Night strolled into the cathedral where the angel was protecting the young maid that now belonged to him. He smirked. Even the great Dark would not be able to wrest her from his clutches.
"Hello there Kaitoh." He greeted politely, bowing. "It is a pleasure."
"The pleasure is all mine," Dark said tightly, obviously not meaning it, as he inclined his head.
Night was suddenly holding the maid's chin in his hands. Dark whirled, but not fast enough. Night kissed the young maid, and she was his once more.
Kuri rose, and reached out her hands, and Night took her in his arms, and they disappeared together, his laugh echoing around the cathedral, mocking Dark.