Gold sparks flashed on the ground as Azazel's armoured form was surrounded by a spherical barrier, a pillar of pitch black flames coming down on him just a moment later as it melted the ground within mere moments.

However, just as it shattered the barrier, Satanael clicked his tongue as the General was nowhere to be found, but he was not given time to think as Tobio appeared besides him.

With a flourish of his scythe, the Longinus user swung at the Cadre's neck, who ducked under the strike while slashing at Tobio's legs only for the young man to flip over the attack while landing a toe punt to Satanael's hand.

Just as Arondight slipped from Satanael's fingers, Azazel appeared above his brother with a dozen light spears around him, flicking his fingers towards Satanael and watching as the ground erupted with a bright white light.

Unfortunately, it was not enough as Satanael had already created a barrier above him, which blocked the attacks as he leapt back and caught Arondight.

Tobio, however, used that opportunity to get closer, the scythe in his hands morphing into a katana that he quickly slashed at the Cadre's neck.

Blocking the attack & pushing Tobio back, Satanael frowned as he saw the black flames on Tobio's katana before swiftly rushing towards Tobio, bringing his blade around with a wide arc that the young fighter ducked under.

However, Satanael grinned at that as he abruptly stopped his attack and swung down instead, watching with glee as the blade neared Tobio's back before his eyes widened as a sheen of gold appeared above him & blocked the attack.

Thankful for Azazel's quick block, Tobio rolled under Satanael's attack before spinning around and slashing out just as the Cadre held his blade in a two-handed grip and blocked his strike.

Sparks of black & gold soon flew in the air as the two fighters attacked each other, Azazel watching as the two men danced with death itself while still standing on the bright field of light on the ground.

'He threw a tag that's currently hidden under the ground and any time Tobio tries to make a new weapon, it's swiftly absorbed by the light field. I don't see any gesture from Satanael to destroy the weapons, so it has to be an automatic system. I need to find a way to destroy the tag while also making sure that he can't try & stop me from doing so.' Azazel thought with a frown as he rocketed down towards the two fighters, Satanael catching a glimpse of his brother right before he wheezed as Tobio used that split second distraction to land a vicious kick to his sternum.

However, both men were surprised as Azazel deactivated his Sacred Gear, revealing the Downfall Dragon Spear now in the shape of a long golden spear with the purple orb acting as its pommel.

Landing in between the two fighters, Azazel stabbed at Satanael's heart, the Cadre barely parrying the attack while leaping away to get some breathing ground.

However, Azazel did not let him as the General rushed forward and unleashed a flurry of strikes, Satanael gritting his teeth as he not only had to deal with his brother's bone-shattering attacks but also the rare light spear that came from his blindspot whenever he focused too much on Azazel.

"Toby! Now!" Azazel shouted and Satanael's eyes widened as he saw Tobio shifting his katana into a spear, the man quickly spinning the spear above him before slamming it pommel first into the ground.

The next moment, a sea of wolves made out of pitch black shadows flew out of the spear's pommel and scattered across the white field of light below them, cracking the field slightly as each wolf rammed themselves head first into the ground.

'Why would he do that? He should have them attack me as the field will only regenerate the moment a part of it cracks.' Satanael thought with a frown as the parts of the field that were cracked had already repaired themselves by the time the second wave of wolves appeared from Tobio's spear, looking at his brother only to frown at the victorious grin on his face.

"What are you doing?" Satanael asked with a frown, to which Azazel simply snorted before the Cadre grew even more confused as the General threw the Dragon Spear towards Tobio.

However, just as Tobio caught it, Satanael finally caught what they were doing and his eyes widened as Tobio raced over to the middle left section where the field was still slowly regenerating.

'Damnit! I should have known they were looking for the weakest section.' Satanael cursed as he raced after Tobio before quickly stopping in his tracks as his senses screamed at him to dodge, flipping through the air with a spin just as twin spears of light barely missed impaling him from above.

Rolling across the ground, he flared his wings out wide to stop Azazel's from impaling him while also using Arondight to destroy the light spear aimed at his heart, the two Fallen Angels glaring at each other before Satanael gave a defeated sigh as the field under them shattered.

"Balance BREAK!" Tobio exclaimed as Lycaon erupted from the ground with a deafening howl, the lycan quickly growing to nearly twice his height while Tobio's own shadow rose up from the ground & wrapped around him to form a black lycan-like armour with six-bladed tails swaying behind him.

