01-01-2006, 09:10 PM
Capitalizing perfectly on the moment, Gabriel sent Satan reeling to the ground with a defiant slash of his sword. He allowed no time to pass before he was once more on top of the demon in a flurry of winged fury. Satan?s retaliatory strike managed to fend off the seraphim enough to regain his footing, but in that moment the aquamarine haired girl exploded forward in a furious assault of energy, forcing all nearby demons to the ground. Reijin stood calmly as he allowed himself to bend with the onslaught of torrential wind as opposed to breaking for it. His anger was emanating around him with a ferocity matched only by Bra herself, casting the two immortals into shadow.
The Saiyan found himself cast into a furious internal battle with himself as his emotions raged within. He was a Saiyan! He was meant to destroy and claim, nothing more. He was an animal that was meant to slash and fight, until everything around him was a desolate shell of what it once was. Then he was to move on and continue, fighting and relishing the bloodbath for what it was to be. The glory of the fight.
Inversely, he was trying to quell the rage that was building within him, to use his vast amount of mental training in an attempt to suppress the very instincts of his nature, to allow himself to think clearly while attempting to fight an near deity that tried to use those flaws in his blood to its own advantage.
He saw the silver road between the two paths, one that was comprised of a little of both ends. He was not good. He was not evil. He was both unto them selves, as he saw fit. To him, most things were simply a means to an end, and nothing was personal when it came to business. He rarely allowed his emotions to interfere with his own goals. A dark fire seemed to burn within him as a voice spoke to him. ?You are pathetic!? Pride refused to acknowledge this as so. ?Always trying to play the good guy when you know what your heart is. That black burned heart of yours.? Lies? This infernal spawn knew nothing of Reijin and his goals. Immediately after, the demon had accused him of being as evil as himself.
Reijin?s smile spread almost viciously across his shadowy persona. This creature knew nothing of the potential evil that Reijin could be accused of. This demon, Satan himself, nothing more than a mere spawn of fire, believed himself to be a higher creature than Reijin was.
?How absolutely pathetic,? he spat openly. This creature demanded to know where Reijin?s heart lay, whether he was good, or whether he was evil. ?Then let us be both.? A true warrior could follow the path of the sword without wasting every action contemplating the morality of it. A warrior killed, and that in itself was inherently evil. This demon knew nothing, NOTHING.
Reijin?s burning aura leapt brilliantly around him as he awoke from his daze, an image burning into his retina of a streak of gold encasing the feminine warrior as she slammed headlong into the incarnation of evil, doing nothing more than forcing the massive being back a step. He growled in anger as a sudden shadow above him alerted him to the presence of the angel, falling from the heavens with an impaling strike. He threw his weight to the side as quickly as his body would allow him, receiving nothing more than an open slice across the charred flesh of his neck as he struck the ground with thunderous applause.
His eyes flashed incredulously at the angel before glaring at Bra. He climbed to his feet as blackened blood coursed down his chest. ?Idiotic child!! You will suffer a thousand tortures for you interruption!? he threatened. Reijin nearly burst into applause for the angel?s opportunistic attack. He had nearly given the angel up for failure in the training, assuming that he had not acknowledged what must be done.
The empress screamed back just as passionately as the demon before her. ?You killed my dad!! I don?t care about your fucking threats! I don?t care about Gabriel and his stupid angels!! All I want is to fight you!! I?m going to kill you!? Taking advantage of the interruption once more, the archangel attempted to drive his blade into the greater demon?s ribs only to find the great onyx blade parrying it with ease. Bra?s eyes flashed with rage as she realized he had turned his attention away from her dismissively, no longer viewing her as a threat. ?Quit fucking around with him! Your fight?s with me now, and nobody else!?
Hearing her irate tantrum, he turned to her chortling. ?My fight?s with you?!? Bra nodded furiously at him while her aura coursed through her veins, enveloping her in a loving blanket of death. ?You precocious waste of flesh. I cast you aside like nothing the last time we met, and your precious father fell to one of my soldiers. And look at you! You?re pathetic! Do you honestly believe you?ll fare better than he-? Allowing no moment to pass for recovery, the golden hued immortal was once more upon him, slashing savagely at Satan, who was only able to barely turn it with his own abyssal blade.
