Gaius Frickin' kills a dude 3

Don't Own DxD or D&D, Only The Oc

'thought'

"Speech"

System Text

'Ddraig Mental'

"Ddraig Vocal"

"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

[Starting Split]

I let out a long sigh, the tension in my shoulders disappearing as I relax in the warm water. Valerie has a slightly strained smile as her eyes peer down into the water every now and then, and Ravel just seems relaxed. It's not the first time we have seen each other naked, it won't be the last.

My arms are looped around the two women's shoulders, I gently cup a breast in each hand. A usual sort of arrangement for when I am bathing with two women.

What's a little unusual is the small fairy sat atop the tip of my fully erect member, balancing precariously on it as she crosses one leg over the other, with every slight twitch her entire body sways.

"So... what are we going to do after this Kokabiel mess." Ravel frowns, her eyes straying over to my face.

"Oh, well, I'll probably show you a thing I have been working on... and if me reading a holy book and having a sacred gear surprised you, you better brace yourself, because the thing I have been working on will shatter your world view."

"R-Really?" The girl blinks.

"Yep." I nod. "Speaking of which... do you have a peerage or something?"

"I... don't." The girl states with a small head shake. "But I could easily get some evil pieces... why?"

"It'll probably be in your best interest to get a peerage in the future. The thing I am working on involves us meeting a lot of fairly powerful humans." I easily explain. "I was either going to allow you to have the people I picked out, or possibly Sona."

"Oh. Give them to Sona. I don't really want a peerage to be completely honest... I just want to stay by your side."

"Well, that's touching." I smirk as I give her right breast a gentle squeeze. "If I have my way, you'll always be by my side, Ravel."

A smile crosses the girl's face as she leans her head on my shoulder. "I'm glad."

We soak in silence for a while as I look in between the three girls around me.

"Ravel." I suddenly state.

"Yes?" She mutters with a confused expression.

"When this Kokabiel stuff is all over I'm going to give you the fucking you deserve." I smirk.

"W-What?" She stutters, a blush crossing her face quickly.

"What about me!" The Fey currently riding my second head pouts.

"You're second." I deadpan down at the fey.

"Mnnnn." The fairy growls.

huh... thought occurs... I need to go slap some sense into Kiba.

[Split]

"Gaius?! What do I owe the pleasure?" Rias asks with wide eyes.

Akeno is stood beside her king, Koneko is silently eating chocolate.

"Oh, I'm here to tell you that I've decided to help the exorcists reclaim Excalibur." I announce as my eyes slide over to the silently fuming blonde boy. "Also, I've come to shout at your knight. I'm sorry for what I must do."

His eyes snap up at the mention of Excalibur and he glares at me in barely restrained fury.

*CRASH*

I backhand him hard enough to knock him out of his chair and into the floor.

"GAIUS?! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Rias shrieks.

"Kiba. Look at me." I growl lowly. "Grow. Up."

Rias begins to shout at me to leave but I cut her off.

"I have two Pendragons in my peerage. And a third who lives at my place... the lady of the lake is my familiar."

He lunges to his feet, blade appearing in his hand.

I block the slash with my forearm, the blade shattering like glass, sending metal shards pelting my Avalon shield that flickers briefly to life.

"Your revenge is fucking pointless. You are frothing at the mouth like a rabid animal. I did not want to have this conversation with you, but the way you are acting puts people I care about at risk. Your focus on Excalibur is a fucking joke Kiba, you act like your only reason for living is nothing more than hating a worthless piece of metal and its sad."

I ignore the several more shattering blades on my body as Kiba lets out a shout of fury. "WHAT DO YOU KNOW?! MY FRIENDS DIED FOR THAT BLADE!"

"So now you must destroy everything connected to that blade? Be real." I scoff humorlessly.

"Artoria is a Pendragon. Are you telling me that you wouldn't try to murder her merely because of her name? A fucking SWORD does not choose who it kills. You are acting just like the people who murdered your family you disgrace. Attacking people not even remotely attached to the holy sword project out of childish rage. Deeming who lives and dies just like those at the head of the project. Those two exorcists you hate so dearly were CHILDREN when that project was going on."

