Mitsuri and Iguro easily deflected the silver balls of light that Apollo threw, attacking in unison against the God.
Mitsuri could feel the surge of power running through her veins and she wondered if this was the same feeling Nezuko felt whenever she transformed into a demon. She had caught her reflection in Iguro's gaze after they downed the contents in the vial but she could see no difference in her appearance.
Her eyes darted and moved impossibly fast, a barrage of silver light scorching the area where she had just stood.
Mitsuri had observed Iguro as closely as he was watching her when they had swallowed the mysterious liquid and were puzzled as to why it didn't seem to change them.
But it only took a few moments when fire burned through their veins and they had briefly lost consciousness before awakening to find their senses highly enhanced.
I feel like I am still myself.
She wondered, flitting through the branches above the trees as she could see Iguro do the same on the other side.
What did Tamayo-san add to those vials?
She stopped abruptly and held up her sword in time to easily deflect yet another attempt to attack her.
"You dare run away?" Apollo asked, his calm voice rippling with anger and Mitsuri sensed a vein of fear.
"We don't wish to fight you. Only to stop you from hurting others." Mitsuri responded, hopping back down to the ground. She switched her sword into her left hand as she instinctively drew forth the energy she felt inside her. Her eyes widened to find a similar ball of power Apollo wielded form on top of her palm.
It was as dark as the liquid she and Iguro had taken.
As dark as the sword Hyakkimaru wielded.
Something spoke in her mind, whispers too faint for her to make out but she understood.
"This power is the same source." Iguro spoke the words for the both of them, landing quietly to stand beside her.
She turned to him in wonder, still unsure as to how such a seemingly small vial could change them to this extent.
Iguro held out his own palm, where a sharply shaped power, crackling like lightening, hovered over his palm.
"He said it was the same power as a demon and yet not so." He added, concentrating on the power that fluidly turned into a loose replica of the sword that Hyakkimaru held.
"We can use this to defeat the Gods. To protect our friends and family." Mitsuri breathed, hope blooming inside her.
Iguro nodded before the two looked towards the end of the clearing where Apollo stood.
He glowed with an almost blinding silver essence, a spear in one hand and a silver ball of light in the other.