- Mira - Mira passed out soon after being healed. Her blood loss had been so severe that getting her body to a stable state took a large chunk of her mana. She would normally be fine, but all the flying she had been doing prior reduced her mana reserves to a point that after the healing she was almost fully depleted. She woke up at night by the supply cart, unsure of how long she had been out. Her outfit had been ruined by the blood. Yvere changed her clothes when she was asleep, giving her a black shirt and black pants. "Sorry about the size." Yvere was sorting through a crate. The clothes were a little tight on Mira but her mind was elsewhere. "Huh? It's fine. Thank you." Mira didn't feel secure simply because she had been spared. Death and Lucifer would be watching her, and any movements she made against them would surely get her killed on the spot. She tu

- Death and Lucifer - "Shall we go somewhere else?" Amaterasu asked, eyeing the other members of the group. "No. We stay here and discuss you removing yourself from the lycan's politics." Death answered. Amaterasu clicked her tongue. "So be it. You're lucky I'm not Tsuki. He wouldn't tolerate speaking around lessers." "You're lucky Death can tolerate speaking with you." Lucifer mocked. Amaterasu gave an interested glance to Lucifer before rolling her eyes. "Watch yourself archangel. You're lucky you have Death here." 'I hate you more than Cytus right now.' Lucifer thought. "Your father isn't around, so stop pretending to be threatening." Lucifer responded. Amaterasu's uninterested look turned to frustration. "ENOUGH!" Death shouted, his face partially cove

- Azriel and Cytus - (Back when Cytus shot at Azriel) Azriel started to explain the plan to Cytus. "We plan to strike them in Sol. We had a minor setback, but nothing too big." Cytus showed doubt at that statement. "Really? How minor? Cause' from what I heard Death was with Lucifer. You must think rather highly of yourself if you think you can handle him." Azriel smiled. "I have more allies than you know. Amaterasu, a small army of yokai, angels, and lycans. Lucifer will die, and Death will be too occupied." "That's different from what you originally said." Cytus questioned. "I know. The ideal scenario is Lucifer coming to us. I like having multiple plans just in case." "What's their names?" Cytus said pointing at the man and woman. "The yokai is Yukina, a

- Lucifer - Lucifer had seen Peter's and Heinrich's attacks. He was still dodging a majority of the army's attacks. Flying around stone spikes that would shoot from the ground, to air-rolling and evading Azriel's bombardment. He was calm. Not out of confidence, perhaps the opposite. He could feel his chances of living getting slimmer and slimmer. As the feeling got stronger he felt his senses sharpen. He had trained everyday he could. He never took peace for granted. His past was full of him torturting himself and fighting stronger opponents so he would be ready for moments like these. His subconscious only allowed one thought at a time. 'Remove Cytus from his position.' Was the current thought. He channeled multiple orbs in his hand, creating a cluster. He flew directly up, towards Azriel. Azriel, surprised, sent dozens of wind blades down at him. Lucifer ca

- Death and Amaterasu - Death's hand reaching for Amaterasu made her life flash before her eyes. A thousand of Tsukuyomi's sayings. Her countless pranks she had pulled on Susanoo. All of it appeared like a blur. She snapped back to reality and attempted to fly away. Azriel's twister appeared, grabbing Death's attention for a split second. Amaterasu used the chance to gain some more distance, hoping it was enough. She wasn't sure if Death could continue his blinking in midair. He could. In an instant he wrapped his hand around her face and gripped so tightly she thought her head might explode. She transformed back into a wolf as they both fell to the ground. Death's grip was released briefly until he grabbed the fur around Amaterasu's neck. The two slammed into the black ground. Amaterasu thrashed, doing everything she could to get Death off of her. He was knocked away by her legs, ripping off tufts o