Fire Dragon's Iron Fist.

Cobra flew back from the attack, laughing to himself, "You sure you don't want to be with your friends when she breaths her last?"

Fire Dragon's Wing Attack.

Cobra dodged it again, thrusting his clawed hand at Natsu only for the winged cat to pull him back just in time.

"And you call yourself a real Dragon Slayer?" He taunted, "let me show you how a real Dragon Slayer does things. Poison Dragon's-

Fire Dragon's-

"Roar!"

Flames flowed out of Natsu's mouth and hit gaseous poison from Cobra's. What Cobra didn't expect was for the flames to ignite the gas, sending fire right down his mouth.

"You-" Cobra growled out, before two new voices entered his hearing range.

White God's Lightspeed Guillotine.

Blumenblatt.

No. No fucking way was she-

Cobra bent around the kick to his side, feeling several something's break as he was knocked off Cubellilos and sent plummeting from the sky. Along the way, Erza Scarlet rushed past, carving a X into his skin followed by many other swords carving him up.

Cubellios flew underneath him and caught him, flying him back towards the cave where they were holding Jellal and Wendy.

—

Kiana flew through the sky towards the outskirts of a village in the distance. Turning her long neck, she made sure the trio that had put Erik in this state weren't following her. When she confirmed she wasn't, she sped up and entered the forest, as a fount of magic unleashed in the distance washed over her and broke her curse.

Landing near the village, Kiana shrugged Erik off her back and, for the first time in over a decade, transformed into her human form. Looking him over, she couldn't help but worry about Erik.

He was breathing shallowly and barely conscious. Blood stained the right side of what remained of his clothes where Ruby Rose had hit him and more blood leaked out from numerous cut wounds. She could even see the Dragon Lacrima that gave him his powers poking through.

No! He wouldn't die here, she refused it, not when she could finally talk to him, finally tell him how she felt. Placing her mouth over his, she breathed a burst of poison down his throat, watching the smallest cuts heal and the larger shrink. Pulling out the bandages Erik kept on his person, she began to wrap him up.

Erik's eyes flickered open, revealing one had turned milky white, he croaked, "Who are you?"

"It's me, Erik, it's Cubellios," Kiana told her love, "I was… I was another slave at the tower of Heaven, but was cursed to turn into a snake. You talking to me, every day, helped me keep my sanity. I'm not letting you die, not on my watch. Come on, we're leaving Oracíon Seis behind and going to the one place they'll never think to look for us."

They entered the village, coming across a man who jerked back at the sight of Kiana, a blush spreading across his face, "Miss-"

"Hello," Kiana said sweetly, "do you have somewhere I can buy clothes and buy a ride to Magnolia Town?"

—

Jura opened a giant trench towards Hoteye, who responded by creating a wave of liquid earth over it before hardening it. Jura, in turn, created two walls of spikes and brought them crashing down on Hoteye, only for them to melt harmlessly before they could hit them. In the distance, a pillar of light was rising into the sky.

"Oh, yes! Nirvana has been awakened! Now the ultimate reversal magic, that which switches the morality of all those struck by it, will… Will… Oh, no, what have we done?"

What.

"Wizard Saint Jura, I beseech you, help me stop Nirvana! It is the only morally correct thing to do."

"Weren't you just boasting about unlocking it?"

"Yes, but Nirvana starts by affecting those with wavering hearts. I only ever wanted to reunite with my brother, that was my wish among the six wishes of Oracíon Seis! Thanks to Nirvana's light, I have seen the error of my ways. Please help me, Jura!"

"Ok?" Jura said cautiously, still baffled as tgey began to run towards the light

"You actually remind me of my brother," Hoteye chuckled.

Let me guess, I inexplicably resemble your brother?" Jura deadpanned.

"No, you remind me of a potato we once shared."

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