This was it. The final battle. Once they defeated the kishin it would all be over. Maka smirked. She had a fool proof plan, all it required was her, crona, a piece of paper with poetry, a pair of earplugs, and a book.
This Kishin doesn't stand a chance. Maka smirked.
The Kishin looked pretty confident for someone about to perish into oblivion. He had no idea of the torture that was about to befall him. She almost felt sorry for him...almost.
"Ha! You don't even have any weapons and you think you have the ability to challenge me? You're a riot!" The Kishin mocked.
Maka just smirked again. "You don't even realize what you're up against!"She retorted.
Meanwhile Crona just looked like he was about to pee his pants...or robe in this case. "A-are you s-sure this plan is go-going to wo-work? "he stammered.
"Positive just give me a second and we can proceed." Maka smiled at the little boy/girl. And she proceeded to put the earplugs in. "NOW!" she yelled at him.
"/" Crona read the poem on the paper. With the earplugs on maka couldn't hear a thing, too bad Asura, The Kishin, wasn't so lucky. By the time Crona was done reading one of his longest poems ever Asura was curled up in a little ball mumbling to himself that he wished he'd never been born.
Maka just smiled. It worked! She knew no one, not even Asura, could take crona's poetry without feeling depressed. This was her chance! Time for her finishing blow. She took out her extremely thick hard-cover novel and rushed towards the mopie Asura and proceeded to raise the book high above her head.
"MAAAAKAAAA-CHOOOOOOP!" bringing her book spine upon his head with the strongest Maka-Chop she'd ever given in her life.
The weeping Kishin didn't stand a chance and proceeded to perish into nothing but a floating red orb.
Maka cheered! They did it! The Kishin Asura was finally no more! Maka was so caught up in her excitement she went right up to Crona and kissed him right on the lips. Which caused the poor pink headed boy/girl to turn tomato faced and faint.