?You opportunistic filth!? he bellowed, bringing down his weapon to meet the angel?s own defensive posture, driving the angelic general to his knees as he bit down on his jaw struggling. A passionate flame had taken hold of Gabriel as well, one that was not of this world, as his perfect form seemed emblazoned with a radiance of heaven itself. Satan?s eyes glanced towards Bra to find her in the air, summoning her kienzan daggers with ease. His hand raised and the very earth itself seemed to shift as multiple corpses of fallen demons seemed to rekindle themselves with a burning lifeforce, rising to stand defiantly between the dueling titans.
?Enough of this!? the Saiyan found himself growling as his Ki swords shimmered into being. A howling demon turned to his voice and rushed him, great claws raking at him as he brought one of his blades down into the creature?s neck. Withdrawing his blade with ease, he spun around, emerging himself into the vast flood of infernal creatures, feeling himself surrounded by a reviling taint. True flames embraced him, licking out at all approaching hell spawn. A few of them shied away from the flames as if remembering their usage as a torture in hell, while others just laughed it off, raising an assortment of weaponry as they moved in on him.
He advanced through the crowd, hearing their hellish screams as his blades introduced their nightmarish organs to the ground upon which they stood, flashing out and severing limbs and heads as if it were no effort at all. ?Get out of my way!? he spat, hearing an echo of the same sentiment from across the battlefield, but not knowing where from. He knew that he needed to clear a path from himself to the combatants rather than waste his time dealing with the filth around him. He was tired of this rock, and he was ready to be done with it all. He rose slightly into the air as his swords dissipated, his hands spread around him, fingers wide, as spiraling waves of energy seemed to take hold of his arms. His eyes defiantly sought at the largest of clusters around him in an attempt to somehow find where Gabriel and Satan were.
He felt a massive wave pass over him, as if someone else had detonated a huge bomb nearby. He grinned as the pool of energy grew to an acceptable amount and he thrust his palms forward, screaming ?Final Flash!? as the beam seemed to gather before him for a moment in hesitation before rushing towards the group below. A few of them looked up from their battle with the angel?s that had interceded as the wave of energy suddenly took them all, slamming into the earth and burning the flesh from the heavenly and diabolic alike, leaving no creature to mercy. He immediately capitalized on the momentum by rushing for the center of the encroaching energy field as he burst through the wave of energy at its weakest apex.
He struck the ground running, searching for his sought after adversary. Somehow he found himself colliding with Bra just as his eyes locked onto the demon. She attempted to immediately slide around him as her eyes focused on their one goal, but his hands clamped down on her shoulders in an attempt to shake her out of it. Her response was simple; she spun around, yelling at him with a hatred that was very unlike her as she slammed her palms against his chest. His eyes widened for a moment as a sudden Final Flash caught him off guard completely, hurling him through the crowd until his moment slammed him into a great monolithic monstrosity. He felt a sharp burning sensation pass through his shoulder as a wave of nausea encompassed him.
Rising to his feet was a struggle of its own immensity as the great war machine creaked in its movement forward. Demons immediately rushed in upon him and he closed his eyes, activating his Gravity Well as a method of buying himself a moment to recover. He lay on his chest breathing painfully into the dirt as his insides seemed aflame with agony. That girl had struck him with absolutely no pulled punches. He felt as if he?d been relentlessly been attacked as an enemy. He coughed a slight amount of blood as he managed to pull himself to his knees, grabbing onto the war machine?s stationary wheel for support. He saw a large number of demons lying on the ground in their own liquids while others were simply stumbling around and being pulled to the ground by the bed ridden.
The dark haired youth turned his head slowly, seeing a large blood soaked spike protruding from the center of the wheel, and he felt the warm liquid running through the inside of his arm. He winced, reaching around to feel at the hole with his good hand, hoping that he had not struck anything vital or crippling.
His arm move sorely as he rotated it. ?Die filth!? His attention snapped to a large demon that had risen up before him as the others were beginning to stir to life. They seemed to have a large amount of stability within them, unfortunately. He growled and leaned forward, stumbling a bit until he had righted himself completely, feeling his bones pop back into place slightly from the original impact.
His chest still hurt, but he had no time to deal with it at the moment. The demon?s growl began low and then rose into a feverous pitch, as he drew out a mighty battle axe and rushed to him, slamming the massive weapon forward to him. The youth nimbly dodged out of the way as the weapon struck the vehicle, embedding itself in the wheel. Reijin grabbed the creature by the back of the head and slammed its cranium onto the spike, driving it down until the blade erupted from the back of its skull.
He turned to find a dozen more demons before him, and he held up his sore arm, firing out a blast of energy at the oncoming wave. He could not go one handed for a while. He realized that he?d have to allow for his body to naturally heal a bit before he would be at fighting capacity. He reached around to his back, grasping the Ki Rifle and hoisting it up before him. Both of his hands clasped around the weapon and then, with much practiced fingers, he pressed a series of pressure plates along the weapon to activate it.
