The shiny Staraptor flew up high, and charged down. She took on a cyan-coloured glow as she hurtled down. Tsubaki sliced off her beak with her hair, which she had turned into a Chain Scythe.
"You leave my friends alone, Witch!" She cried, as Avianna pressed down hard on her face to suppress the blood; Tsubaki was heartbroken enough from watching Black*Star die, and she was not going to let Avianna kill Maka, too.
Tsubaki freed her mind of her fear, and gave the bird a frightening glare.
Avianna charged at her and alternated between punching her with her feet closed like a fist, and kicking her with her talons outstretched. One of them caught Tsubaki's leg and left a large cut on it.
"Come on, Witch. Do that again."
Tsubaki waited for the raptor to strike and parried by holding the Chain Scythe to Avianna's talons. She swiftly turned to the side, and hacked off two of her toes. Pain was apparent on Avianna's face. Tsubaki made good use of her time to check on Maka.
"Tsu…Tsubaki?"
"Maka, you have to get up! Look!" Tsubaki replied, pointing to the injured bird.
Maka managed to heave herself off of the floor a little, and she stuck her scythe into the ground and used it to stand. She cleared her thoughts, did her best to ignore the searing pain, and focused on killing Avianna once and for all.
" Did that hurt, Avianna?" Maka chuckled. "Do you want some more?"
Maka chopped off Avianna's leg. The shiny Staraptor thrashed about trying to attack her, but Maka's fury was too much to bear.
"Come on, Witch! If I can fight with all of these injuries, so can you! Stop being such a baby!" Maka shouted.
The bird faded into a shadow that began to shrink into the shape of a human. She seemed to retain her wounds. Her lips were completely missing, leaving only gums and teeth. She tried to yell at Maka, but with no lips to shape her words, all that had come out of her throat were indecipherable growls. Maka tossed Vulpix to the floor.
"Let's resonate, Soul! Let's finish her-"
If you kill me, you will kill him too.
Maka took a reluctant step back.
"Soul..." she whispered, "I can't kill her. You'll die if I-"
"Just do it, Maka. Kick her ass."
Maka nodded, and announced that she and Soul resonate. Maka made the most of the last resonance she would ever do with Soul as her partner. She thought deeply about the times they shared together, the good and the bad.
You read a lot, so you're boring. And you have fat ankles!
Back away! I won't let you touch my meister!
As a cool guy, I'm used to seeing naked women.
There's no way a cool guy like me would go for a girl with such small breasts!
Soul became the glittering blade that Maka had hoped for.
"Goodbye, Soul…" she whispered, this time with a smile on her face.
"See ya later, Maka. Don't get so clingy this time, okay?"
Maka lunged at the Witch with her Witch Hunter scythe. The blade slashed through her chest, and reappeared at the other side with her cold heart on the other end, still pumping thick blood. Lord Death lifted his head and rubbed it.
"Ouch! I took quite a beating, didn't I?" He said to himself.
"AGH!"
"Maka!" Soul cried.
Maka broke to the floor, clutching her chest.