Hoeplessly caught in his chains words, Sophitia found herself flying through the air, and then through a building as Kratos used her like a wrecking ball. This action tore clothing and broke bones as she loses count the number of hard surfaces she connected with. But each time she saw Algol's face for moment before each impact. Even if she hadn't witness it herself her mind had made and image for her of it a long time ago. For a moment she felt weightless as she rushed towards the heavens her mind no longer in the here or now no longer remembering she was in the clutches of Kratos and then all of sudden the weightlessness stop she felt gravity pulling her back and soon she felt her body shudder as it hit the ground.
In that moment her mind went blank the pain was beyond anything she had felt to this point physically. But emotionally it was only a scrap. She could hear people talking and the monster laughing.

Even though she hardly showed any signs of life Sophitia manage to ask weakly, "why are you here?", her eyes glassy, unable to focus on anything. But the monsters laughter stopped. She felt herself being raised off the ground and moved through the air when she heard him say
"what?..."

She could tell this was not a question Kratos was expecting.

With a little more strength this time the female warrior shouted this time at him.
"Why are you in Turkey?!"

A few moment passed as she felt the chains move along her skin like snake twisting themselves around there prey. She could tell he was pondering it but then all of sudden she saw through one of the slight in her eye the look on his face change from pondering to malice and then he answer with
"Why Not!"

She could tell the torture was going to begin again; she no longer had any will to live if this was how it would end. Kratos began by throwing her through the air as she hit the ground rubble tore into her and what she had left of her clothing. Every time she tried to stand she felt the sting of being lashed by one of his chains and hearing his laughter. She could see others look on as if they were praying for her to do something, anything so this scene would end. After the fifty-seventh time she finally felt as if she couldn't rise again until she heard a meek little voice call out.
"Don't give up.."

For an instant she thought she saw her children calling to her saying that. For the first time in a long time she felt herself begin to tear up. She had screamed or even lost control plenty but emotionally at the moment she believed she lost everything and everyone she cared for. She had suddenly become emotional cold inside and these tears she now shed where the ones she held back for so long it felt as if they never stop. Even after all he had done she want to help Kratos, to be able to forgive him and possible save him from the path he seem destine to go down.

Somewhere deep inside she found the strength to force herself to her feet, she was so weak but somehow the energy was growing and for the first time sense the two meet people could see that the god king was finally taking the woman seriously.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the glint of her blade and with what little power she had left she made a dash for it.

Kratos let lose his chains from his wrist and went on the attack as well. The look of 'play' was far gone -now he planed to kill. She managed to dodge his onslaught, sliding and leaping through the gaps in the chains. The moment her hand grasps her sword she felt a new source of energy, she let out a gasp before she took a deep breath of hot dessert air, before running towards Kratos she manage to dodge his first oncoming onslaught but before she made it much farther, She felt the blades of Olympus digging into her back. The pain was great but it didn't stop her moving forward.

Once she was in striking distance, she made a slash for Kratos throat but he managed to block the attack with his blades. The two begun to slash at one another, dodging and parrying each other's attacks. Neither caring if the other delivered a death blow. Both where becoming more bloody by the second, then through a weak gasp Sophitia said to Kratos what she need to say.
"let me save you."

The look on his face told her this was a very bad move, Kratos let out a furry of blows that sent Sophitia flying into a wall. He then replied, in a much angrier tone. "You stupid whore you think you can save me?!"

An energy engulfed Kratos, his eyes no longer looked human; He was powering himself to the level of the gods.
"You have no fucking Idea what my life has been! You think you can save me- When you can't even save yourself?!"

She could feel the change in the air she knew if he hit her with this attack it would be over. She had no choice she dashed forward. She droped her own sword and as she closed the gap she reach out and took hold of both of Kratos's blade. She looked up into Kratos glowing eyes as her hands began to bleed. Looking into his eyes she could tell this man had died and gone to the other side but manage to escape it every time he had been sent there. So defeating him here and now would only be postponing this battle for another day.

But that didn't stop her from wanting to win as she tried to force his blades in his direction. They hardly budge against his strength, but for reasons beyond her control, she wanted this strength and in this moment she would be willing to sell what was left of her soul.
"We accept your offer"

The voice she heard came from inside of her head, as she looked down to see Kratos had an eye coming from his throat. She recognized it as the eye of the soul edge.

Now, what Kratos had done sense their first battle made more sense. But there was another power mixed with that of the soul edge, like it was the presence of the former god war. As if the two fragments of life had found a way to grow strong again. And her prayers had given them the opportunity to move on. Before she could move, the eye became metallic and lurched forward into her face.

Her hands clutch the blades harder as her body shook violently; The parasite began taking control of her mind, body and soul. As this happened an aura envelope her body, she grew stronger as her eye's glowed a demonic red and evil smirked across her lips as she said ."Even gods fall!"

With her new power she yanked both of Kratos's blades from their stance and slammed them deep into his neck. A look of shock and surprise crossed Kratos face as Sophitia plunged the blades down into his heart before yanking them out, coated in his blood.

As he fell, the ground below it seemed to open and welcome him like an old friend. As the ground closed her knees let out from under her as her mind was flooded with the voices and images of the damned. As this happen the blood on her body began to turn silver and form new clothing made of a fine a translucent silk. After her body was covered the silver material the blood had become move up her neck and begun covering her face, forming into a beautiful blue and silver mask.

The last thing anyone would ever remember of this day was her screaming like a baby being born into the world. She then knelt like a medieval knight, and went silent. As people moved towards her they could feel the evil energy. When they could hear her she spoke in perfect Turkish.

"All hail the Goddess of War! … and now you must die!"