Immediately finding a target, he fired the weapon, a series of quick pulse bursts erupting from the barrel into the onslaught. Demons were struck in various vital areas as he pushed himself forward, firing shots into limbs and removing them with aim. It was very hard to focus on healing himself just enough to use his arm while also fighting with the weapon, but at least he didn?t have to waste his own ki on both.
He bumped into one of the angels as it cleaved a blade through a demonic foe. The angel turned to look at him and then smiled grimly. ?I fear we will not win this battle,? his voice echoed. Reijin glowered at him as he slashed his blade across the horned skull of an approaching trespasser. ?You are wounded,? he announced, motioning to Reijin?s shoulder.
The Saiyan nodded slowly as he fired a burst of energy into the midst of the mass of red flesh. The angel placed a firm hand onto his unharmed shoulder and motioned at the angry mob before them. ?Now is not a good time for you to be fighting. I will cover for you while you attempt to heal yourself.? He pushed the Saiyan forcefully to the ground beneath him and then twisted, impaling a leaping demon in the air before slinging it off his golden blade.
Healing himself in the center of the battle was hard, and required the utmost concentration to perform even the simplest of healings. He felt his aura penetrate the wound, moving through his vascular system with an innate knowledge of it, encouraging cellular reproduction and muscular repair. Reijin?s view faded a bit as he entrusted his life to the angel?s hands. All he could see was the playful imagery that flickered across his mind?s eye and feel the sore numbness that had enveloped his shoulder.
He felt himself slowly begin to move his shoulder a little more, although there was a still a half opened wound, when a sudden collision awoke him from his practiced meditation. His irises fluttered open to find the headless form of the angel strike the ground before him. Rolling quickly, a scythe struck into the earth next to him as a head dislodged itself from the end of the blade. The angel?s expression of shock was frozen upon its face as the demon licked its lips tasting the victory.
The warrior growled menacingly as his aura burst forth around him once more, leaping at the demon who nimbly sidestepped him. Reijin continued his rush, firing straight into the foray and wasting no time to avenge the angel. All of them would be avenged only by the destruction of every demon upon this asteroid. Until then, he would thank him for his assistance on the battlefield and acknowledge his unfortunate fall while doing so.
He saw a flash of red clothing in the distance and immediately fired out a few quick lobs of energy dispatching those in his path. Rushing forward, he found Bra and Gabriel battling the demon alone. Bra turned to him seething as he appeared, and his expression portrayed cold icy anger. The angel?s eyes flickered towards him in recognition and he called out in warning to them. ?Now is not the time to quarrel amongst ourselves. Reijin... Bra... we need you. Hold your differences until after the fight, please!? The Saiyan had nothing to say to the halfbreed girl. If she wished to throw a tantrum to him, then that was her folly.
The angel had seemed desperate, as he his strength were waning fast. Reijin turned as Bra once more rushed forward ahead of him, striking the demon without pretense. Taking advantage of the diversion, the pure breed launched the true assault upon the creature?s turned back, throwing a series of punches and kicks into the horned carapace of the armored demon. The demon turned a bit, managed to keep hold of both of them as the angel suddenly further flanked him, diving from the heaven?s once more with his blade as a dragoon would.
The demon?s horns locked around the great golden broadsword and he coughed in frustration from the surrounding of him. He expanded a large burst of dark ki energy that threw the three of them away from him as he gloated. ?You would fight me unfairly? Gabriel, you would abandon honor for an advantage such as this? I thought you angels were above this! Can it be? You fight with the heart of a demon!? His laughter echoed mockingly within the archangel?s ears, but Reijin could sense the falter in his voice.
?Ignore him!? Reijin warned. ?Look and see! He?s struggling to breathe, Gabriel. He only says this to get you to fight him alone again. He knows he?s losing and he?s trying to exploit you. If we defeat him, the others will fall!?
The tempestuous twelve year old darted in once more, attempting to exact her revenge upon the creature under the whiny assumption that she was the only being here that had suffered a loss. The loss of Vejita had been profound, affecting them all, but Reijin had hope that Vejita was still walking somewhere. The citizens of Kala had lost the most of them all, having been slaughtered by their own kind and then raised into a form of zombie and denying them all the rest that they deserved.