As the man transformed, heaven & earth were tinged pitch black and Satanael sighed as his tag sunk into the shadowy ground before it could activate its fail-safe.

Before the Cadre could prepare himself, Azazel sunk into the shadows just as an army of wolf with blade-like horns on their foreheads erupted from the ground & descended from the sky, Tobio watching stoically as Satanael was soon obscured by the sea of beasts.

He, however, did not expect it to be that easily and was proven right as bright white light erupted from inside the beasts, all of them being erased by the flash as Satanael stood tall in the field of shadows with his entire body & Arondight covered in black & crimson flames and an armour of Holy Light.

Without wasting a single moment, Satanael readied himself as he was only given a moment to notice Tobio & Lycaon sinking into the abyss below before being greeted by a bombardment of light spears from all side.

Spinning while swinging Arondight in a wide arc, crimson flames roared to life as they swiftly devoured all within their path, Azazel cutting the flames nearing him in two before quickly raising a shield of light just as Satanael appeared in front of him.

Swinging Arondight down, Satanael wanted to cut right through the shield, but Tobio was quick to block the attack as shadows extended from below them and wrapped around Azazel's light, reinforcing it and grabbing Arondight as it smashed into the light shield.

Gritting his teeth as he tried to pull the sword back to no avail, Satanael was forced to leap away as Lycaon's claws barely missed bifurcating him, though he did not escaped unscathed as four shallow cuts were inflicted on his back.

'I need to get out of here.' Satanael thought with a frown as he watched Tobio & Lycaon slowly prowling around him and even though he had multiple escape routes planned, none of them had work.

Trying to teleport away would be impossible while Tobio still had his Balance Breaker activated. He tried that once in their first battle and was shocked when the man cut right through all of the teleportation crests he had made.

The only reason he actually made it out was because he had made thousands of different ones along with attacking Tobio with every spell he knew and even with that, his soul was barely hanging on when he did managed to escape.

There was the option of getting Arondight back and using its flames as a shield to get out, but as he watched Azazel teleport it to either his personal pocket dimension or the Grigori HQ, Satanael knew that option was no longer viable.

'Which leaves only one thing, beating all three to escape. Ha! I crack myself up with that joke.'

"I concede." Those words surprised the three fighters before Azazel's face shifted into a frown as he held up a hand to stop Tobio from attacking.

"What do you mean you concede? Is this one of your tricks?"

"No, I just know when I'm defeated. I do have escape plans, but unfortunately, none of them will work without me either dying in the process or getting severely injured."

"You do realize that there's no prison for you, right? You're going to be placed in Cocytus for eternity." Azazel spoke, his frown deepening as Satanael chuckled.

"Yeah, I know. Well, at least I managed to showcase my superiority over you with my Sacred Gear Nullification."

"And what makes you think I'd just let you quit?" A voice whispered in Satanael's ears and his eyes widened as a hand grasped the back of his neck, Azazel freezing at the sight of a handsome man wearing a black coat with long hair that were in a mixture of black & blond.

"C-Crom Cruach." Azazel whispered, watching as the Evil Dragon simply gave him an amused smirk before Tobio's eyes widened as his Balance Breaker shattered, the field of shadows dissipating just as Crom & Satanael disappeared in flashes of black & gold.

"J-Jin. Wh-Who was that?" Tobio asked as he turned to Lycaon, surprised to see the lycan sinking to the floor in relief as fear danced in his eyes.

"Death. Be glad we're still alive."

"Unsheathe Technique: Demonic Resonance."

"Dance of the Willful Trickster." The world around Isaiah shattered numerous times in the span of a second as he unsheathed Gram and delivered rapid slashes to the air around him, clone after clone of Loki vanishing with their illusions as the real one danced around the air slashes.

Throwing his right dagger towards Isaiah, Loki spun through the air and kicked out his leg for a roundhouse, Isaiah quickly ducking as the trickster appeared with an emerald flash next to his dagger and barely missed hitting his head.

Quickly rolling away, Isaiah flipped to his feet and leapt into a corkscrew as Loki threw his second dagger at his head, watching as the blade sailed past his head before creating a shield of demonic blades just as the god appeared in front of him & stomped him into the ground.

However, Loki cursed as he teleported to his first dagger as the blades expanded outwards from the shield and missed impaling him, slowly spinning his daggers by their chains as Isaiah's shield of blades disappeared.