"THAT IS ENOUGH, GAIUS." Rias snarls abruptly, her power of destruction crackling around her.

Lightning crackles in the background as Akeno's eyes narrow, Koneko cautiously looks at me, fists clenched.

I cast a slow glance over all of them from the corner of my eye, I look back to Kiba. "Stop letting a piece of metal dictate your life. Stop being a little bastard and go after the person who dictated that all your friends died."

His sword stops inches from my throat.

It is the third time he tried to cut my head off, but at least this time he stopped.

"Explain." He frowns, eyes narrowing.

"Valper Galilei. He's here. He's working with Kokabiel, and he is the person you should focus your anger at. Not a hunk of scrap that the church tainted."

"How do you know that." He lowly growls, eyes narrowing.

"I am very good with information." I hum with a vicious smirk. "How else did you think I found out that you had a duel with the two exorcists despite the fact that I don't come to school anymore?"

"He didn't have to kill your friends." I continue. "He probably figured out the requirements to wield holy swords ages before he decided to murder your friends and family. If he had merely taken his research to the church, they would have developed a way to farm the light attribute required to wield a sword... like they do now... without the need for killing. They would have regarded him as a saint... but no... it was easier to kill you all. So instead of a worthless sword, and a family who hasn't even looked at Excalibur for a thousand years, focus on the person that actually hurt you. Please."

Kiba stares at the ground, seemingly slightly broken, the sword in his grasp falls from his hand and stabs into the wooden floor.

"Anyways, I'll take my leave." I hum as I turn and make my way to the door. "I assume we will be having words about this later, Rias... but a small piece of advice from me to you..."

I lock eyes with her and give her a disapproving frown. "Please get your peerage therapy."

"You don't know what my peerage needs." The girl growls, eyes narrowing. "Leave this clubroom and never return."

"Hn. Quite." I frown my eyes trailing over to Kiba.

"By the way, Kiba... after doing a little more digging... I figured out that you might not be the only survivor of that project... apparently some girl unlocked a sacred gear that placed her within a stasis bubble... where she remains to this day... her name was... Tosca?"

"Big sister... Tosca?" The blonde whispers.

"Now. I'm off to stop a great war. I'm sorry if this impacted our friendship, Rias. But while time and space heals some wounds, you allowing Kiba's hate to fester like this... wasn't helping anyone."

"Leave." The redhead hisses.

I silently leave the room.

[Split]

"Are you two done?" I ask the two smaller girls as I lean on the front of my desk.

"Mhm." Le Fay nods. "The barrier's in place."

"Good good." I slowly nod. "If that's the case, I believe I should begin my search."

Kokabiel will be attacking the exorcists in around... ten minutes according to my special... talent... and with a little goading and the right taunts, he'll say some cursed knowledge that'll get the three girls excommunicated.

Then I can swoop in and offer the distraught girls a place in my peerage. Xenovia was simple. Just by merely being there, she'd want to join me, the man who reforged Caledfwlch, has two pendragons as peerage members, and THE lady of the lake as a familiar. Irina was a bit of a harder case, the main issue is keeping her awake to hear Kokabiel's words. Xenovia is merely shocked, but Irina's faith runs much deeper... she will be broken by the news and fall into depression. I'll take advantage of that, and the seeds of doubt I planted within her earlier to get her to join my side.

Asia in the grand scheme of things was unplanned... I suppose it's to be expected when I murdered the fuck out of Diodora a few years back... hell, like half of his peerage is still kicking around somewhere in the world. They probably won't make an appearance, however. They were pretty weak.

Anyways, I'm thinking about gifting Asia to Sona... she'd make better use of her healing sacred gear than I would. I'm pretty much the designated healer of our group considering phoenix tears and the fact that I could bathe an entire area in fire and heal everyone at once with healing flames.

