Asmodeus death, Zafira dying.
“Balance must be kept at all costs, lest the universe and everything I’ve created eventually implodes.
I cannot bear to take the life of one of my first born myself, so it is up to you to summon the courage needed to defend that which you hold most dear.” the mysterious little girl said, then she suddenly shone with a brilliant radiance. “You are worthy.”
The blinding light dissipated and Kelvin found the sword Ragnarok in his hand.
Time had resumed, Zafira’s choking cries of agony pounded his ears.
Righteous fury erupted within him and with a mighty swing, Kelvin's blade passed through Asmodeus’ thick neck as if it were nothing but air.
Asmodeus went motionless, then ack blood spilled from around his throat.
His head fell to the floor as his empty corpse tumbled like a marionette with cut strings.
Asmodeus’ body ignited in a pale blue fire.
The roaring sound of millions of souls imprisoned within his body erupted from the flames.