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Demoness 2 - Chapter 89 - Showdown, Revelations
🕑 Added 2024-03-21 04:48:07 +0000 UTCElania gripped Eziel tightly, feeling the divine power surging through her as she channeled into the blade. The runes on the sword lit up with a brilliant light, pulsing in time with the beating of her heart. She could feel his presence within the weapon, waiting to strike.
The energy built up, and Tabbris seemed to realize something was happening because he lunged toward them.
Elania released the swing in a wide arc. A massive wave of energy exploded out from the attack in a golden arc that crackled with lightning and lethality. It sheared through Tabbris’ left arm and wing like a knife through butter.
The limbs crashed to the ground while the seraph let out an agonized roar, golden light motes and energy bleeding into the air from the wounds.
He staggered back, his remaining arm flailing wildly as he tried to maintain balance. His eyes blazed with the fury and madness of the undead, fixating on Elania as she hovered in front of him.
The rage felt like a tangible force that seemed to press down on her from every direction.
Tabbris let out a deafening bellow and charged forward, his massive form shaking the ground with each thunderous step.
He stomped through the city, crushing buildings and structures beneath his feet with abandon. The sight reminded her of a scene from an old movie; the seraph a giant ape wrecking havoc on a city.
Elania grit her teeth and hissed in anger, and she pulled from her new pool of divinity as fast as she could, charging up for another devastating strike.
When Tabbris reached them, Eziel guided her flight, dragging his blade down the seraph’s arm as they flashed behind it. She raised the sword high above her head, energy forming a sphere at the tip of the blade.
It fell like an executioner’s axe, the golden energy slicing through the seraph’s remaining wing. Like a scythe through wheat, the strike sent the appendage tumbling to the ground in a shower of sparks and light.
Her momentum carried her forward, a second strike missing Tabbris’ neck by a hair’s breadth as the seraph flinched away in pain.
Elania cursed under her breath as they flashed past. Tabbris turned to face them, the seraph’s face splitting open to reveal a glowing orb of energy. Instead of a laser, it was a widespread pattern of dissolution.
Elania’ curled her wings around her and focused on protecting herself from the deadly energy.
“I thought seraphs weren’t supposed to be emotional!” Elania shouted, her words nearly lost in the roar of wind as she tumbled through the currents of the attack.
[Try being tortured and enslaved for thousands of years while tiny creatures suck on your blood and soul. Your composure would be shaken.]
There was no time to discuss the specifics. The energy around her faded, but it had devastated the city cavern’s ceiling. A shelf the size of a city district fell and crushed the conclave district behind them, and boiling water from the abyss splashed upwards in spikes high enough to nearly scald her.
She circled, looking for an opening to strike again, but before she could find an opening, a nearby light stone exploded, slamming into her like a physical blow. She tumbled in the air, plummeting toward the ground.
Before she could recover, Tabbris’ massive hand closed around her, crushing her in its grasp. Elania screamed in pain as the seraph’s fingers tightened, the pressure threatening to snap her bones like twigs. Her wings strained to prevent her from being turned into pulp.
Eziel’s voice whispered in the back of her mind that she should fight back, but the thought was quickly drowned out.
It felt like she was being encased in stone, her entire body failing under the immense pressure. Despite her resistance, the seraph’s strength was overwhelming. Terror gripped her as she realized she might not survive this one.
Everything narrowed to a singular point.
And then the sound of a familiar voice washed over her. Yolani was praying for her safety and success. The sound of her heart’s voice flowed over her.
She couldn’t give up now.
An epiphany hit her hard. She’d been neglecting her other skills, focusing only on her new Demi-Divine powers.
Closing her eyes, she focused on her mana-shards. Her bracers immolated, glowing with an intense, fiery light as she compressed the energy inside of them.
She stretched out her [Demonic Aura] to shape the flow of energy when the compression finally failed.
With a defiant shout, Elania cried out, “Exponential, motherfucker!”
The compressed energy from the shards exploded outward in a supernova of [Power] and force. It ripped through Tabbris’ hand while tearing apart the seraph’s forearm and flinging Elania away from the seraph’s grasp.
The shockwave of the explosion propelled her at incredible speed. She spun wildly, her wings struggling to stop the tumble and bend her trajectory. Until she hit the ground with a crack, sending a spray of stone and rubble into the air as she embedded into the rock.
Her head felt light as she scrabbled at the debris and picked herself out of the divot she had dug across a street. Panting heavily, one of her wings flickered as she jumped back into the air. Looking down, she realized she was covered in slowly healing gouges and slashes that bled golden light motes just light the wounds Eziel had dealt Tabbris.
When she managed enough altitude to look back out into the city, Elania’s heart quivered.
A quarter of the city had been reduced to a giant crater, a gaping wound that was in the process of sucking up the last of the water and now the lion’s share of the lava pouring into the city cavern from above.
Steam and smoke warred for control of the upper half of the chamber, the city’s filtration systems having stopped working at some point. Stone chunks fell at random as aftershock tremors rocked everything. The light stones floating in the air flickered randomly, adding to the insanity.
