Aphrodite had managed to tie up a dozen of possessed people with his vines, while Milo had paralyzed the rest. But Death Mask had kept the Infernal Waves going for a long time, and it was starting to exhaust him.
"I think you guys should bring Shaka," he said, dropping to one knee. "Or I'm never going to finish."
"I'll take Aioros back and tell Shaka to come," said Shura, turning around. Aioros was gone. "Where did he go?"
Death Mask lowered his arm. "I think they're leaving," he said, looking up.
"What do you mean leaving? Leaving where?" asked Aphrodite.
Death Mask looked around, then at the sky. "Ah, fuck. Of course. Of course they pulled this shit," he said, facepalming. He turned and pointed to the roof of a great building a couple blocks away.
On top of it stood Aioros, a darkness swirling around him and even the air weighed heavier as they looked at him.
"Oh, Gods, they got him," said Aphrodite, then punched Death Mask lightly on the arm. "What are you waiting for?! Get exorcising!"
Death Mask took a deep breath and looked up at Aioros. "You should really go get Shaka, Dite," he said, and teleported next to Aioros. Thunder hit his exact spot, but he teleported to the other side of the roof.
"You're such a pain in the ass," said Death Mask. "Where did you all come from? Get out of there or I'll throw you all deeper than Yomotsu!"
Another thunder almost hit him, falling so close it singed his hair. Aioria climbed up the building and held Aioros back from behind.
"Aioros, can you hear me?" he asked. Aioros growled, the power of the spirits above them swirling around him and into him. Aioria held him harder. "Aioros, please, I know you can hear me!"
Thunder roared overhead. Death Mask concentrated all his power on strengthening the pull of the underworld at the Spirits, drawing them away from Aioros.
Thunder struck the building, crumbling it beneath them. Aioria tried to hold on to Aioros, but a falling boulder separated them and he was buried in the debris. Aioros pushed himself up and found himself wrapped by Aphrodite's vines. Thunder fell all around them, Aphrodite dodging them while Milo dug Aioria out of the debris. Death Mask shook his head and jumped back up. The wind picked up, roaring around them.
"That's it! I didn't want to take him back there, but we're fixing this in the underworld!" he said, lifting his hand again.
Aioros crushed the vines around him, waved a hand and dozens of thunder arrows shot at Death Mask. Aioria tackled him down and tried to hold him down.
"Aioros, please, I know you're in there!" he cried.
Aioros gasped for breath. He looked up at him and tears flowed down his eyes. The dark clouds overhead swirled in a black spiral.
"Why?" cried Aioros, writing under Aioria as if in pain. "WHY?!" he yelled and threw him off. He stumbled to the side, holding his head. The dark energy around him spiked. The darkness weighed heavier. Thunder struck all around. Blinding. Burning. It struck Aioros.
And he was gone.