The pair of warriors joined into taking the demon in a flanking triangular movement as it howled in anguish while attempting to fight them off. Gabriel fought viciously, as if every ounce of his righteous anger were erupting at once, echoing the sentiments that seemed to be radiating from both the Saiyan and the half-human. They all had their reasons to fight. They all had their reasons to destroy him. They had all lost so much.
They would all have their revenge. They would all prevail.
The Saiyan found himself cast into a furious internal battle with himself as his emotions raged within. He was a Saiyan! He was meant to destroy and claim, nothing more. He was an animal that was meant to slash and fight, until everything around him was a desolate shell of what it once was. Then he was to move on and continue, fighting and relishing the bloodbath for what it was to be. The glory of the fight.
Inversely, he was trying to quell the rage that was building within him, to use his vast amount of mental training in an attempt to suppress the very instincts of his nature, to allow himself to think clearly while attempting to fight an near deity that tried to use those flaws in his blood to its own advantage.
He saw the silver road between the two paths, one that was comprised of a little of both ends. He was not good. He was not evil. He was both unto them selves, as he saw fit. To him, most things were simply a means to an end, and nothing was personal when it came to business. He rarely allowed his emotions to interfere with his own goals. A dark fire seemed to burn within him as a voice spoke to him. ?You are pathetic!? Pride refused to acknowledge this as so. ?Always trying to play the good guy when you know what your heart is. That black burned heart of yours.? Lies? This infernal spawn knew nothing of Reijin and his goals. Immediately after, the demon had accused him of being as evil as himself.
Reijin?s smile spread almost viciously across his shadowy persona. This creature knew nothing of the potential evil that Reijin could be accused of. This demon, Satan himself, nothing more than a mere spawn of fire, believed himself to be a higher creature than Reijin was.
?How absolutely pathetic,? he spat openly. This creature demanded to know where Reijin?s heart lay, whether he was good, or whether he was evil. ?Then let us be both.? A true warrior could follow the path of the sword without wasting every action contemplating the morality of it. A warrior killed, and that in itself was inherently evil. This demon knew nothing, NOTHING.
Reijin?s burning aura leapt brilliantly around him as he awoke from his daze, an image burning into his retina of a streak of gold encasing the feminine warrior as she slammed headlong into the incarnation of evil, doing nothing more than forcing the massive being back a step. He growled in anger as a sudden shadow above him alerted him to the presence of the angel, falling from the heavens with an impaling strike. He threw his weight to the side as quickly as his body would allow him, receiving nothing more than an open slice across the charred flesh of his neck as he struck the ground with thunderous applause.
His eyes flashed incredulously at the angel before glaring at Bra. He climbed to his feet as blackened blood coursed down his chest. ?Idiotic child!! You will suffer a thousand tortures for you interruption!? he threatened. Reijin nearly burst into applause for the angel?s opportunistic attack. He had nearly given the angel up for failure in the training, assuming that he had not acknowledged what must be done.
The empress screamed back just as passionately as the demon before her. ?You killed my dad!! I don?t care about your fucking threats! I don?t care about Gabriel and his stupid angels!! All I want is to fight you!! I?m going to kill you!? Taking advantage of the interruption once more, the archangel attempted to drive his blade into the greater demon?s ribs only to find the great onyx blade parrying it with ease. Bra?s eyes flashed with rage as she realized he had turned his attention away from her dismissively, no longer viewing her as a threat. ?Quit fucking around with him! Your fight?s with me now, and nobody else!?
Hearing her irate tantrum, he turned to her chortling. ?My fight?s with you?!? Bra nodded furiously at him while her aura coursed through her veins, enveloping her in a loving blanket of death. ?You precocious waste of flesh. I cast you aside like nothing the last time we met, and your precious father fell to one of my soldiers. And look at you! You?re pathetic! Do you honestly believe you?ll fare better than he-? Allowing no moment to pass for recovery, the golden hued immortal was once more upon him, slashing savagely at Satan, who was only able to barely turn it with his own abyssal blade.
?You opportunistic filth!? he bellowed, bringing down his weapon to meet the angel?s own defensive posture, driving the angelic general to his knees as he bit down on his jaw struggling. A passionate flame had taken hold of Gabriel as well, one that was not of this world, as his perfect form seemed emblazoned with a radiance of heaven itself. Satan?s eyes glanced towards Bra to find her in the air, summoning her kienzan daggers with ease. His hand raised and the very earth itself seemed to shift as multiple corpses of fallen demons seemed to rekindle themselves with a burning lifeforce, rising to stand defiantly between the dueling titans.