I still need to think of a reason to toss Asia to Sona. Something something 'I will soon have a lot of responsibility... I need my peerage to all be capable of defending themselves. Something something, you are a pacifist. Something something, complement her into thinking that she isn't useless, then 'you'd be in incredible danger if you went with me'.'

That sounds pretty good. I'll go with that.

"Well, stay close to the mansion. A while back I saw you two messing with runes, it's safe to say that this place is one of the most well defended places in Kuoh, right?"

The two girls flinch, embarrassed expression on their faces from being caught. They added those runes way back when they were still human and had probably forgotten about them.

"W-Well." Le Fay begins.

"It is." Meredith slowly nods.

"Then stay safe." I wave.

I wonder if ten minutes is enough to get some fast food. I could go for a burger of some sort.

[Split]

Pov: elsewhere

A blond haired teen stares at the wall of his room, knees brought up to his chest.

Recently he just had perhaps the largest mental break he has ever had since... his childhood... and while his master tells him to ignore everything the black haired devil said to him...

Is his entire quest for revenge... so stupid?

Does... he hate Artoria?

She hid her name from everyone but... was she right to do so?

He grits his teeth, angry, not at the blonde swordwoman, but at himself.

He allowed his rage to be diluted to the easiest target... his rage could have gotten his new family hurt...

Plus, he got new information that brings him untold joy.

She's alive... Tosca's alive.

He hates to say it, but Gaius was right. He was acting childish.

A rip in reality forms on the other side of the room, causing the Gremory knight to leap to his feet, a sword appearing in his hand.

A blond man steps through the portal, the devil flinches at the raw holy aura radiating from the rift.

It's the most horrifying feeling he has ever felt. Those hunks of metal the exorcists carried couldn't even BEGIN to compare to this sheer purity and power.

"Knight of Gremory... my name is Arthur Pendragon..." The glasses wearing man tenses slightly, as if he is expecting an attack.

He's human, so this must be either the third pendragon Gaius is letting stay at his house...

"I'm not going to attack you..." The knight sighs as he sits on his bed. "Gaius already yelled at me... I know my hate is stupid... I'm sorry."

"Your hate isn't stupid... it's just not focused on the right thing." The man sighs. "I am sorry that my family's weapon was the reason people you cared about died..."

"Valper Galilei." The knight hisses. "It wasn't the stupid sword, it was him."

"It was." The pendragon agrees. "That's why I am here."

The knight's eyes snap onto the Pendragon.

"I know where he currently is." The glasses wearing man states.

The knight's eyes narrow considerably, his fists clench.

"And I believe you have far more right to kill him than I do." The pendragon finishes.

[Split]

Pov: returned

I sit in a tree, hidden under an illusion, silenced, and magical aura hidden as I boredly slurp on a milkshake.

"Show me what you've got, pawns of the lord." A bulky, suit wearing man growls, he has long matted black hair, sickly pale skin, red eyes, and pointed ears.

Kokabiel.

We are currently located on the outskirts of Kuoh, somewhere in the forest between the edge of the town and the abandoned church.

*CLANG*

A frankly ridiculous sword swipes through the air, it is shaped vaguely like an Indonesian Kris in the way its blade bends and curves like a snake, however it has a large diamond shaped gap in the center of the blade, making it look a little unwieldy and front heavy. It also has several large jagged points, each several inches long pointed backwards along the bottom of the edge.

It is one ugly blade.

There are not many weapons I would call ugly, but the pure impracticality of this sword is honestly making me a little mad.

But the fact that Xenovia managed to deflect the attack of Excalibur Rapidly is frankly astounding.

Her body glows slightly as she tilts destruction to send the blade skittering aside, she brings the pommel up to smash into the Fallen's chest but he hops backwards.

I reach into a paper bag and pull out a fried jalapeno popper and stuff the entire thing into my mouth, I look to a ring of red crystal on my finger.

The boosted gear.

Currently morphed into a ring for convenience. Ddraig would have my head if I got any grease on the gear.

'I would.'

