Flawed Reflection

Nephis remained silent for a few moments, then shook her hand and gripped the hilt of her sword. Sparks of white flame were still dancing in her beautiful grey eyes. 

"I am not suggesting it rashly. We have already faced two of the Six Plagues, so we know how fearsome they are…"

Mordret looked at her in surprise. 

"Wait… you did?"

She nodded. 

"Yes. There were unique circumstances that allowed us to exploit their Flaws. As a result, Undying Slaughter killed Devouring Beast, and was then finished off by the five of us. She had been greatly weakened… and still, we barely managed to survive that battle."

Nephis glanced at Sunny. Then, a hint of a smile appeared on her lips. 

Glancing at Mordret, she said:

"Oh, and Sunny personally erased the Mad Prince from existence… so thoroughly that there's not even a corpse left. So, the Six Plagues are now down to Three."