?Enough of this!? the Saiyan found himself growling as his Ki swords shimmered into being. A howling demon turned to his voice and rushed him, great claws raking at him as he brought one of his blades down into the creature?s neck. Withdrawing his blade with ease, he spun around, emerging himself into the vast flood of infernal creatures, feeling himself surrounded by a reviling taint. True flames embraced him, licking out at all approaching hell spawn. A few of them shied away from the flames as if remembering their usage as a torture in hell, while others just laughed it off, raising an assortment of weaponry as they moved in on him.
He advanced through the crowd, hearing their hellish screams as his blades introduced their nightmarish organs to the ground upon which they stood, flashing out and severing limbs and heads as if it were no effort at all. ?Get out of my way!? he spat, hearing an echo of the same sentiment from across the battlefield, but not knowing where from. He knew that he needed to clear a path from himself to the combatants rather than waste his time dealing with the filth around him. He was tired of this rock, and he was ready to be done with it all. He rose slightly into the air as his swords dissipated, his hands spread around him, fingers wide, as spiraling waves of energy seemed to take hold of his arms. His eyes defiantly sought at the largest of clusters around him in an attempt to somehow find where Gabriel and Satan were.
He felt a massive wave pass over him, as if someone else had detonated a huge bomb nearby. He grinned as the pool of energy grew to an acceptable amount and he thrust his palms forward, screaming ?Final Flash!? as the beam seemed to gather before him for a moment in hesitation before rushing towards the group below. A few of them looked up from their battle with the angel?s that had interceded as the wave of energy suddenly took them all, slamming into the earth and burning the flesh from the heavenly and diabolic alike, leaving no creature to mercy. He immediately capitalized on the momentum by rushing for the center of the encroaching energy field as he burst through the wave of energy at its weakest apex.
He struck the ground running, searching for his sought after adversary. Somehow he found himself colliding with Bra just as his eyes locked onto the demon. She attempted to immediately slide around him as her eyes focused on their one goal, but his hands clamped down on her shoulders in an attempt to shake her out of it. Her response was simple; she spun around, yelling at him with a hatred that was very unlike her as she slammed her palms against his chest. His eyes widened for a moment as a sudden Final Flash caught him off guard completely, hurling him through the crowd until his moment slammed him into a great monolithic monstrosity. He felt a sharp burning sensation pass through his shoulder as a wave of nausea encompassed him.
Rising to his feet was a struggle of its own immensity as the great war machine creaked in its movement forward. Demons immediately rushed in upon him and he closed his eyes, activating his Gravity Well as a method of buying himself a moment to recover. He lay on his chest breathing painfully into the dirt as his insides seemed aflame with agony. That girl had struck him with absolutely no pulled punches. He felt as if he?d been relentlessly been attacked as an enemy. He coughed a slight amount of blood as he managed to pull himself to his knees, grabbing onto the war machine?s stationary wheel for support. He saw a large number of demons lying on the ground in their own liquids while others were simply stumbling around and being pulled to the ground by the bed ridden.
The dark haired youth turned his head slowly, seeing a large blood soaked spike protruding from the center of the wheel, and he felt the warm liquid running through the inside of his arm. He winced, reaching around to feel at the hole with his good hand, hoping that he had not struck anything vital or crippling.
His arm move sorely as he rotated it. ?Die filth!? His attention snapped to a large demon that had risen up before him as the others were beginning to stir to life. They seemed to have a large amount of stability within them, unfortunately. He growled and leaned forward, stumbling a bit until he had righted himself completely, feeling his bones pop back into place slightly from the original impact.
His chest still hurt, but he had no time to deal with it at the moment. The demon?s growl began low and then rose into a feverous pitch, as he drew out a mighty battle axe and rushed to him, slamming the massive weapon forward to him. The youth nimbly dodged out of the way as the weapon struck the vehicle, embedding itself in the wheel. Reijin grabbed the creature by the back of the head and slammed its cranium onto the spike, driving it down until the blade erupted from the back of its skull.
He turned to find a dozen more demons before him, and he held up his sore arm, firing out a blast of energy at the oncoming wave. He could not go one handed for a while. He realized that he?d have to allow for his body to naturally heal a bit before he would be at fighting capacity. He reached around to his back, grasping the Ki Rifle and hoisting it up before him. Both of his hands clasped around the weapon and then, with much practiced fingers, he pressed a series of pressure plates along the weapon to activate it.