'you think ten boosts is enough?'

'I do.'

'better do eleven just to completely fuck him over.'

The ring glows brightly, the extremely loud 'BOOST' being silenced by my magic.

The Excalibur fragment in the man's head slashes downwards aiming at the blue haired girl's throat, but the twin tailed girl slides to a halt with a katana, she is knocked back with a small gasp she rolls to a halt in front of the nun who swiftly begins healing her with twilight healing, a fairly large gash on her stomach from where the blade struck through her guard, she barely managed to delay kokabiel's blow long enough for the blue haired woman to slash her blade upwards, carving a trench of destruction that goes on for a good one hundred feet or so, knocking down trees, reducing rocks to pebbles, dirt to dust, and plant matter to splinters.

It would have been impressive... had it actually hit Kokabiel.

He sidesteps the wave, a fairly large grin on his face. "You aren't half bad human!"

Three blows strike the side of Excalibur destruction as the exorcist lets out a grunt of exertion, her feet carving lines in the earth.

"I wonder what expression of rage Michael will have on his face when he discovers his exorcists slaughtered with church weaponry." The warmonger idly notes as his eyes narrow; he points the fragment of Excalibur at Xenovia. "But you... blue haired girl... you interest me. You may live till the main event... but I wonder... will you fight better... for vengeance?"

"ASIA! IRINA!" The blue haired girl shrieks as the cadre blurs towards the two girls

I burst into motion, the brown haired exorcist is in a seated position, she can only look up in horror as the blade descends towards the blonde nun's open back.

I reappear.

*CLANG*

I have one arm fully extended, the other bent and propped against my hip, holding the rolled top of a fast-food bag in its grip, my other hand's index finger is fully extended, the Excalibur ruler clashes with the very tip of my finger as the Fallen's eyes widen considerably. Sparks of holy power crackle around my hand as the two opposing forces clash.

"Oh good. I made it in time." I smirk up at the taller man.

I am by no means a short person, but this lanky monster here has a good two thirds of a foot on me.

"Who... are you?" The man's eyes narrow dangerously.

"A threat." I answer calmly as my eyes suddenly narrow. "Your sword annoys me."

The red crystal ring on my index finger glows brightly.

[DEVASTATE!]

Kokabiel arches backwards as far as he can, narrowly avoiding a pulse of magic power that utterly shatters the sword, leaving a mere hilt which the fallen is forced to drop.

The blast probably would have decapitated him had it hit.

With a flap of his wings he is propelled away from me, landing in a crouch a good forty feet away, he looks mildly cautious as he slowly stands to his full height.

I allow my arm to slowly fall as I give the fallen a smug smirk.

"Who the hell are you?" The man snarls. "There were no devils this strong in Kuoh."

"Did those damned Satans figure out my plan?! Tch it'll need more than one of their peerage to kill me."

"No... you are just a fucking dumbass, Kokabiel... do your research next time. I don't have any real relations to the Satans... besides being engaged to Serafall's little sister, of course. My name is Gaius Decarabia. The third young devil in ownership of this town."

"A devil with a sacred gear? Interesting..." The man mutters.

"It's not all that impressive to have a sacred gear." I scoff. "With the Grigori's thief technology, I'm surprised that you don't have one."

"Your goal here is to cause a war, right?" I press on with a disapproving frown. "It's honestly sad that you are trying to make your race extinct."

"You are wrong, boy, it is obvious the fallen would come out on top." He scoffs. "That fool Azazel is just a coward... with this I can force his hand and-"

"Ababa, I'm going to stop you right there. Sirzechs could probably obliterate Azazel, your strongest member. And he is only one of two super devils we have in our race. The devil faction would eat yours alive. And that's not even taking into account God. Like, really? Are you a fucking IDIOT? You seem to forget that HE MADE YOU. He should be able to just as easily unmake you as well. It's just a snap of his fingers and you are gone."

