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Young Devil Gathering Arc – Broken Glass

Dovray POV

"Bael and Regulus are in the middle."

That was everything we needed to know. We moved to the passage and started running. I could feel my shoulders tense. This battle was nothing like the previous ones. This was a battle of power. Power that we were sure we didn't have.

'We will win.' I focused on those words. I was sure the others were chanting that in their heads together with their own thoughts. But we needed those words to be able to move in this game. There was not an out this time. Seth couldn't earn us the win like with Sitri. Seth couldn't do it alone.

I looked at him, our Queen. He didn't look worried. He didn't even look tense. He looked like he was going to a training spar. Like he didn't have a concern in the world. It was a calming sight, really.

"I was hoping it would be you." We heard. Bael and the boy we knew was Regulus Nemea were standing next to each other.

"Hi." Seth said, like he was greeting a friend on the street. Bael laughed. I was already moving. Four knives flew off my hand and landed in a straight line between the heir and the Pawn. A wall of energy appeared connecting all the knives. Iorek charged.

Regulus Nemea started its transformation into lion form. By the time he was done, Iorek was already next to it, tackling it away from Bael. Seth went after the heir. I would have liked to, but there was no time to look at his battle.

I sent four more knives to the Longinus, Lightning knives this time. They landed around it and gave a shock that would have damaged even Iorek or Seth. The golden lion just shook it off. 'No Lightning then.' I made a mental note.

Iorek charged again. Both creatures stood in their rear legs and clashed against each other. Front legs pushing the enemy shoulders. Their jaws trying to take a bite at the other.

[Seth, she did it.] That was good. Poor Lucie, Seth had spent half a day talking her out of getting a tattoo after her loss against Sitri. He resembled a troubled parent. It didn't help that he had tattoos exactly for things like that and that Liam, Alan and Xander had gotten one each too.

[That's my little sister for you.] She would definitely appreciate that. The girl loved praise and if it came from Seth it had double or triple the effect.

I didn't wait to see who was stronger in the battle of beasts. Iorek could be a behemoth but he was still a baby even after all the time I had known him. Behemoths were creatures that lived for too long and took just as long to develop. It would be a long time before Iorek stood as the town-sized force of nature that an adult behemoth was. And even then, Iorek was a watered-down version of the real thing. It wasn't an insult. It was the truth.

I sent another set of four knives, explosive ones this time. I wouldn't be able to use anything but 4-Knived combos, anything less and it would be useless, I just knew it. The knives landed behind Regulus, slightly to a side. The explosion blew the lion up in the air. It landed somewhere to Iorek's left side.

[The Bael team's Bishop retires.]

The baby behemoth had charged at the lion again. Said golden creature stood op and smacked Iorek's head with a paw. Our Rook ended in the ground. 'This is bad.' The Pawn was already going after my fallen comrade.

I set another wall with my knives between them. The living Sacred Gear clashed against the wall breaking it down. But it did buy us a second. That was all Iorek needed to stand again. I moved closer sending another batch of knives. We were barely doing something to the golden lion. It was frustrating.

[The Bael team's Queen retires.] 'So, Seekvaira was right. That's a relieve.'

Regulus had stepped to a side, making the new explosion send him my way. I didn't want to use that trick yet, but I had no choice. This was a Longinus we were fighting against. I threw a knife to a side and channeled my magic. Just when I was seeing the lion's paw going down on me, I appeared where the knife had landed.

Flash Knife I had called it, everyone supported the name. On use the knife would give out a small flash of light. It was a nice last resort if I needed to get out of a… situation. The problem was that it consumed a lot of energy from me. It was a good thing my other knives and combos almost didn't use magic.

I felt dread crawling in my skin. Seth had used his Balance Breaker. That was a feeling that was difficult to explain but it was unforgettable. Like Death itself was standing in front of you with his scythe behind your neck, telling you that your life was over.

[One Knight, one Bishop and one Rook from the Bael team retire.]

'That's great.' I thought as beads of sweat formed on my brow. Iorek was clashing against. I took a second to look at our Queen. My eyes widened.

I had turned just in time to see Seth being punched away.

"Seekvaira, come here quick!" I shouted to the communication device.

I turned again when I heard a loud noise. Iorek had been smashed against a wall and Regulus was coming after me. I threw another knife and teleported away again. No more free escapes for me. Another batch of explosive knives was sent after the Longinus and I turned again.