Eziel floated back to her, returning to her hand.
[Focus.]
Elania’s gaze darted across the landscape, searching for Tabbris. She spotted him climbing up the side of the crater, its movements sluggish and labored. It was bashing its bloody stump on the stone, spilling golden ichor and light across the rock.
As she watched, she realized the seraph’s destination—the Magistry district was right there!
[Are you still able to fight, Elania?]
“Let’s finish this,” Elania breathed.
[Agreed.]
Her hand tightened on Eziel’s hilt.
Elania surged forward, her wings propelling her through the air with incredible speed.
She held Eziel above her head, the sword’s blade expanding and taking shape as divine energy crackled around it, forming a massive phantom blade.
The urgency in her movements was palpable, driven by overwhelming need.
Tabbris reached the divine dome, its massive fist slamming into the barrier with a resounding impact.
Cracks spread across the shield’s surface, threatening to shatter under the immense force.
Elania’s heart raced as she pushed herself to fly faster, determined to close the distance before it was too late.
Elania swung Eziel with all her might, the phantom blade slicing through the air with a deafening hum.
The divine energy blade cleaved through Tabbris’ body, splitting the seraph in half with a sickening crunch.
A blinding flare of light erupted from the seraph’s severed form, engulfing the area in a massive explosion of energy.
Elania felt the rush of power surging into her as she absorbed a portion of the released energy, her body thrumming with the influx of divine might.
Elania reached out with her free hand, channeling her newfound power into the weakened barrier. The divine dome shimmered and pulsed as she reinforced it, the cracks slowly mending under her influence.
She could feel the strain on her body as she poured every ounce of her strength into the task, determined to ensure the protection of those inside.
Elania’s focus was shattered as she slammed into the cobblestone streets below, the impact tearing up the stones beneath her.
She bounced and skidded across the rough surface, her body battered by the unforgiving ground. In a desperate attempt to slow her momentum, Elania dragged Eziel’s blade against the stone, the sword’s edge screeching and sparking as it carved a jagged path through the cobblestone.
Finally, Elania came to a halt, her body aching and bruised from the violent landing. She remained on her knee for a moment, gasping for breath as the adrenaline coursed through her veins.
She realized a guard was trying to help her, and she waved him away. “I think I rolled a nat 20 to constitution, or something.”
He looked at her without understanding.
Elania stood up, her wings helping her prop herself up as she leaned on Eziel for support.
A light stone plummeted and shattered against the barrier, but Elania reached up with both hands, reinforcing it once more. Things tried to repair themselves as she pushed [Divine Mending] but they just didn’t go back properly, and the only thing she managed was to keep the debris from above sliding off the dome and out of the Magistry.
Yolani and Henri came running towards her, their faces etched with concern.
Yolani jumped at Elania, wrapping her arms around her neck in a tight hug. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Yolani’s words tumbled out in an incoherent rush, her voice trembling with worry.
Elania’s heart swelled. She pulled back slightly, cupping Yolani’s face in her hands. “I’m alright, love. It’s over now.”
Without hesitation, Elania leaned in and captured Yolani’s lips in a tender kiss. Her wings curled around them reflexively, and the world around them seemed to fade away as they melted into each other’s arms.
Henri’s eyes widened in shock. “What the...” He trailed off, his mouth hanging open in disbelief.
Elania and Yolani broke apart, their cheeks flushed and their eyes shining with affection.
Henri stammered, struggling to find the right words. “I... I had no idea. You two are...?”
Yolani took Elania’s hand in hers. “Yes, we are. I love Elania, and she loves me.”
Henri ran a hand through his hair.
Elania squeezed Yolani’s hand. “I know it’s a lot to take in, Henri. But I hope you can accept us for who we are and the love we share.”
Henri took a deep breath, his expression softening. “Of course. Congratulations? If you’re happy together, then that’s all that matters.”
Yolani beamed at Henri, her eyes shining with gratitude. “Thank you, Henri. Your support means the world to us.”
Comments
Jonathan Wint
Henri Just got two trillion stars. Seriously if Elaina Decides to go BI Henri Earned a sandwich!
Erios909
The story is written third person limited, and you do not really get to see inside Henri's head. Did you consider that Yolani is standing beside a !sparkling! newly minted demi-divine, essentially a radiant goddess, with glowly golden lights! What law? What homosexuality? No one can resist the sparkle. She's literally a goddess. She makes the law :joy:
Aphanvahrius
Hm, I think Henri's reaction may come off as a bit forced here. I'm not saying he should be angry or not supportive, but most people would need some time to digest and think things through calmly before reacting like he did. Even if Elania was a man, you'd expect that learning about his crush loving someone else would hit him (not long term, but in the moment). Then you have to add all the negative rep homosexuality has in the city. And then there's all the other things that went down and certainly didn't help in terms of providing a peace of mind. Unless his reaction was heavily influenced by either his crisis management being slotted and very high level or him actually suspecting this might be the case for some time, or both (and I suppose his experience as a guard and past, and likely unpleasant experiences when it comes to the enforcement of the "anti-homosexual" law might be a factor too?) 🤔