He smirks smugly. "I doubt that-"

I cut him off. "Do you honestly think a pathetic, insignificant weakling like you could take Sirzechs and Serafall after they hunt you down and make you pay for killing their siblings? Shame... they won't even need to... because I am going to kill you Kokabiel."

"You are awfully arrogant for a simple devil-" the fallen snarls.

"You're awfully pathetic for someone who is supposed to be one of the strongest in the Grigori." I cut in, trying to make him as angry as physically possible.

His eyebrow twitches, hand clenching, Xenovia has been taking this time to regain her breath, and Asia finished healing Irina.

I toss the bag of fast food into the brown haired exorcists hands, she fumbles with it for a moment before she looks down at them confusedly.

"Those are mine." I mutter over my shoulder as I slowly walk forwards. "Don't eat them."

I crack my wrist with an arrogant grin as I observe the fallen. "Kokabiel... you had better pray that god will have mercy on your soul... because I certainly won't."

The ring glows.

[ACCELERATE!]

I promptly disappear, causing the cadre to take to the sky-

My boot smashes into his back and sends him crashing into the dirt, creating a massive crater, he flips to his feet, avoiding the follow up kick that sends cracks cascading across the forest floor.

A light spear crackles to life in his hand, he quickly swipes it towards me much like a sword.

It breaks upon my guarding forearm as I punch him in the face with my other hand.

"Ghh-" he growls as he hops backwards and holds out a hand.

Some type of explosive spell appears in his grasp, but as I hold up my own hand, the spell winks out of existence.

"Wh-"

[BOOST!]

I blur forwards and punch him in the throat, earth being displaced from my sudden movement. "Grk-"

My other fist crashes into his open sternum, there is a dull crack as my ring lets out another call.

[PENETRATE!]

Globs of blood spray from his mouth as he is launched back, the fallen smashes through a nearby tree with a loud crash, causing it to topple to the ground with a creaky thump.

I slip my hands in my pockets as I slowly approach the prone Fallen.

"Ugh. Pathetic." I scoff as I peer down at him.

"You damned devil... you... wouldn't be able to do this... without that damned sacred gear." He wheezes, blood pooling at the corners of his mouth.

"Who gives a shit if I have a sacred gear or not." I snort with a smug smile.

The man's eyes narrow slightly as I shrug innocently. "I'm using power that gained for myself... power that I trained... unlike you, of course, you're just coasting off what God gave you, right? You sicken me."

"You love to throw that name around, devil. To think that the small inheritance of power that he left Michael has already dimmed to a point that a devil can freely say his name."

"Hn-"

"What do you mean by that, fallen?!" Xenovia snarls.

The Cadre lets out a humorless chuckle. "Oh... you don't know... how wonderful. That god you devote every waking moment of your life to... the god that your entire faith hinges on... he's dead."

"W-What?" Irina hoarsely whispers.

"N-No." Asia stutters.

"LIAR!" Xenovia roars.

I lunge to the side suddenly, a small arc of light arcs from Kokabiel's hand, aiming not for me, but for the blue haired exorcist who is aggressively gripping her sword.

I use my body to shield the exorcist, once more, Kokabiel's attack fails to even pierce Avalon's armor.

If it let Xenovia in Canon Dxd tank a light infused punch from a GOD of light, Kokabiel's last ditch effort to distract me has zero chance of piercing... though what he does next just might... it seems I'll have to take the kiddie gloves off.

'Ah this is going to be good.'

'Shame I don't have balance breaker, eh? The ability to cycle through callouts rapidly instead of on a five second cooldown might have been useful.'

'a shame indeed, but finally, a TRUE battle in which you can murder something.'

'True. I haven't done a senseless killing since like... Raynare a month ago... and that one was stupidly easy. I want a challenge!'

'As do I.'

Kokabiel floats to his feet with a grin, a hand slipping into his coat. "Why would I ever need to lie to you, Exorcist."

He grips something within his shirt and continues his monologue. "This world is in a constant state of seeking balance... with the loss of Lucifer and his original Satans... reasonably, shouldn't heaven have lost their leader as well?"

