Holy Blood: Act Two – Red Sun, Pale Fire

Drakengard

This includes characters and races that are not mine. The © details are as follows:

Vox Vocis Cruora and the Elements Dragons are © to Voice-of-Blood AKA Unmercyful Death

Darling is © to FloodBait of Deviantart

Seraph is © to me

Drakengard, any canon characters, and the scenario minus any original characters/races are © Square Enix

Wings of Doom

They huddled in the cave; the sky outside darkened by the span of vast wings. She had found them much sooner then they had thought possible; it was as if she could not only speak to Manah wherever she was, but see her, too. Manah cringed against the back wall of the cave, hugging the rock as if it would save her. Nowe bit his lip, and fingered the hilt of his sword. He had killed an Arch Dragon, and faced down the previous Goddess. Now he had more reason to go forth and kill this Goddess; from her mad ravings and screaming, he could tell the Dragon's mind was broken beyond repair. He unsheathed his sword, and stepped out of the cave, Manah screaming at him not to go. His hair turned white, eyes turning to slits as he looked back at Manah. He would fight to defend the one he loved most, and he would fight anything. Easily, as if he weighed nothing, he rose into the air, borne on wings of light, towards the Goddess. Manah watched, her face white, eyes wide, as it seemed her lover was enveloped in the Dragon's wings of fire.