She had long smooth black hairs and judging her eyes she had to be a demon. She wore a blue lip stick and her dark skin gave off a faint glow. To complete her beauty she had worn a black yukata. Yet despite all these aspects these were not the things that had caught the soldiers' attention. No, the ten fox tails of the woman, they were beautiful to look at and at the same time one thing was sure, they were not simply there for show. In addition, Saphire had fox tails. She came to an abrupt halt, in the center of the small group of ghouls that remained. As she let her gaze flew over their heads the ghouls started shivering. Saphire stretched out her right arm to the side. She opened the palm and in it wind gathered from everywhere. The soldiers kept observing. The wind was so strong that if they lost concentration for a moment they would be pulled in. Trees and even some ghouls gout pulled in by the wind and the next moment a small tornado formed and ripped apart everything that came in contact with it.
Slowly something formed in the tornado. One soldier had enough. He was a minotaur and decided to charge Saphire. During his charge the minotaur clad himself in a stone armor and instead of becoming slower his dash increased in speed.
'Take that you fucking demon!', the soldier bellowed some seconds before he would bodycheck Saphire. Saphire grabbed after the object that was hidden in the tornado and the moment she did, the tornado ceased. And the next moment she stood behind the minotaur, her back facing to him, sliding her katana back into the sheath. She had cleaved the soldier in half, too fast to follow and too clean to see the cut itself. The minotaur dropped dead – bummm. The soldiers jerked back. However, one of them had stepped to the front. It was a man whose arm were covered in diamond.
'She's strong, too strong for us to face. We need Commander Nootra. I will keep her busy. One group takes the people away and the other half hurries to Commander Nootra!' … 'NOW!' The soldiers dispersed, each one knowing what he had to do now. Yet, Saphire remained calm, on her place as if she didn't care what these humans were doing.
'How long do you think, human?', she demanded.
The man with diamonds arms gulped. Before sweat could form on his rough face he decided to clad his whole body in diamond.
'To think. A demon on celestial level would show up here!'
'You seem to know about the ranks amongst the demon! Then I am sure you know that you stand no chance against us, do you? Well', she drew her black sword, 'out of respect for your courage I shall face you in a one on one. But before that, tell me your name, courage one!'
'You can call me Dara, the human diamond!'
'Well, Dara I am Saphire the ten tailed demon fox!' At once tornados formed around the two, wrecking the forest. And the heaven darkened.
In the hospital
In air Dean twisted and managed a clean landing. Just in time he swerved to the side, escaping the swinging fist of John. However, he couldn't evade the leg that came swinging his way and brought him to the ground. With one leap John had closed the distance to Larah. She was afraid, yes, but there was Hope. So she gulped down her fear and let rage and whatever come to the surface. Still holding Hope she headbutted John, but she was the one to wince back. John slapped her with the back of his hand. Another one followed and Larah dropped to her knees. Still, her arms around Hope were still there. Everything reeled before Larah and it demanded all her strength to stay awake.
John yanked Hope away from Larah. Sark who couldn't just shoot John was on his way to them. Larah's sudden cry woke up Dean. John wouldn't wait for the two men to attack him again and started forward breaching the wall before him and the next and the next … He was gone and Larah was silently staring at her arms where Hope Hope had been some seconds ago.
'I couldn't protect her! Fuuuuuccckkk!'
On the battlefield
The blood was raining down. The only counter against it – Commander Nootra. He had no time to devise another plan. He would have to resort to his first plan – his last transformation. He let out a cry which shook the ground and the heaven itself.
'That's it!', Dracule bellowed. 'Hahahaha! Let's fight each other to death!' Cracks appeared in the body of Commander Nootra. This cracks glowed. The cracks spread and when they had spread on the whole body, the body burst and revealed Commander Nootra in his final form. He was smaller than his first transformation. He had fur on his boy however his chest and stomach were bar of fur. His mane had remained and his body was packed with muscles, less than his first form and yet still enough to inspire marvel.
Commander Nootra rose his arms and a shield made out of a mix of light and silver energy formed above the battlefield, shielding everyone from the blood. Dracule created a lance of blood the tip clad in his wicked energy. Then he launched this lance at Commander Nootra. Commander Nootra slashed the air and fired the energy blades at the lance. The attacks met – boooooooooo…
Some kilometers away from the battlefield
Seraphina had been on her way to the Behills Hospital when she had encountered some light priests and white ghouls.
'These eyes!', a light priest noted. 'Are you an immune one?'
'No!'
'Then you must be a high priest! What is a high priest doing here? Amongst the priest, be it dark or light some priest had formed a contract with demons or angels. They were kind of like immune ones only that their state was a result from a contract. Thus, it was not exactly the same as an immune one. Seraphina glanced at the group and cocked her head to the side, replying with a question:
'Rather what are you doing here?'
'We were on our way to the Behills Hospital. After the dark priest or the soldiers emerge victorious they will surely be tired from the battle. That's when we will strike, hahahahah!'
'I see!', Seraphina uttered, stretching her neck. Her eyes changed; the gold remained but her eyes also turned black.
'You're an angel!', a light priest yelled. 'How? What is an angel doing here? The only explanation could be that', his eyes spread wide open, 'you serve her, the princess!'
'Seems like my cover has been exposed', Seraphina uttered, rather pleased. Well, I was tired of spying on your lot. I mean you are really a crazy bunch of people and now die!