I didn't even hear the next announcement.

I froze. I heard Iorek whimpering.

Seth was being held in the air like a ragged doll by Bael.

[}-o-{]

Seth POV

"Bael and Regulus are in the middle."

We started moving without saying a word. My mind was running through plans to deal with Bael but I came up with nothing. What was there I could do against someone that was just so stupidly powerful?

His body was so strong I doubted my magic would even scratch him. And that was without Touki. The manifestation of that monster's fighting spirit would be a problem in and on itself.

I would have to improvise. I would have preferred a plan, but I didn't have that on my side this time. Stupid Lightning Fast rules.

Even the souls were unusually quiet. There would usually be a wolf or two barking around, most of the time it being Sirius. Or Laura would be talking or humming. A cry from Filo. Even Walburga with her bitching and crazy talking. But there was nothing now. Everyone knew what was coming.

"I was hoping it would be you." We heard. Bael and Regulus Nemea stood side by side. Good. They hadn't merged yet.

"Hi." I said casually. I needed to keep a calm mind to deal with this guy. One mistake and his fist would punch the living daylights out of me, metaphorically and literally.

Dovray build a magical wall between King and Pawn. I charged summoning the chains, a pair of wolves instantly taking control of the lantern and scythe. Ice spear circles formed above my head.

The heir stood there like nothing was happening. The spears clashed against him and broke like they had hit a diamond wall. I would have been surprised or shocked, but I expected as much. Didn't hurt to try though.

The chains, now that he did dodge. Effortlessly he stepped aside and ducked under both chains at the last second so my wolves couldn't get him. I didn't stop moving or attacking. If I stopped, he would be on me on a second. If I let him have his way, he would stomp me.

[Seth, she did it.] I was so proud of that message. Lucie had driven herself to the ground working on that prison. It was her way of telling us, she would be no pushover. She may not fight, but the enemy would definitely not overlook her. They wouldn't get past her as if she was nothing, not again.

"That's my little sister for you." I meant it. She was my little sister. I knew she could do amazing things. I knew she would do even more amazing things in the future too. And I would be right there to see them happen.

I saw Bael's legs tense up. He was going to charge at me. A giant circle formed in front of me. After working with Seek one day and we had come up with this. Blizzard, I called it. A storm of tiny sharp ice shards shot at the heir in front of me. It didn't stop his jump, but it slowed it down and he didn't reach me. Good.

[The Bael team's Bishop retires.]

I put up my arms and several pillars of Ice formed around us. Bael was coming at me again. I swung a chain up to a pillar and pulled me away. The sound and the broken ground beneath the heir's fist told me it wouldn't have been nice to receive that.

I pulled another trick just in case. An Ice chute formed right below my feet and I skated on it. It was a bit of a waste of energy, but it did improve my speed a bit. I needed that bit if I wanted to survive this. I kept swinging my chains at him. I was taking in deep breaths in order to keep myself as calm and collected as possible.

[The Bael team's Queen retires.] Great, Seek's little trick had worked.

Bael appeared in from of me and smashed the ground. The chute broke and I stumbled for half a second. That was all he needed. I twisted my body to try and avoid the blow. I succeeded. His fist flew past my head. Then it was like a Wind barrage of Seek's hit me in the face.

My body flew in the air and I started to roll on the ground. 'Shit, this is ridiculous!' I twisted my body in the air and put my feet on the ground. I skidded for a few meters, but I was focusing my gaze in my opponent. He was charging again. Another Blizzard stopped him.

This wasn't working. I needed more speed. More power.

[Balance Breaker: Reaper of Souls]

"That's more like it!" Bael shouted. He sounded exited. 'Fucking battle-maniac.' I cursed in my mind.

We charged at each other. His movements had become much clearer to me. I could follow them. I was faster. Excitement flowed through my veins. I could feel his life force. It was calling me to end it.

I heard an announcement, but I ignored it.

His fists and feet flew past me several times. Now he couldn't just send me away. There was not escape from death and I was death now. I frowned. My scythe was flying past him too. That wasn't how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to d-… fall.

I ducked under a kick and saw a chance. I jumped and my scythe drawing a circle. His arm was not connected to his body anymore. A smirk grew in my face. But it quickly vanished. I had messed up.

