Maka and Soul both scream to increase the power of their resonance. "Let's keep going!" Shouted soul. "We need to keep the Genie hunter through multiple hits!"

"Okay!" responded Maka.

The demon sword wielder watched as Maka's and Soul's wavelengths began to intertwine and become one, he almost looked in disgust. "So that is the scream of a soul resonance?" he asked intimidatingly. As he said this the Genie hunter formed from Soul's soul blade. "I will show you a real scream." He said in a dark, cold tone. His soul then began to come into Maka's vision. "Demon Art! Scream Resonance!" He then began to growl and his soul expanded rapidly. The growl became louder and higher until it became a scream you would expect to hear in metal. The scream reached its peak. Cracks formed in the stone around them. The sand beneath them became glass and then shattered into the air around them. Then, without warning, the scream's pitch dropped rapidly and stopped soon after.

When it dropped a shock wave was released from his soul. It was strong. suddenly a cracking sound came from Soul. "What!?" Shouted Maka confused. A crack had formed in the Genie hunter. "Soul are you ok!?" demanded Maka.

A few moments past. The crack began to mend itself. "I'm fine Maka!" Said Soul aggressively. "If he can crack the Genie Hunter with just his scream and a shock wave he must be tough. Be on your guard."

"Yeah." acknowledged Maka. "I was thinking the.." Maka hesitated.

"Whats wrong Maka?" Said Soul concerned.

"His eyes." She said. "I've seen them before. But where?"

"Hey you're right." Said Soul in agreement and confusion.

"Oh, you like my eyes?" the demon sword wielder asked. "I always thought they were monstrous. Oh well to each their own right?" Let me fill in the blanks. I am the son of both a Witch and a Kishin."

"Arachne and Asura?" Asked Soul, puzzled by the odd match-up.

His eyes glowed read, filled to the brim with madness, with the pupils of a beast with Arachne's, white spider web pattern on them. "Enough!" The demon sword wielder demanded. "I've grown weary of this conversation. It's time we ended this." With this, he rushed forward catching Maka off guard and sweeping at her legs, throwing her off balance. She made a quick recovery and swung her scythe upwards towards the demon sword wielder. He summoned forth the Witchblade and blocked with it. He looked up and gloated "You will need to strike harder than.." he looked down at his sword. It was being corroded by the Genie Hunter! He jumped back, avoiding further damage to his sword. "That's impressive. An attack the erases all evil? how original." He added sarcastically. "It won't be enough to break my blades!" and shouted harshly.

"What makes you so sure!?" Maka demanded confidently and defiantly.

"If I can crack it." He growled chillingly. A looked of shock struck Maka's face. "Then I'm sure I can break your scythe!" He screamed as he lunged forward once again. forming the axes mid swing, the darkness flaking away as the axes made contact with the scythe. They scrapped and brawled for what felt like hours, shards of both blade and energy began to litter the desert, covering the once golden landscape with shards of dark silver and radiant indigo reflecting from the glass forming sands below as it all glimmered in the light of the sun set. Then, Souls blade shattered! the demon sword wielder fallowed with a sharp and quick kick to Maka's face throwing her back and loosening her grip on Soul as he fell free from Maka's hands.

Maka stumbled to her feet. "That all you got?" She asked expecting more. She looked over and saw Soul incapacitated on the sands in his vulnerable human form. "Looks like it's up to me." Maka thought to herself.

The demon sword wielder walked in front of her breaking her vision to soul. "Don't worry I'm not going to kill him." He said calmly. "At least not yet." He continued with a psychotic grin tilting his head to one side and liking his blade. "Let's see what you've got without scythy boy over there." He said aggressively as he once again rushed Maka.

Black scythe blades formed on her arms extending to just past her hands and blocked both axes with precision. "And you thought i was helpless without my weapon partner" Maka beckoned as she pushed back the demon sword wielder.

"I'll be sure to have that engraved on your tombstone when your blades break." He said as he once again continued the relentless assault on the stranded D.W.M.A teacher. The clashing of blades, pounding of fists and shattering of metal raged on for a grueling ten minutes.

Kid and Blackstar wear finally within earshot of the fight. "I hear them!" They both screamed and raced to find her.

"Wait." contemplated Kid concerned. "Maka isn't resonating with Soul come to think about it I haven't felt his presence for the past ten minutes." As Kid said this a feeling of sadness and helplessness flooded Liz's thoughts.

As a look of shock began to grow on her face, Liz's looked across to her. Tears began to flood in her eyes. "Kid you have to go faster!" Patty shouted.

"Got it!" kid agreed. "C'mon beelzebub, GO!" He shouted as the board began to accelerate.

Patty looked back at Liz who was on the verge of a breakdown. "Hey!" Patty said to her. She looked up in shock her site blurred from her tears. "He's gunna be fine." Patty said compassionately. "So dry your eyes, remember who your worrying about." She continued joyfully.

Liz wiped her tears away. "Thanks Sis'." She said recovering her voice from sadness. "You're right!" she continued happily. "He is a death scythe after all!"

Kid over heard the conversation and smiled. The smile then changed into a serious expression on concern. "Soul." He thought to himself. "Don't you dare make Patty a liar!"

"They're close Blackstar." Said Tsubaki. "But I don't..."

"Don't say it." Blackstar interrupted. "Just tell me how close."

"At this pace roughly ten minutes " Tsubaki responded.

"That means I need to go faster!" Shouted Blackstar. "After all, nothing takes ten minutes for me the great Blackstar! YAHOOO!" He screamed as his running accelerated.

The combat raged on for Maka and the demon sword wielder as both of their wavelengths begin to drop in power.

Maka had started to go on the offensive. She began to push the demon sword wielder back occasionally sweeping at his legs and using the scythes blades on her wrist to first block and then swing in for a strike. Eventually, the demon sword wielder found some grip and had a strong black against what was going to be a finishing move from Maka. He looked up and with a grin, he said. "My turn!" He pushed her back and swung for key gaps in her defense with almost bone shattering force. He suddenly jumped back, through both axes towards her upper body. She ducked and dodged both, then she noticed him sliding to take out her legs, she jumped and avoided that too then he stopped, swung round and stood up. she was a sitting duck in the air. A thunderous growl came from behind her "SOUL FORCE!" He bellowed thrusting his arms into her spine and explosion of electricity ravaged the nearby sand, spreading through the shards of mirrored sunlight creating supercharged spider web pattern of lightning around them which felt like and eternity of pain in a moment which felt like it lasted a life time.

She fell to the ground coughing and struggling to move, trying desperately to get away from the monstrous force of nature that stood over her, shrouding her in a shadow of fear and hopelessness. It was over. she struggled to her feet and tried to run away. The demon sword wielder leaped over Maka and landed in front of her facing her with stern eyes and a blade raised high to to clouds ready to fall like a guillotine upon her broken body.

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