This is the chapter where a lot will happen. Battles, events, surprises, you know it.

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"Death knight... Thórr..." Sharena growled. "Give me back my brother."

"You are a naïve girl, Princess." Thórr shook her head. "You cannot fight with your rage."

"I will not run." The Askran Princess hissed. "I will get my brother back, wether you like it or not!"

"Try me!" The Death Knight charged onto the blond and pink haired girl and swang his Scythe of Sariel while activating his Minor Crest of Gautier.

Sharena evaded the attack and she attack with Fensalir.

Meanwhille, Kiran, Byleth, Beles, Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, Peony, Linhardt, Ashe and Lucretia were making their way to Sharena's location.

"Goodnes." Lucretia said. "These enemies are powerful.

"How much can we last?" Peony was losing energy as she kept using her Gentle Dream Dance. "I can't even lidt my wings..."

"Hold on, Peony." Linhardt casts Heal on Peony. "You can't give up when Sharena is in danger."

"Thank you." The Ljósálfar smiles. "And you're right. Sharena is in trouble and we CANNOT let her fall."

On the other side, Alfonse watched how Sharena struggled to fight with both the Death Knight and Thórr.

"Sharena never gives up... even on hard times..." He thought to himself. "From the look on her eyes, she felt concerned for me... and she fought hard for these few months..."

"Do you ever give up, child?!" The Death Knight growled. "You are weak. And you cannot see straight. You are not even worthy of fighting someone like me."

"You are wrong!" Sharena shouted. "I do have some strenght left in me! Unlike you, I have something to fight for! I do this for my family, my kingdom and my friends! You are just a husk of nothingness! You will nevee be able to figure out your own goal!"

Suddenly, rage consumed the man in black armor as he held onto his Scythe of Sariel tightly.

"What did you just say, child?!" He then swiped his scythe, catching her off guard and giving her a harsh injury on her chest.

The Askran Princess screamed in pain as she fell to the ground, barely breathing and trying to stop herself from bleeding out.

"SHARENA!!!!" Alfonse screamed out as he saw his sister collapsed. He then took out Folkvangr and broke free from a barrier that was trapping him in a cage.

The event surprised the Death Knight, but gave a wonderful amusement to Thórr.

"So the Princeling did escape." The goddess of war thought to herself. "I am impressed on how humans do manage to find bravery behind their fear."

Alfonse ran to his sister and held onto her. She was bleeding nonstop and breathing weakly.

"Sharena!" He tried not to cry, even though tears fell down his eyes. "Hold on! Don't die on me!"

"Fool." The Death Knight growled. "You will die with her."

"I don't think so!" Claude shouted as he fired an arrow at the man in black.

Alfonse looked up and saw Kiran and Peony alongside Byleth, Beles, Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, Linhardt, Ashe and Lucretia.

"Summoner?!" He gasped. "And Peony too?!"

"Sharena!" Peony cried as she flew to her friend. "Is she-?!"

"She's bleeding..." Linhardt shook his head and groaned. "A whole lot of blood is being loss evey second. Leave the healing to me."

"Guys?!" Lucretia looked around. "We have company!"

A lot of soldiers would then arrive.

"Those must be Forma Souls!" Kiran hissed. "And there are way too many of them!"

"Fear the power of magic!" A voice was heard when suddenly, a Sagittae was fired at one soldier.

Aster appeared with Yuri, Hapi, Rene, a black haired man, a blond and purple haired girl, a teal and blue haired woman, a white haired boy and a birght blomg haired woman.

"Sorry I'm late!" Aster said. "I brought reinforcements!"

"Aster!" Alfonse saw the pink and blue haired girl."

"They don't call us Spies of Seiros for nothing." Yuri smirked. "Balthus, Constance, Hapi. Help me destroy these soulless soldiers."

"You got it, pal!" Balthus grinned. "They don't call me the Unbreakable King of Grappling for nothing!"

"Rene, Igor, help the Professors out on their mission." The lilac haired young man commanded.

"Of course, Yuri." Rene nodded. "Come on, Igor."

"Help... friends." Igor repeated.

Aster ran to Alfonse.

"Aster..." The Askran Prince shook his head. "Help her..."

"I'll try..." The pink and blue haired girl added. "Ilna..."

"Of course" Ilna nodded.

"Professor." Edelgard told Byleth. "Go fight that woman who is guarding the tomb of Saint Seiros."

"I'll help you out." The bright blond haired woman said. "You can call me Catherine."

"Thank you." Byleth nodded. "Let us go."

"Thunder Catherine..." Lucretia thought to herself. "Could she be... a distant relative of House Ordelia? No... I believe not... Our Father has Charon blood, though..."

Byleth and Catherine approached the tomb of Saint Seiros.

"What are you doing here in a forbidden place?" Catherine asked. "This is only open for the Goddess' Rite of Rebirth."

"We wanted to give you a little surprise." Thórr said. "Now it is tine for your own demise."

