Last time:

Misao let out a blood curtailing scream as a translucent liquid began to swallow her body. The boy, I mean, guys body as well merging with it. "Now miss Kannagi let's see if you can stop me, but do remember, it you kill the dragon, you'll kill Misao as well. Be cautious," he reminded me as a gigantic dragon appeared before Kazuma, Ren, and my eyes.

'fuck-'

'I knew it-'

'kami-sama I am sorry-'

'But I am going to die today-'

'may I rest in piece-'

'Or pieces..tehehe?'

Ayano's POV:

Blood…

The color of a crimson flames that seemed to scurry into a puddle from the torso. Staining the cloth that once covered the unwounded side.

Black…

As dark as a raven in the middle of the night. The color of his shirt that was ripped in a chiseled manner. Stained in the surrounding ripped skin's blood that seemed to drench the fabric.

Pain…

His teeth clenched as he grasped his side. Unconsciously pulling himself inwards into a fetal position to subside the unwilling injury. His eyebrows knitted together as his eyes quickly closed, his chocolate locks wet from the frosty rain covered any expression.

Sadness…

But this emotion was mine and not his. How idiotic was it for me to put myself in danger for some unknown emotion. Was it anger, hatred, malice, or pure sadness? Was it my will to kill those who threatened my name, my family? Or was it all for Riku who died due to that man? Why was I suddenly feeling these emotions looking at Kazuma? Why did my chest burn in peer agony as if someone jammed a sword through the core of my existence? As if my heart was slowly being torn to shreds, or even worst being busted into tiny pieces.

I grasped the sides of my head, pulling my wine tinted locks together in what seemed to be messy balls. My matching shaded orbs resided into the darkness as the lids closed. My lips pursed as my eyebrows knitted together.

'Save her you idiot-'

'NO'

'Save everyone'

'Cause in the end only those who are purely evil can die-'

My eyes darted open as I stared at Kazuma who seemed to be examining my earlier state. "Kazuma, please listen to what I have to say," I demanded without giving him a chance to mutter a single word, "I know that I was reckless-no idiotic earlier, thus leading to your injury but please. I-I want to save everyone, so please help me save Misao. W-well thats if you can in your state!" I shouted in somewhat confusion, trying to choose my words. He raised a chocolate colored eyebrow while letting out a small chuckle.

"You know? You're going to grow up into one hell of a woman someday. So I guess I should help you out since your, well you know not right there yet~" Kazuma somewhat purred as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, subconsciously I draped my arms around him for support. Mainly so he wouldn't fall over and die.

"Oi, I am already one hell of a woman baka," I argued as my cheeks dusted in a light shade of pink. His response was simply a small mutter that I didn't hear while burrowing farther into my neck. I let out a soft sigh as I hesitantly rubbed his back, relieving him from any worry that he was feeling at the current time.

"Now Princess it would be great if you just listen to me for a second, I want you to go on and fight for about...let's say five minutes, that will give me enough time to get into my contractor mode. Thus we together can create the purifying flame." With a quick nod I stood up, running down the stairs in a non-human like speed.

'Misao-'

'I will save you from this evil form of you'

'Then I will kill that Harley child so you'll no longer suffer'

"Enraiha," I mutter underneath my breath as a bright honey orange flame surrounded my whole body. Only in seconds to expand twenty feet in a circumference around myself. Me teeth clenched as I watched a limb of the dragon shoot towards me, quickly I dodged the figure while jumping on the form. Allowing some leverage to get myself near its upper torso. With a swift move of the blade, I jammed it into the translucent figure shredding upwards as the limb began to split into by the force. Immediately I felt exhausted as the strain on my limbs began to grow, but I shut the feeling out focusing only on my one goal. To save Misao.

With a strong grunt I lept into the air pulling the blade behind my head, only to swing forward with a blazing line of fire bursting forward with my force. "Hah!" I screeched as the beast let out a revolving scream, falling forward as it's own arms were now severed. I backflipped into the air, landing safely in front of the beast. Ten if not twenty weird tentacles? Flowed in a fast manner towards myself, almost delivering deadly blows. My maroon orbs widened as one struck my shoulder causing my body to plummet backwards.

Slamming into the ground as the figure began to drill into my shoulder. A blood curtailing scream echoed out of my chest as Enraiha flew out of my own hands, landing twenty feet away from me. My eyes immediately darted towards the figure as a rush of anger surged throughout my body. My freed hand shot up to grab the limb as a blooming red flame devoured it, burning it all the way back to the main body. I quickly stood up, clenching my shoulder in pure agony as I felt a familiar liquid drip out of the serrated wound.

'Great, just freaking great!' I yelled inwardly as I re summoned Enraiha into my grasp.

"Ayano you did well," Kazuma said from behind me as I felt his hand strongly grasping my uninjured shoulder. "Now lets destroy this creature so that we can save Misao," he finished a I turned my head to see azure orbs staring down at me. A subtle wind surrounded us but only grew stronger as the wind itself blended into the crimson flame upon my sword, turning it into a beautiful shade of cerulean.

My body was lifted into the air by Kazuma's wind, carrying me to the top of the demonic dragons head. And with one swift drop, I sent the azure colored flame down the center of the beasts head. Heading all the way down to it's stomach, causing the being to be split in half.

Misao body somehow landed safely on the ground in the pile of translucent fluid. While Harley or should I say Michael sat there burning the the flame as a scream came out of his mouth.

"Oh Michael, dear dear child, it was quite stupid to challenge us," I mussed as I placed a hand upon his cheek, softly tracing two of my fingers down to his chin. "How...how did the two just two humans defeat me with hundreds of souls? How were you able to defeat me?" He asked as he began to violently cough. "Well I dunno if you noticed but little Prince over there is the contractor, so technically you were screwed the moment you showed yourself~" I purred softly into the shaft of his ear before standing up to walk over to an awoken Misao and Kazuma.

"Heh, I guess you're right. But princess my master wanted me to inform you that you'll soon face pure misery. Or as he puts it, a revolution to capture the fire princess," he murmured so I could only hear. My eyes widened as anger began to fume inside of my body. Sending me rapidly quick over to his dying bod. Connecting my lovely foot to his not so lovely face. Sending the poor lolita about 4 feet away from myself.