"I was there. I saw your precious god die. Skewered upon Lucifer's weaponry. I saw the life leave his eyes. That is why I don't find it surprising a devil is able to say his name freely without retribution."

Irina falls to her knees, her shoulders shaking, tears brimming her eyes. "N-No... Y-You're wrong..."

Asia faints, collapsing to the ground, cloak opening to reveal that she is in fact wearing the same skin tight suits as the two exorcists

"That... can't be." Xenovia gasps, her expression morphing to one of shock as I glance over my shoulder.

I turn back to face Kokabiel, a feral grin on his face as black wisps of power begin to flow around him, I feel his power increase drastically.

Two crackling wings of fire appear on my back as I float off the ground.

I pound my ring wearing hand into the palm of my other hand.

[IMITATE!]

A liquid metal flows over both my hands, quickly morphing into two gauntlets that creep up my forearms, each finger tipped with a sharp claw.

The gauntlets look similar to a normal boosted gear, however there are some noticeable changes. Instead of the regular green orb, in the back of each palm is a large golden orb, lines of silver creep out from it, a row of silver spikes run along the backside of the forearms, and large pointed silver spikes are on each side of the gauntlets, all with gilded symbols of arcane power.

A row of golden crosses goes across each knuckle, granting something similar to brass knuckles.

"You don't seem very surprised about the world-shattering information I have given you, devil." The fallen notes.

"Oh, I am... but... you're also right..." I slowly mutter, my voice being carried in the night time silence of the forest. "He wouldn't let me keep my natural advantage. Being able to wield Excalibur is one thing, but the ability to speak his name, read the bible, and if I wish it, pray? He would have either erased me, or 'fixed' me ages ago."

I crack my wrist and roll my shoulders as I float across from the fallen.

"You don't seriously think you still have a chance, do you?" The fallen cackles. "I will admit, you are strong, boy, but I have the power of infinity. I could blow up this entire town if I wished."

A smile works its way across my face. "You don't seem to get that I was taking it easy on you this entire time."

"Is that so? Well, devil. Give me your best-"

Mythic power surges through my body, my strength, speed, and durability are increased dozens of times over, a portal appears behind the fallen, I appear in front of him before he can do much of anything and slam my fist into his face, we are both carried through the dimension door.

[BOOST!]

[ACCELERATE!]

The fiery wings on my back explode as we pick up speed, we rocket through the night sky like a shooting star, leaving a trail of fire in our wake.

My offhand hammers into Kokabiel's stomach as we near the ground, rocketing his body through foliage as a barrier springs to life around the surrounding thousand feet or so.

He creates a visible trench through the earth as he slides through the dirt, blood drips down his chin in large amounts, his eyes are wide.

He's certainly stronger than Serafall when she was fighting me... who knows if with Ophis snake he is stronger than her full power... honestly, he might be... but I am also far stronger... I am boosted five more times than when I fought Serafall, and I have the ability to Accelerate, a special trait of my subspecies boosted gear.

"Pick yourself up, Fallen. You are pathetic."

"Oooh fighting words, eh?" I smirk at the dragon's low snarl.

"He has the gall to insinuate that my power isn't your own. You took my gear and rose it to entirely new heights... this is your power now, Partner."

"A little Hypocritical considering he just did, whatever the hell that is..." I nod slowly, mentally noting that Ddraig called me 'Partner' instead of 'Temporary Partner'.

I watch the fallen slowly pick himself up from the crater he found himself in, it seems that he has some form of regeneration, but instead of healing him, it seems to be completely and totally occupied by keeping him from getting worse.

Unlike me, his body can't look at something and decide 'it's too far gone' and dissolve it into ash and simply make a new one. His heart and punctured lungs are trying to slowly shove his snapped ribs back into place.

He falls to his knees and lets out a low wheeze, bringing a hand to his chest.

The black wisps around him seem to intensify, he winces and shudders slightly, but eventually forces himself to his feet. His wounds begin healing swiftly after that.

