"Mordre et Diabolo de la continum francorus aparenti, nomnu!" says Zephyrion.
Huge blasts of red thunder is launched towards Apolla.
"Grandina asparentus patronum!" says Apolla, creating a holy shield to protect herself.
"Arma castelantum de virnontio et regalis la omega." says Artemis, sending a ray of blue magic towards Zephyrion.
Zephyrion is knocked off his horse. He fall to the ground, seriously hurt.
"Durantes asaleium costaalu et verentia." says Apolla.
"No, stop." says Artemis as she grab Apolla's hand.
"What...?" says Apolla confused.
"Don't do that. If you do, you're no better than him." says Artemis. "He should have the chance to give up on his own."
"No! He's the enemy. Let's kill him!" says Apolla.
"No!" says Artemis. "Even an enemy doesn't deserve to be killed in pure anger."
"Then what shall we do with him?" says Apolla.
"We'll send him to the Realm of Nothing. He'll suffer pain forever there." says Artemis.
"Good idea, noble sister." says Apolla.
"Banisticum verande antoclanum et sevius de la nagasticia." says Artemis as she send Zephyrion to the Realm of Nothing.
"No!" scream Zephyrion in pain as he get trapped in the Realm of Nothing.
"Nice one, girl." says Apolla, high fiving Artemis.
"Thanks." says Artemis.
"We did it, sister!" says Apolla.
"Yeah!" says Artemis.
"How do you want to celebrate our victory?" says Apolla.
"I think a magnificent noble dinner would be suitable." says Artemis.
"Sounds wonderful. I'm on." says Apolla.
"Too bad mom's not around anymore. She'd love to celebrate with us." says Artemis.
"I know. I miss her and dad." says Apolla.
"Me too." says Artemis. "I can't believe it's been almost 7 years since their death."
"Life's sort of empty without them." says Apolla.
"Yes, it is." says Artemis.
4 hours later in the royal dining room.
"Welcome, friends. My sister and I have invited you all here to celebrate that our beloved realm of Coventry is still safe." says Artemis.
"Long live Coventry." says Apolla. "And now...may the dinner of freedom begin."
Apolla, Artemis and all of their friends begin to eat.
"So...should you or I lead the council on Friday?" says Artemis.
"Well, you're much better at that so you can do it." says Apolla.
"Just as lazy as always, apparently. I don't mind leading the council though, so I'll take care of it, this time. Next month it's your turn." says Artemis.
"Okay." says Apolla.