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So, the raging winds were ire itself, a demon, a deity of its own. The only end to it was complete negation, to dispell the anger into oblivion, leaving nothing behind. Eclipse had no problems with this, since anger, hatred, and demons were naturally in opposition to him. It was his mission, the essence of his existance, to bring justice, peace, and serenity into the world and to sustain it. The question was a matter of power. Whichever of them was more powerful would win this contest of wills. 

Bracing himself, Eclipse put his hands together and formed a deflective shield against the force and debri the wind creature whirled at him. The arms closed in and crashed over him, pulling him deeper inside the heart of the tornado. A random shark flew by, jaws open and confused. Eclipse used his power and wings to resist getting sucked in, but bits of debri were making it past his shield, hitting him and cutting him. 

"I can't let you pass." He struggled. He realized that his innocent friends would be destroyed if he didn't stop this demon. "Tell me your rage. Confess to me your hate..." He kept his aura up, combating the negative and irrational embodied emotion. "Abate yourself and find rest. Your purpose is finished. Your desire is reached. Welcome peace, and fall like rain." Bashed and torn by the furious winds and needle-like rain, Eclipse used all his strength to endure. Every wind that whipped him, every hit he took was one less that the wind demon was willing to ever dish out again. It would spend itself into mothing, eventually, if Eclipse lasted that long.