened to you kids. If only you were given better lives. If only people looked out for you. This world could've been way better."
"Well, old man. It's how the world works. No matter how good you think you are, somebody's bound to be better in it. But you know the worst part, those on the pedestals labeled as 'the best' are more often than not just people spoon-fed and hailed as such due to their influence," the woman with white pupils said.
"If only..."
*CRASH
The sky suddenly turned crimson. The winds stopped and the air froze. It was as if a predator appeared and is hunting for its prey.
"Silat Phareon, you have disgraced us. Why do I have to clean up your mess?" A thunderous voice echoed throughout the land sending a shock wave followed by clouds of dust.
*Tak*Tak* Light footsteps could be heard coming closer to the rise. The sound of footsteps, although light, replaced the rhythm of one's chest into deafening dread.
Another black figure appeared carrying a large scythe on its back, stopping right beside the woman whom she identified as Silat Phareon. "You have almost failed have I not checked for your existence. We must not allow a margin of error in our plans. But, of course you allowed a half-page indent. I'll be taking over now."
Silat Phareon gritted and gnashed her teeth due to frustration, but eventually gave up in the end. "Do as you wish. Kill that woman first," pointing the woman with white pupils.
The black figure nodded and reached out for the scythe while enjoying the view of dread-filled faces of the frozen prey. "Goodbye."
The scythe slashed sideways wanting to decapitate the woman.
*Clank
Sparks flew the air as the cloaked person defended against the attack, pushing back his cloak to reveal a pair of emerald green eyes.
"Wake up everyone! It's all ungrounded fear," the cloaked person said.
The dual wielder got up from his place and turned his back from the cliff. "Let's fight 'til the bitter end kiddos. Hurray for the best team of unfortunate people!"
A smile appeared on everybody's face tacitly accepting their fates.
The black figure once again slashed sideways albeit the power exponentially different.
"It was fun while it lasted, kids. Let's gather together in the afterlife."
The dual wielder grinned showing his toothy smile.
Two voices simultaneously filled the air in a split second. One from the black figure and one from the woman in priestly robes. "Goodbye."
A holy light shot at the dual wielder causing him to fall off the cliff as the decapitation of his party members flashed through his eyes.
"NOOOOOOOO"