The endless void of space stretched infinitely in all directions, its silence only broken by the violent clashes of a battle on the moon's desolate surface. The moon itself, barren and lifeless, now bore the scars of an apocalyptic duel. Luci stood tall, his iron chains coiled loosely around his arms . Across from him, Push floated above the ground, his white aura streaked with flashes of blinding white light.
"I don't see the appeal of fighting you here," Luci mused, his tone mockingly calm. "But I suppose there's no better stage than the moon for a final act."
Push's face hardened. His white aura flickered like a broken flame, a testament to the infernal energy coursing through him. "On Earth or here, it doesn't matter. I'll crush you all the same."
Luci raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "Big talk for someone barely keeping up. Tell me, did Lucifer teach you anything useful besides parlor tricks?"
