"Nicola?, Akira?... Brother?" Shiori manage to make a sentence through her injuries.
Her brother smiled "No need to worry sister, take a rest. We'll extinguish this demon."
"Cool-" Shiori passes out, lying down on the concrete.
"So, you come back to me boy? After sparing your life this is how you repay me?" The demon glances at the other two "A femboy and a brute? Really?" He smiles to himself, his flames burning evermore brighter "You think all that can kill me? Belfagor the Taurus demon?"
Taurus rushed, intending an upper cut towards me, yet with nothing but pure intuition. Number grabs me, throwing me out of the way. Number 1 unsheaths his katana, prepping for a slash on the now-open Taurus. Taurus blocks using his flames as a means to draw him, and by proxy his blade further from him. Nicola stands, realizing the in-suing fight. The two backed off from each other, now circling like bloodthirsty beasts ready to pounce.
"Nicola, Akira now!" Number one yelled.
The two rushed, trying their best to injure the demon. Nicola slashed openly, whilst Akira tried to follow up on Nicola's slashes. Every attempt Tourus made of attacking was forewarned by Akira, Leading to this dance of attempting to hit each other, but none managing it. Taurus throws a punch, a path of flames following. The path takes the two off guard connecting with Akira, and knocking him back.
Nicola his stance open, gets hit with a barrage of flamed punches. He tries to block, yet is too weak to fully prevent being hailed by a flurry of punches.
Number one, preps again, rushing in with countless sword slashes. Taurus hurling pure flames, to which none would connect. With every slash Number One tried to make, Tourus countered. Finally gaining the upper hand, and pushing Number One back. Yet he stood up and tried again. Nicola, realizing the stakes, adjusts his headphones, and allows music to rush into his ears.
It was as if thunderstruck Nicola point blank. A halo emerges from his head cracks of lightning surrounding him. His eyes whited out, lightning etched his skin. Nicola stood with Number One, and an enraged Akira.
The three rush him, catching him off guard with flurries of slashes and strikes. Yet only half connects. He counters getting ready to unleash his full might, yet with Nicola's enhanced state, he musters enough speed to dodge.
Taurus, on his final legs, panting. The instantly cauterized blood stained his toga. He chuckles, the area becoming smothered in nothing but pure smoke.
"Where'd he go?" Akira yelled, trying to catch his breath. Nicola collapses, his body aching from the strain of his transformation.
"What now, Mister?" Akira asks, curled from his injuries. Just that moment, Akira sees something, a vision, an insight into the nearby future. He sees, Taurus sprouting from the fog, attacking Number One. Snapping out of his vision, he glances over to number one. The smoke bellowing, forming, gathering behind him.
Without thought, without even a hint of extra brain power. Akira ran behind Number One. Stabbing whatever was behind him, he closed his eyes and prayed. He could've been early, stabbing at nothing, getting blasted and killed in the process. On the other hand, Akira could've come late, he would have hit Taurus, yet at the cost of Number One's life. It was a risk, the ultimate gamble.
The smoke disipaites. A gut-wrenching, disturbing scream echoes.
"Bested by a boy?" All Taurus did was scream. On the ground, the bloodied blade firmly standing on his defined back
"I can't! No!" he yells, flames slowly gathering on his body. Yet as quickly as the flame arises, it disappears. It is a pathetic sight for someone who stands as tall.
Number One sheaths his blade, slowly removing the blindfold to assess his the damage. "Ha, what? You thought you would be beaten by me?" He laughed "Sorry, but this boy is all that's enough to kill you!"
"No!" He yelled once more, this time, he mustered any and all strength he had left. He yells ever louder, flames slowly bursting, combusting on his body. He slowly lifted. Flames gathering, gathering, gathering. "Mark this day, as the day I become the sun! " The flames gathered, slowing growing, morphing into a sphere.
"Well! This looks bad doesn't it?" Number one jokes, cracking a small smile.
"Really now? That's your last word? You know what? I like that!" Taurus laughed. "Now die!"
He started zooming towards us, the pure radiated heat slowly burning the skin on everyone's body. Everyone closes their eyes, accepting the end. Everyone's death.