As said in the last chapter, the climax came much sooner than anyone expected. When the battle began to roar and thrash, a wild beast uncapable of being controlled nor sated, Montblanc and Victor of Clan Nutsy had given off JP. But so had Gallahan, the human Black Mage, and a moogle Time Mage. Strange, they had all been mages.
Marche looked up to see a shiny, golden Holy Blade soaring towards him. Looking up on it, he could do nothing... But try to duck away. It killed him instantly. Marche's "dead" body collapsed, burnt by Holiness.
Now, Sandath and Gukko were engaged in an all-out sword fight. For every swipe there was a block, for every parry there was a duck, and for every duck there was a hit.But Sandath was at a disadvantage- not only was Gukko older, he was taller too and probably, with all that armor, weighed more. And he had two swords.
Monte the White Monk was the last one standing on Clan Nutsy side. But the engagement took its toll on Clan Borzoi too- only Gukko, Callypso, and Raven were left standing. In a reckless charge, Gukko tripped over Hejaat and fell down, getting a mouthful of dirt. Raven tripped over Muglio and fell too.
Callypso cursed. "Stupid boys!" she muttered. But then her delicate hands lifted... A single ray of light spread and fired off at Monte, which he dodged...
But that ray of light split into multiple parts and began to assail the WhiteMonk.
Kayi saw every detail of Monte's stand, every burning light that glanced off his skin and all of those that burnt itself into him. Kayi saw. And Monte, an eternity later, fell down.
Monquel raised his hand. "Victory to Clan Borzoi."