Immediately finding a target, he fired the weapon, a series of quick pulse bursts erupting from the barrel into the onslaught. Demons were struck in various vital areas as he pushed himself forward, firing shots into limbs and removing them with aim. It was very hard to focus on healing himself just enough to use his arm while also fighting with the weapon, but at least he didn?t have to waste his own ki on both.
He bumped into one of the angels as it cleaved a blade through a demonic foe. The angel turned to look at him and then smiled grimly. ?I fear we will not win this battle,? his voice echoed. Reijin glowered at him as he slashed his blade across the horned skull of an approaching trespasser. ?You are wounded,? he announced, motioning to Reijin?s shoulder.
The Saiyan nodded slowly as he fired a burst of energy into the midst of the mass of red flesh. The angel placed a firm hand onto his unharmed shoulder and motioned at the angry mob before them. ?Now is not a good time for you to be fighting. I will cover for you while you attempt to heal yourself.? He pushed the Saiyan forcefully to the ground beneath him and then twisted, impaling a leaping demon in the air before slinging it off his golden blade.
Healing himself in the center of the battle was hard, and required the utmost concentration to perform even the simplest of healings. He felt his aura penetrate the wound, moving through his vascular system with an innate knowledge of it, encouraging cellular reproduction and muscular repair. Reijin?s view faded a bit as he entrusted his life to the angel?s hands. All he could see was the playful imagery that flickered across his mind?s eye and feel the sore numbness that had enveloped his shoulder.
He felt himself slowly begin to move his shoulder a little more, although there was a still a half opened wound, when a sudden collision awoke him from his practiced meditation. His irises fluttered open to find the headless form of the angel strike the ground before him. Rolling quickly, a scythe struck into the earth next to him as a head dislodged itself from the end of the blade. The angel?s expression of shock was frozen upon its face as the demon licked its lips tasting the victory.
The warrior growled menacingly as his aura burst forth around him once more, leaping at the demon who nimbly sidestepped him. Reijin continued his rush, firing straight into the foray and wasting no time to avenge the angel. All of them would be avenged only by the destruction of every demon upon this asteroid. Until then, he would thank him for his assistance on the battlefield and acknowledge his unfortunate fall while doing so.
He saw a flash of red clothing in the distance and immediately fired out a few quick lobs of energy dispatching those in his path. Rushing forward, he found Bra and Gabriel battling the demon alone. Bra turned to him seething as he appeared, and his expression portrayed cold icy anger. The angel?s eyes flickered towards him in recognition and he called out in warning to them. ?Now is not the time to quarrel amongst ourselves. Reijin... Bra... we need you. Hold your differences until after the fight, please!? The Saiyan had nothing to say to the halfbreed girl. If she wished to throw a tantrum to him, then that was her folly.
The angel had seemed desperate, as he his strength were waning fast. Reijin turned as Bra once more rushed forward ahead of him, striking the demon without pretense. Taking advantage of the diversion, the pure breed launched the true assault upon the creature?s turned back, throwing a series of punches and kicks into the horned carapace of the armored demon. The demon turned a bit, managed to keep hold of both of them as the angel suddenly further flanked him, diving from the heaven?s once more with his blade as a dragoon would.
The demon?s horns locked around the great golden broadsword and he coughed in frustration from the surrounding of him. He expanded a large burst of dark ki energy that threw the three of them away from him as he gloated. ?You would fight me unfairly? Gabriel, you would abandon honor for an advantage such as this? I thought you angels were above this! Can it be? You fight with the heart of a demon!? His laughter echoed mockingly within the archangel?s ears, but Reijin could sense the falter in his voice.
?Ignore him!? Reijin warned. ?Look and see! He?s struggling to breathe, Gabriel. He only says this to get you to fight him alone again. He knows he?s losing and he?s trying to exploit you. If we defeat him, the others will fall!?
The tempestuous twelve year old darted in once more, attempting to exact her revenge upon the creature under the whiny assumption that she was the only being here that had suffered a loss. The loss of Vejita had been profound, affecting them all, but Reijin had hope that Vejita was still walking somewhere. The citizens of Kala had lost the most of them all, having been slaughtered by their own kind and then raised into a form of zombie and denying them all the rest that they deserved.
The pair of warriors joined into taking the demon in a flanking triangular movement as it howled in anguish while attempting to fight them off. Gabriel fought viciously, as if every ounce of his righteous anger were erupting at once, echoing the sentiments that seemed to be radiating from both the Saiyan and the half-human. They all had their reasons to fight. They all had their reasons to destroy him. They had all lost so much.
They would all have their revenge. They would all prevail.
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