The War Goddess then use Mjólnir to fire lightning bolts to attack the Professor and the Warrior.

"Look out!" Byleth shouted as he dodged a lightning bolt.

Catherine managed to dodge the other Lightining bolt.

However, the Holy Masoleum was suffering from the damages done by the battle.

"Stop!" Ashe noticed what was happening. "This place is already battle-torn!"

"Very well." Thórr said. "You may keep the prince. We got what we wanted."

Thórr opened the tomb of Saint Seiros and took out a sword made out of bones.

"You let that go!" Kiran screamed. "Summon! Gaia Fujin Yumi!"

The Summoner then summoned a replica of Fujin Yumi and fired an arrow at Thórr, forcing her to let go of the sword.

Byleth reacted quickly and caught the sword, which then started to grow red.

"The sword..." The Death Knight gasped. "It started to glow."

"Interesting..." Thórr smiled. "Perhaps we underestimated you. Farewell, then. And may we see each other again."

The Death Knight and Thórr then disappeared from the scene.

"Dang it." Catherine hissed. "They're gone."

"That sword..." Constance gasped. "Could it be... the one that-?"

"I don't know, Coco..." Hapi shook her head. "But I wouldn't dig into details if I were you."

Ilna, Aster and Linhardt finished healing Sharena. She did survive the attack, but it caused her to go into a coma.

"Sharena..." Alfonse tried to halt some sobs as tears fell down his eyes. "I'm sorry... I almost got you killed."

"Don't blame yourself, Alfonse." Kiran shook their head and patted Alfonse on the shoulder. "She did the one thing that mattered. And that was to ensure you were safe..."

"I see..." The Askran Prince dried some tears. "I... thank you for taking care of her, Summoner."

"Of course, my friend." The summoner smiled.

"Well, I would call that a success, even though the Holy Masoleum is in shambles." Claude said. "We should report this to Lady Rhea now."

"Indeed." Dimitri nodded. "And hopefully, she does not face any dire consecuences."

However, whent they got out of the cathedral, they saw that there were students voicing their distrust on Rhea more and more.

"A student was left comatose!" A female student said. "And there were no Knights of Seiros around!"

"What kind of woman is Archbishop Rhea?!" A male student shouted. "Is she some kind of woman who thinks she is holy in all else?!"

"What is going on?!" Lucretia asked.

"It feels like the students are losing their faith in Lady Rhea." Peony shook her head. "Why?"

"It seems that someone told them of the mission..." Beles sighed. "But who?"

"Could there be a spy Among us?" Edelgard crossed her arms. "We will have to tell Lady Rhea."

And so, Byleth, Beles, Edelgard, Dimitri, Kiran and Claude went to the Audience Chambers, where Rhea and Seteth are waiting.

"How did the students know of the situation?" Seteth shook his head.

"There is believed to be a culprit on these information leakers." Dimitri crossed his arms.

"Lady Rhea." Byleth said. "The enemy was not only keeping Sharena's brother hostage, but also attempting to steal this."

The Black Eagles Professor showed Rhea and Seteth the bone sword. It was glowing red.

"Is that-?!" Rhea gasped.

"The Sword of the Creator." Seteth shook his head. "And it has the same power as when Nemesis, the Emperor of Liberation, used it."

"Professor Byleth." Rhea said. "Keep an eye on the Sword of the Creator."

"Are you certain, Lady Rhea?" Beles shook her head. "Isn't it precious to the Church?"

"It is." Rhea said. "None would be able to weild it, so I leave it in Byleth's capable hands."

"Now, your mission for the next month is to-" Before Seteth could reply, Alfonse entered the room.

"Wait!" He said.

"Alfonse?!" Kiran gasped. "Why are you here? You're supposed to be recovering from what happened."

"I know, Kiran." Alfonse nodded. "And I would like to apologize. I see myself as the one responsible for what happened tonight... the unwelcome entrace, the near destruction of the Holy Masoleum, the injury on my sister... and I know no punishment will forgive me for what happened."

"Young Alfonse." Rhea said. "None of this is your fault, though it relieves me to hear you express your confession. All is forgiven. There is one thing I ask of you."

"What is it, Lady Rhea?" Beles asked.

"Don't tell me that..." Seteth knew what Rhea was going to say.

"Indeed." Rhea nodded. "From this month onward, Alfonse will be part of the Golden Deer House."

"Wait... WHAT?!" Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude and Kiran shouted in unison.

"Wait..." Alfonse shook his head. "Really? I get to study here? Who is the Professor of this House?"

"You are looking at them right now." Kiran said.

"WHAT?!" Alfonse screamed.

"Of course." The Summoner nodded. "And you'll be with Sharena and Mirabilis."

Alfonse was left speechless at first, but he later smiles.

"Thank you." He said. "I will do all I can."

"Anytime, my friend." Kiran said.

TO BE CONTINUED