Already standing in an iaido stance with Gram sheathed, Isaiah took a deep breath as sparks of blue electricity raced around his body before Loki frowned as dozens of blue Azathoth crests surrounded the two in a dome-like structure.

"Unsheathe Technique: Demonic Synergy." With a swift lunge, Isaiah became an azure blur as he barely missed cutting Loki's arm off, but the trickster cursed as the devil ricochet off of the crest behind him and attacked him once more.

Holding his daggers in front of him, Loki gritted his teeth as Gram slammed into his daggers and sent him flying, but just as he was flying out of the Azathoth dome, he wheezed as a force slammed into his back from behind.

"You're not escaping that easily." Isaiah whispered as he had appeared behind Loki and kicked him back, the Norse god growling as he flipped through the air to land on his feet before watching as Isaiah leapt from crest to crest.

'He's shifting the crest he wants to land on into a solid while moving at top speed.' Loki thought with a frown as he was barely able to follow Isaiah's movements, the devil just a blur to his eyes as he had to use his other senses to keep track of him.

Readying himself for Isaiah's attack, Loki did not have to wait long as Isaiah leapt from the crest above them while unsheathing Gram, swiftly spinning through the air while lashing out with a hook kick that the devil blocked.

However, Loki gritted his teeth as Isaiah used the force of his attack to launch himself into another crest, quickly leaping to one behind him before jumping to attack his unguarded back.

Spinning around to meet the young man, the god's eyes widened as Isaiah gave him a victorious grin, watching as the devil vanished like a mirage before hundreds of Isaiahs appeared from thin air all around him.

"Unsheathe Technique: Omni-Directional Demonic Resonance." The Isaiah clones chanted as they all unsheathed their own Gram in unison, Loki quickly taking a deep breath before growling as he stabbed his daggers into the ground.

Within the blink of an eye, each clone of Isaiah was met by a clone of Loki, each shattering like glass the moment they crashed into the other as the trickster instead looked for the real one.

It took a while before the real Isaiah finally ran through a clone, his eyes widening as Loki appeared with an emerald flash & a wide grin on his face.

"I win, devil." Loki growled as he stabbed downwards, gleeful as scarlet blood flew through the air before his eyes widened at the pain exploding in his chest, looking down to see the blade of Gram sticking out from behind him.

"And I told you. You're not leaving here alive." Isaiah whispered as he tore out Gram, spinning the blade before cutting the god's head off with a grunt.

"…Huh, not bad." Loki spoke with a defeated grin as his head rolled over the floor, Isaiah taking a deep breath and sheathing Gram as the clones & crests around them shattered.

"When did you disappear?"

"The start of our battle. You let me out of your sight of a split second. Did you not expect me to take advantage of it?" Loki asked with an amused smirk, cackling as Isaiah rubbed his temples.

"You don't care about the war or Ragnarok, do you?"

"Oh, not at all. I'm a trickster and this was the perfect opportunity for me to play some pranks." Isaiah simply glared at the grinning god before shaking his head as he walked away, a crest appearing above Loki's head before a storm of exploding demonic blades rained down on him.

'I should have fucking known.' Isaiah thought with a frustrated sigh as he looked up at the sky, unable to help the smirk on his face as he felt a sort of kinship with the god despite how much he wanted to tear him limb from limb.

Shaking his head, the reincarnated devil was obscured by an azure flash as the Azathoth crest appeared below him before he vanished, reappearing next to Sirzechs just as the man let out a sigh.

"You missed your target too?" He asked, chuckling as Isaiah sighed & nodded.

"Yeah, bastard slipped through my fingers before our fight could start and left me to fight a clone."

"Hah, we expected as much. Looks like Falbium's suspicion of Loki just playing around seemed to have turned out to be true. Well, at least I can say well done on keeping his attention on you while we took care of everything here."

"From the sound of it, things didn't go your way, did they?" Isaiah asked before shaking his head with a smirk as Sirzechs gave a sheepish chuckle.

"You could say that. Well, you can go now. We'll handle everything here."

"Sure, but interrupting my vacation from now on is going to cost a fee."

"Just go." Sirzechs spoke with an amused smirk and Isaiah chuckled as he gave a wave over his shoulder before vanishing, the Satan's smirk fading as he looked around at the sea of corpses layered on the ground before shaking his head as he began issuing orders for the clean-up.

'War. It never changes.'

A/N: So, this part after Loki's reveal did not exist in the Pat-reon post, but I felt like I needed to end the chapter right so I added a few new lines.

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