I was in the air. I didn't have the chains to pull me away. My wings wouldn't act fast enough. I faced Bael and summoned an Ice shield in front of me. His fist smashed against it and his fist went right through it like it was made of paper. My face suffered all his power. My body flew in the air. I could feel my blood starting to flow from my brow and I think my left eye was damaged. That or I couldn't open it.

I put up another shield, but he kicked right through it too. I was flying again. This time I hit a wall. 'Finally.' I thought. My mind felt dizzy. But I was not flying, and I could still move. I pushed myself and charged again. We ran at each other.

I swung my scythe again. My movement felt sluggish. He smacked me with his remaining arm against the ground. And he punched. And then he punched again. And again. And again. Head. Chest. Shoulder. Chest. Head.

My scythe had fallen from my hands long ago. I barely felt my consciousness, let alone pain. He grabbed my head and pulled me up. I was hanging at the end of his extended arm and he was looking directly at me healthy eye.

We looked at each other. Silence seemed to have fallen on the whole place. I only heard my blood dripping to the ground. Only my blood, I noticed. I could see from the corner of my eye.

His arm was growing again. Muscle and veins formed again. Tissue grew from where the cut had been made. It looked like red roots rising and blending with each other in a grotesque show. In the end, said bundle of muscle and veins separated in five and his fingers took shape. He had his arm back.

'Touki?' Was all my confused, numb mind could work out.

"Bael." I forced out of my throat. I came out as barely a whisper.

"Yeah?" He asked. His voice didn't sound mocking. He sounded curious.

"I hope you like fire." I said. "Because I know a crazy bitch that does." I stated.

I could hear said crazy bitch laughing in my head. The green flame at the end of my scythe, that was lying on the floor, glowed and grew slightly. Then everything exploded in flames. I could feel it burning my body. I pushed through it. I grabbed the two-handed weapon that was the source of the inferno that surrounded me.

"Seek, everyone." I muttered into the device. "See you later. And remember."

I charged at Bael with my last bit of strength leaving me. The scythe cut his body. He tried to dodge. The fire didn't help distinguish where the attacks came from. It didn't help me either. I missed a lot. I was just swinging my weapon like a blind mad man.

And then the fire started to burn out. My body slowed down. The heir got away from me. I could see cuts all over his body. But he was still standing straight, proud and powerful, just as when the fight had started.

I dragged my feet. Just one more cut.

"You fought well." He said. His voice sounded so far away from me. My surroundings looked like they were swaying around. "You were a worthy opponent. I hope we can fight again someday."

'I'm not out.' I thought to myself. I brought my scythe up.

"One last strike, huh?" He said, he sounded impressed.

The wolves were howling. Filo's cry reached me. I could hear Laura's determined and Walburga's excited screams mixing with mine. Power flowed through my body. One last strike.

[Legion]

[}-o-{]

General POV

[Legion]

An eerie voice whispered, the sound traveling all over the battlefield. Sounded like a million voices coming together. Then, the weight of the world seemed to fall on the unsuspecting members of the Agares team and a very surprised Bael heir and his Pawn.

Seth's body seemed to blur out of existence and appear behind the heir of the Great King. Cuts appeared all over the body of said Bael adding to the existing ones. The Queen fell to his knees, the coat that covered his body disappeared. The two-handed scythe changed back to its chain form and soon followed the example of the piece of clothing.

[The Queen of the Agares team retires.] Sounded the monotone voice that announced for the teams inside the game. Outside the commentators and the public where either speechless or cheering out loud.

"And remember." The words of their Queen echoed through the minds of every Agares member. They remembered, indeed. "We will win."

Iorek knew his objective. He knew what he had to do. Before the golden lion could regain his focus, the baby behemoth clashed against him. 'Keep him away from the King.' Was the plan. Iorek would follow the plan.

Everyone else charged at the Bael heir.

The first to strike was the magic specialized Pawn. She had her magic reserves almost full. Putting every last bit of it into the spell she was casting she added her Twice Critical to it. It was difficult to tell the difference between a Lightning cannon or an actual beam of pure, destructive energy.

When the energy disappeared, there he was. Still standing. His body covered in a thin layer of energy, Touki. The cuts left by the Queen and the little burns left by the magic already healing. Without any energy left in her, the Pawn fell to the ground with her consciousness fading.

