[quote=Serperion]
Their swords clashed and there was a struggle of energy."You follow only one god yes, and I accept his power. But just as I cannot deny the fact my father and my brother stand divine, as I stand before you give me the respect of at least accepting my existence. Something that not even my brother nor father fully see to be true."The ghosts of Elasa surrounded him, but his aura burnt brighter. He looked towards the spirit of Romulus who floated almost stationary and watched as his brother took this battle alone, the look of disgust on his face. At least Ruber cared for him in this incarnation, but Romulus would never change. "I am kin to fear and panic, born from love and war. For I love the children that have given me a home, and I have war in my veins I shall not back down from you holy warrior, be it from fear or from panic!" Venetus shouted and he was covered in a bright armour, blue instead of the traditional roman red, his blessing of Mars was running out. As a Lunatic, he could keep it as long as he remained feral, and it came with a healing factor, Mars true unfiltered blessing on bestowed strength and courage, but that was all Venetus needed now, it would keep him alive until his destiny was clear, one he would forge with his own two hands. The ghosts where coming closer and Venetus cut a glare at all of them, hoping to use the divine power that surrounded him to repel them even somewhat. But there was too many of them and they came with much Vigour. Venetus released a pulse of bright electricity from his sword lighting the room as slowly the Sistine chapel started to form overhead even without Venetus actively summoning it, it was a passive activation with the power of ASaber clashing so strongly with Venetus, subconsciously he was preparing for last rites. "In another life perhaps we could have been as friends." Venetus said as he summoned another blade to his other hand ready to strike ASaber. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hK9kNNKtR_M
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ASaber smiled sadly.
"...Perhaps you are right. Like you, all that I and my people were, all we believed in, was denied and defiled. Only through great struggle were we able to take back what was ours, and for our effort we received a miracle, if only for a short time." He raised his sword, and along with all the remaining ghosts of Elasa, saluted Venetus. "In the end, we still died. Here, on this very battlefield, I and all the men whose spirits now stand beside me stood our ground against unwinnable odds. Here we died, refusing to retreat, like our so-called "comrades." That is why you have my respect. Unlike your Masters and brother, you do turn away to fight easier battles. Like we did, you face us knowing you will lose." Asaber once agains grinned, his smile equal parts satisfaction and sorrow. "Yes. I do believe that in another time, we could have been friends." Pointing his sword at Venetus, ASaber declared:

"May your struggle here grant you the worth you desire, as ours did! ATTACK!" ASaber and his warriors charged, determined to give their foe a worthy death.