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Battle of Arnemuiden,

One of the first battles fought in the Hundred Years War in history, the first major naval battle in which France due to it's vast numbers triumphed over English forces, also the first recorded naval battle in which artillery was used against ships. This battle would also be the location for one of the decisive battles for the Angels and Fallen Angels, with no human participants from either side, A pure battle for power and supremacy.

With hundreds of thousands of combatants on either side, both Angel and Fallen facing off against one another as the humans waged one of their own wars below. Heaven had sent many cadre-class angels to combat the Fallen, leading the Angels were two of the Ten Seraphs Sandalphon and Raziel while the Fallen were lead by Penemue and Satanael with either side using their power houses for this battle, it's results would determine the course of the next few battles.

Penemue looked at the Angels and sighed, her long purple swaying in the air she looked to Satanael who had a crazy look in his eyes, "You're nut." Satanael smiled at her in response, "I'll take that as a compliment." Satanael raised his hand signaling their men to get ready. As soon as he brought it down beams of magic and spears were bombarded at the Angels who were looking straight at them their wings fluttering in the air. This battle would take place in the sky. Raziel a handsome man with golden hair clasped both his hands together with his eyes closed. "Lord Protect thy children." he said in a low voice but from him a barrier expanded outwards eventually coming to a halt.

The sky lit up in explosions as soon as the magic collided with the barrier but this was his specialty as the protector and Guardian, his barrier held against their attack, well that is until Satanael himself charged straight at it and collided into while wielding a sword. His sword gave off a black hue as he grinned and smashed it into the barrier. He was thrown back but the barrier itself also started shattering like glass. Signaling the start of the battle as both sides clashed with one another, explosions ringing out destroying everything, limbs flying people screaming in pain and giving war cries charging at death the usual.

Sandalphon used that chance and quickly wielding his long sword charged at Satanael who was flying backwards from the impact. Intending to split him in two he slashed but was met with magic blast so he had to back down. Samael straightened up raised his hand summoning hundreds of light spears before all of them shot at Sandalphon but just like Penemue protected him, a barrier erected by Raziel stopped his attacks. Clicking his tongue in annoyance and charged in with his sword lowered before slashing it upwards only to be blocked. He grinned and placed his hand next to Sandalphon's face as a magic circle appeared and blew out his face.

Penemue felt a bit joyous so she raised her hand but was shocked because when the smoke from Sandalphon's face cleared a barrier had been erected right next to it. Satanael signaled towards Raziel and she understanding what he meant started bombarding Raziel with magics who placed a barrier around himself for protection before shooting back light spears which hit her straight on burning her in places.

She healed her wounds and while flying in erratic patterns to get rid of the light spears after her she kept bombarding Raziel with magics to keep his attention on her. "Hahahaha, come one pigeon hit me!" Satanael crazily said as he slashed Sandalphon whose arm got injured so he jumped back. To make up for him several 8 winged angels charged at Satanael who with a grin cut through all of them blowing apart some. Sandalphon with blinding speeds cut through Satanael forming a wound across his chest but the man just grinned and started fighting again.

An exchange of blows followed with both of them equaling each other, while the cadre-class fallen may have less potential than the 12 winged Seraphim they made up for the difference through sheer training, practice, knowledge and determination with each of them being strong enough to bring out Satan-Class levels of power, as such this was an expected result. Penemue on the other hand was on the losing side what with Raziel being a bad match for a long range fighter like her. But, all of this was expected Penemue grinned and circled around Raziel reaching blinding speeds and from all directions started bombarding him with magics. Raziel with much frustration slowly started accumulating injuries from this move.

While his defense may be absolute it was only in one direction as such no matter how strong it may be if it wasn't even there how would he defend himself. Sandalphon seeing his brother in trouble tried to go to his side but was blocked by a crazy Satanael and thrown back once more getting into an exchange of slashes. Meanwhile aside from their fight many other battles waged on as men on both sides died. A few hours had passed since then and as down below, five English ships struggled against an entire French Fleet, the death above wasn't small in amount either.

Raziel's injuries had now grown to the point where they ere life threatening, sighing in defeat he concentrated all he could and like a M18A1 hundreds if not thousands of light spears were thrown out of him as a last ditch attack, as he per their Father's orders retreated back to Heaven killing tens of thousands of Fallen in the process. Penemue clicked her tongue in frustration this was one of the most annoying things in existence, teleportation magic they for now had nothing against it, but they themselves also benefitted from it so it was fine for now.

