[center][h3][color=ffffff][s]     [/s] Battle [s]     [/s][/color][/h3][/center][color=4682b4]"It is good to see that you recovered your composure, Thaumaturge. Your might relies on your judgment making skills, after all."[/color]Farris nodded satisfied as she noticed Saef's support. With him covering her, she could focus all of her attention at the Demons. And, it seemed like she would need the extra focus. After all, somehow, the Ice Demon managed to completely ward off Saef and Farris' combined assault with yet another wall of unholy ice. An impossibility, as far as Farris was concerned, but so it the Nature of the war.

Even then, it was clear that the Hellspawns were burning themselves off with this last stand. Going for such flashy overkill moves, like the one Gelgath's, or plain desperation attacks, like Apia's.

[color=4682b4]"..."[/color] Without saying a word, Farris flew right towards Gelgath's attack. Her shield warded off the demonic attack without hardship, while she turned her sword into a great holy crystal lance using all of her might to impale the demonic ice golem's chest. After all, there was no way to miss such an enormous target with a melee attack. Whether Gelgath was inside of it or not, was none of Farris' concern; she had to destroy the demonic construct. To finish her assault, she uttered a command [color=4682b4]"Shatter!"[/color] breaking her weapon into a blast of holy crystal shrapnel.
[center]■ ■ ■ ■ ■[/center]Wolf would find that Gravity is a harsh mistress in the worst way possible while fighting the Demon Rose Dragon. Jumping, without even having the ability to steer your course, wouldn't let him get even close to hitting a flying target but it would allow for the dragon to attack Wolf while the Machina soldier had no feasible way of dodging. Such an attack would come in the form of a veritable storm of demonic rose thorns embedded with the power of Victoire's Blood Magic as the dragon beat its massive wings, like a titanic fan, with the intent of throwing Wolf against the ground.

The wing clap was followed by the dragon diving, instead of attacking Wolf on the first flyby, the beast turned around, using the extra speed to gain even more altitude and perform an Immelmann turn, getting ready for deadly flyby attack, as soon as it was in range once more.[center][h3][color=ffffff][s]     [/s] Other Events [s]     [/s][/color][/h3][/center]Victoire finished her impromptu meal, killing her victim so that the random slave didn't become a ghoul. Victoire never saw the appeal in raising such low-life servants, after all.

Once she was out of the Hell's fortress lowest levels, Victoire made her way to the throne room. She requested an audience and patiently waited until she was announced before coming in. [color=ed1c24]"I come to offer my sincerest praises to the mightiest power in the Nexus,"[/color] she said, curtsying graciously. [color=ed1c24]"'Tis with great pity that I report the inability to stand my ground. Avaritia's betrayal was,"[/color] Victoire made a pause as if contemplating something before resuming her report to the Demonic leadership, [color=ed1c24]"unforeseen. Nevertheless, my Demon Roses have taken over all of the Graveyard of the Lost, allowing me to summon the greatest power at my disposal before taking Avaritia down along with me."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Pitifully, the remainder of our forces in the battlefield is composed of low born individuals. The chances of Victory are slim to none if they face any sort of Angelic opposition,"[/color] Victoire added as a last remark before sneaking a peek at the Demonic Quartet before her, especially Rufus' cohort, seemingly out of apprehension.
[center]■ ■ ■ ■ ■[/center][color=ec008c]"Is that so?"[/color] Eos replied to Henry, without pausing her current multitasking and micromanaging of several Machina related issues. [color=ec008c]"A Demon that does not know the sensation you described is a rare sight. Even if not all of your kind are as rotten as the succubus known to Our subjects as Francisca, most Demons do not forfeit self-indulgent pursuits. According to Our database, there was a thirty percent chance of the Bloody Countess and you sharing a relationship. A revision of the data has been made."[/color]

[color=ec008c]"If are not aware of it yet, do you really want to know the reason of your feelings, Unit Avaritia?"[/color] Eos asked of Henry before suddenly halting her tasks and fixing her intense gaze on him. [color=ec008c]"I only have time for one more answer, decide on your course of action as fast as possible."[/color]
[center]■ ■ ■ ■ ■[/center][color=ffd700]"Well, I was just, erm... curious about this commotion,"[/color] Diana said with certain apprehension in face of Iona. [color=ffd700]"I mean, it kinda felt like something was afoot. I had to take a look. Anyway, there's a lot of new people around here, it feels good to have this place lively —or should I say quirky?— once again,"[/color] she complimented while looking at the strawberry wolf and a guy that seemed to be even more uptight than Iona.

As she waited for a reply, Diana crossed her hands behind her head and waved tail around, slowly. It looked like the dragon girl had dropped her guard around Iona in a matter of minutes. At least the smile on Diana's face made it look like it.

[color=daa520]"Celestia is home to all Holy Beasts whether they are as mighty as you or simply exist to please the Imperator,"[/color] Iona replied before turning her gaze to the ruckus Pink was causing. [color=daa520]"Either way, it looks like your friend is waiting for you,"[/color] she said as soon as Suparna came in, [color=daa520]"I don't know what you plan to do at Valhalla; that said, try not to spite its inhabitants, if possible,"[/color] Iona added before turning around and to fulfill the duty she came to do here.

[color=ffd700]"Well then, thank you, that was unexpectedly kind of yo—"[/color]

[color=daa520]"We shall talk about your spying habits when you are back."[/color]

[color=ffd700]"Ugh! I knew it was too good to be true..."[/color]

As soon as Iona moved away, Diana took Suparna's hand and dashed away from the Heavenly Court. To adventure they go!even if later she's probably gonna get screwed.

Iona, on the other hand, walked up to Deva, bringing an ornate scroll made of what looked like a marine beast's hide. [color=daa520]"I bring a missive from allies that call for an allegiance to Celestia. Thanks to the victory at Ruthria it seems like they were able to finally gather their forces back to presentable numbers once again. They offer information from one of the potential battlefields for the immediate future skirmishes may come to happen. Furthermore, the news from the Graveyard is promising to the Heavens. The remaining combatants are your Herald, the Thaumaturge, a lone Machina warrior and several low-class Demons, all of which are already exhausted. Unless fate has other plans in store, the victory of your forces is granted,"[/color] she said, after handing the parchment to the Heavenly Ruler.