Heavenly Opposers



The room itself became fully dark, not a single drop of light being able to be seen as Raven extended the realm of darkness itself into the room. But to Azrail, the one of Death itself, the darkness just felt like another ally as his senses started to spread around the room to find Raven's presence.

And thus, with a shift to the right, a tentacle of darkness that was aiming for his heart was missed. He waved the sword in his right hand forward as the darkness itself split apart, Azrail's eyes shining forth with the ability to see all souls as he located Raven moving all around, her hands filled with two swords coming from his back.

Tring!

The sound of their swords clashing was heard out, Azrail's eyes blinking as he let out a subtle mental flow out of his mind, quickly hitting Raven who took a step back. But she wasn't one to break, as she too tried to repeat the same action, releasing a small wave to counterattack the drowsiness in her mind.

Yet the starting attack of Azrail already gave him the split-second chance that he needed. His left free hand, burning with a purple flame, hit upon Raven, flying her through this room of darkness. Yet no sound of a hit was heard out as the darkness itself, the shadow coming forth to swirl Raven in a sleep-like embrace, as the power of the attack slowed down.

Even then, Astrid did its job beautifully as the purple flame left its mark of hit within Raven, who used the darkness to go into hiding, which once again is useless. But Azrail's thoughts changed when he felt her presence moving erratically all around, using the shadows as her playground to make her position static.

'She is catching on quickly...'

Azrail thought as he kept seeing Raven's presence come and disappear. Then, a humongous pressure fell upon Azrail's shoulder, this realm of darkness and shadows themselves coming forth to apply pressure on Azrail, to keep him in check.

That's not the end, as thousands of shadow tendrils broke through and started to crawl all over Azrail, clamping him tight. From those tendrils, soon the very mental attack that he had given before started to be released, their gentle hums filling his mental state to break his barrier.

That wasn't even the end as Azrail felt the countless swords coming at him from all directions. The hint of despair, an element of extreme mental breaking, and pain covered above them all as they fell upon him.

"Better but not perfect," Azrail spoke out as he blasted forth with Astrid at full force, his body now fully covered with the purple flames forming a beautiful yet regal cloak over him, one of a ruler.

The room once shrouded in impenetrable darkness, now bore witness to a breathtaking display of power. As Azrail unleashed the full force of Astrid, the purple flames erupted from his being, swirling and dancing in a mesmerizing symphony. The cloak of regal purple fire cascaded down from his shoulders, its ethereal beauty an enchanting sight that seemed to command the very essence of flames.

"Don't worry about it, with a lot on hand, it's very difficult for anyone to fully create a perfect battle plan, especially for you who hadn't battled before."

The words of Azrail only did to lighten the pressure on Raven as she lightly smiled.

"Thank you, master, I will try to improve on myself."

Raven spoke to which Azrail replied.

"Don't worry about it, we will work on it together."

Azrail understands that Raven is a blessed monster. While she will have his fighting sense and more, to apply it fully with her mind would mean she would need to battle more, to truly fully extend the wills of her gifts. The show right now was just her basically using 10% of her powers. With correct practice and guidance, she will show what kind of monster she truly is.

"Come, let's fight more."

With such words, Azrail began his guidance of Raven, the two of them having fun.

...

2 Days Later:

"We are here?"

Azrail asked the kneeling Nayan now stuck piloting the big body he is in. He uses a decoy while the original one just went to sleep, the one in front of Azrail looking like a very crazy scientist with doctor-like wrapping all over him, the puppet itself being 2 meters tall and filled with a crazy feeling all around him.

"We are right underground."

Nayan replied, to which Azrail nodded his head, his body flashing from the Realm Scrapper as he appeared right outside the humongous royal floating city.

'Guess it's time....'

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