Sandalphon looked at his retreating brother and sighed in relief, he was very worried partly diverting his attention from the current battle to keep an eye on him but now that he wasn't here...He grinned and slammed his long sword down in to Satanael with much greater than strength than before as he lit up in a bright yellow light. His long auburn hair rising into the air he vanished and kicked Penemue in the gut.

"You people get too confident." He raised his sword to the sky as it lit up giving the image of a cross held up side down. His wings dematerialized before the particles converged and formed two gigantic wings, his eyes glowing yellow he swung his sword eradicating everything the beam extending from it came across. A few moments passed before the sky lit up in explosions blowing apart the clouds revealing their battle for the humans to see.

Penemue stared at in shock but Satanael well his grin turned crazy as he gave of a black aura and charged straight at the now powered up Sandalphon, "HAHAHAHa, THIS IS WHAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!" his appearance turning beast like as he got into an exchange of blows. Penemue stared at the ongoing battle in shock, before looking up and giving an exasperated sigh over her weakness. But her eyes once more opened in surprise. Why was the Sun covered by the moon, why was an eclipse taking place now. She heard a shout, "HAHAHAHA, GET FUKT FRANCE!!", something tore through the air and a few seconds later, the entire sea below them lit up in explosions of a scale that made theirs look like fireworks.

ASAHI POV.

A Few Minutes Earlier,

There were supposed to be five English ships however one would not fire no matter how hard the others tried, so they gave their lives fighting the French Armies. On the deck of the Fifth One sat a man who was looking at the sky with his eyes twinkling in glee, he had just seen what Raziel did. His black and white hair swaying in the wind. He looked around in curiosity the sounds of canons firing had come to a halt.

He glanced at the man cowering by his side, "Hear that Captain the Battle's over." The Captain stared around in disbelief, this was expected how were five ships to deal with an entire fleet of ships. He fell to his knees at least he wanted to die for his country alongside his comrades but no this 'thing' came on board and killed all his crew only leaving him alive, before simply just staring at the sky like he was crazy. Asahi stood up dusting himself off and looked at the approaching fleet, "Woah that's a shit load of ships!" he turned to the Captain and smiled as the sky mysteriously turned dark. An eclipse had started occurring courtesy of Asahi himself.

He grinned at the Captain in joy he had been for so long wanting to try this, "England owes me one~, tell your King that or I'll be coming to collect the debt myself~." He said raising both his hands to each side. The ship started shaking before it calmed down, however in the next seconds strong waves started shaking it around threatening to topple it over. When the water calmed down, the Captain stared around in curiosity as to what the man in front of him meant by debt. Asahi signaled behind him with a smile. The captain slowly turned around to be met with a sight that he would not forget for his entire life.

Hundreds upon hundreds of warships floated in the water under the cover of darkness but were being illuminated by an ethereal light. Canons were fit on them and they moved in formation with no one manning them, Ghost ships as far as the eye could see. The approaching French Fleet stared on in shock and horror some of them denying this as a dream refusing to believe it after all were they not singing in joy from victory but a few moments ago.

Asahi laughed and shouted, "HAHAHA GET FUKT FRANCE!!!" as all of them launched beams at the incoming French tearing through the air, *SWISH* and colliding with the ships causing gigantic sky high explosions that lit up the entire sea as Asahi grinned finally seeing the effects of his power. [Eternal Ethereal Fleet Of The Eclipse]

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

The Captain watched on in disbelief as the French got torn to shreds destroying everything not even leaving any evidence of their existence behind and within himself he felt a sense of joy welling up looking at the destruction of his Homeland's Enemies his gaze towards Asahi turning reverent. Asahi with the same stupid smile pointed his hand toward the battle going on up above, "Fire." As soon as Penemue had seen the initial explosions she grabbed Satanael and teleported away, same with Sandalphon although he did try to take away as many of his men with him as possible.

*SWISH*

The Fallen and the Angels could only look on hopelessly as the Cataclysm Order or rather Asahi himself made his move and entrance into this battle. As soon as the beams reached a certain distance they blew up, leaving them to suffer the same fate as the French.

*BOOM*

Asahi stared at the results with a wide smile on his face, but immediately looked down as a letter formed out of thin air right in front of him, it was titled, "From Your Very Proud Father" causing several veins to pop out on his forehead.

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