He lets out a long shaky breath, blood freely dripping down his chin and onto his clothing. "What... are you?"

"Gaius Decarabia. Heir to both the Decarabia and Malthus clans. Budding Super Devil, and this generation's- and possibly the next thousand generations- Red Dragon Emperor." I answer with a vicious smirk.

"Also, decidedly the strongest Red Dragon Emperor there has ever been." Ddraig cuts in.

"oooh." I hum with a small head tilt. "I didn't know that last one."

"Tch... a devil with a Longinus-"

"A SUPER devil with a Super Longinus. Don't forget the 'Super'." I hum as I touch down on the ground and cross my arms.

His eyes narrow, suddenly he blasts from the ground, a spear of light springing to life in his hands, wisps of darkness pool around the edge as he nears.

Everything slows down as a blade appears in my hand, a simple claymore with a golden cross guard.

I deflect the slash, then leave a thin gash on his torso as I step past. He lets out a roar and whirls around, I block his next slash with the pommel of my sword and slash the blade upwards, he leaps back, but a shallow cut appears in his body, starting at his stomach and going up to split his chin, barely missing his neck.

He lets out another roar and lunges forwards, I parry two slashes with two of my own and land a kick to his stomach that forces the air from his lungs.

We both miss our next attack as a loud noise echoes throughout the forest... it sounds like someone throwing a wet paper towel roll against a window.

I glance to the side to see a white armored figure smashed against the barrier Meredith and Le Fay set up.

'is that-'

'Albion.'

Six seconds are up.

Everything speeds up as a light sword slashes against my chest creating a cut three inches deep, even through Avalon. Fire spews from the wound as I hop back, activating my three mythic abilities to increase my physical power once more.

I deflect a skewering stab, it skims my side, creating a small gout of flames as it makes a small cut, the pommel of my sword strikes Kokabiel in the nose, shattering it and causing blood to splatter over my face.

'Ddraig Activate 'Kill Move'.'

'Got it.'

Kokabeil slashes downwards, another sword appearing in his hand.

My eyes suddenly narrow as my hands grip tightly on Excalibur ruler, its blade seems to morph into red crystal as I slash upwards.

An arm flies through the air as feathers flutter around violently.

Kokabiel's right arm is cut off at the elbow, most of the wings on his right side are clipped at the first joint, cutting them in half cleanly.

{DIVIDE!}

There's a crash as the barrier ripples, the hardlight walls surrounding us dimming slightly

"AAAAAHHHHHGGGGG!" The warmonger shouts, slashing out at me in one last ditch effort, all of his magic power flows into the light spear in his left hand, the mere light radiating from it causes Avalon's shield to crackle to life in order to protect my body from being burnt.

[OVERRIDE!]

The blade turns into nothing more than motes of light as the boosted blade cleaves through it, it seems to split before the sacred gear even touches it.

*Schlick*

His other arm is cleaved off at the elbow, leaving his broken light weapon, hanging lifelessly in the air as his hand and forearm flops to the ground.

He staggers forwards as I hold out a hand towards his back.

"What's wrong, Kokabiel... isn't this what you wanted?" I taunt as I clench my fist, causing the hanging light weapon to swiftly form four light spears that rocket towards his open back.

{DIVIDE!}

{DIVIDE!}

The barrier lowers as something pierces it.

Kokabiel is impaled four times as they shoot off into the distance, crashing into the ground and creating massive explosions where they land, irreversibly marring the landscape with incredible craters.

He has four grape fruit sized holes through his torso, one in between his shoulder blades, one slightly lower and to the left, one takes out a good portion of the muscle in between his right shoulder and neck, the final hole is lower, piercing through his stomach.

A quest has been completed!

The cadre drops like a sack of potatoes, a white armored figure sliding to a halt just out of reach of the fallen. His head slowly turns towards me as I look over him unimpressed. Not even slightly worried by his balance breaker state.

My muscles are starting to ache a bit, thus...

[Reset!]

"White dragon Emperor... what do I owe the pleasure?"

[Endsplit]