[A Pawn of the Agares team retires.]

The next to arrive was a sand covered teen and a girl with purple flames covering her arms. The black-eyed desert guardian was punched away. Having been almost out already before the attack, light started to cover his body. The holy flames of the Rook connected in a strong punch on the heir's back. Strong for anyone that wasn't him. He took it, the burn in his back noticeable but otherwise irrelevant. It didn't heal as the other injuries, but it didn't matter. The Rook was kicked away. Disappearing almost at the same time as the auburn-haired boy.

[A Pawn and a Rook of the Agares team retires.]

A desperate Knight appeared in the air. He fell onto Bael, stabbing his back with a Poison enhanced longsword and a holy weapon. The heir of the Great King gave a firm shake to his body, throwing off the swordsman. Before the man could even hit the ground, he was stomped by a foot that could just as well have been a mountain.

[The Knight of the Agares team retires.]

Four Knives fell to the ground around the heir. Lightning emerged from them, shocking the monster of a man. They did little more than sting.

The second swordsman of the group and the spear wielder had finally reached their foe. The former cut a leg while the latter pierced the other. Both of them found their heads in the hands of their enemy before they could even process what was happening. Both of them where smashed against the ground.

[The remaining Pawns and Rook of the Agares team retire.]

Iorek had tried. He truly had. But his opponent was a Longinus. He had lasted long, longer than the living Sacred Gear had thought he would. Regulus had been impressed, but not impressed enough to spare the cub.

A prison of energy surrounded the lion. Turning his head, he saw the Bishop of the enemy team holding her staff Sacred Gear in front of her. Looking at him with determination in her eyes.

The lion charged at the barrier putting all the strength he could in his legs. The prison cracked like glass, but he didn't stop. His paw met sent the Bishop against a wall.

[The Bishops of the Agares team retire.]

Sairaorg had dealt with the other, the lion guessed. Both King and Pawn walked until both of them were standing next to each other. The lion was tired. The first Bishop and the Rook had been troublesome to deal with.

The Bael heir wasn't faring much better. He had stopped healing his wounds with Touki. He couldn't anymore. He hadn't been this roughed up in a long time. Not even against the Red Dragon Emperor. Although, to be fair, he hadn't been able to work together with Regulus this time.

The pair looked at each other. They looked worse than after that match. Both did.

"It was a good match, Seekvaira." Bael said turning to his fellow King.

Said King was facing him and his Pawn. Barely getting over her shock. Shook because her Queen had been taken out like that. Shook because her peerage had been taken out like that. Shook because Sairaorg Bael had done all that and was still standing, hurt but not even limping.

Said heir of the Great King had to give her credit. Even if she didn't stand a chance, she didn't look the least bit scared after she got over her shock.

"You are braver than I thought." Sairaorg pointed out impressed.

"I wouldn't be able to look at him if I broke down here." She stated, her voice sounding calmer than one would think. Calmer than she was on the inside, that was for sure.

"He is an impressive man. How long has he been training?"

"He started two years before the meeting."

The Great King heir was even more impressed than before. Two years. That power obtained in just two years. He could even catch up to him. A grin started forming in the face of the male King, spreading wider and wider until it almost split his face.

"That's amazing." He commented. "I thought the Red Dragon Emperor would do. But he doesn't have the drive. No, your Queen, he is perfect." Seekvaira just stared, waiting for her foe to make sense. "He will be my rival." He announced. "I hope we get an opportunity to fight each other in the future."

"I'm sure he will appreciate the compliment. He is not a battle-maniac like you though." The Agares heiress stated, as if she wasn't insulting the monster in front of her.

"That's a shame." Said Bael, not the least bit bothered by the girl's comment about him. "Maybe we can have a friendly Rating Game sometime in the future."

"I'm sure that can be arranged." Conceded Seekvaira.

"But for now." The Bael heir took a stance, ready to charge at the Agares heiress. Regulus besides him crouched, ready to jump too.

"Yes, I think it's time to finish this." A circle appeared in front of the female King and a barrage of Wind blades assaulted the monster of a man and the Longinus Sacred Gear.

[Seekvaira Agares retires.]

[} Chapter End {]

Hey guys! How's it going?

I impressed myself with how fast I got this chapter. I was going to make you guys wait until Monday since I travel tomorrow but what can I say.

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