The Darkness Within

Unbothered by the war going around him, he keeps his eyes focused on Peter. Is it curiosity, seeing what will happen? Is it sadistic pleasure, admiring the pain he has caused? He slowly walks towards Peter soon enough All that effort, all that talk. You tried to fill everyone with hope, but now you see there is none, don't you?

Doesn't move a muscle, giving no recognition to Daimōn or the world around him. All he can do is stare down at Nocticula's body, holding her on his lap

Natal walks by Daimon's side. She shows obvious signs of guilt and regret on her face Peter dear, I gave you a chance to get away from all of this. You should have kept it

He gives a light sinister laugh Mother is right, you could have avoided all of this. It is your own fault for coming back The pair approach Peter, his shadow covering over Peter You have once gain instilled false hope in others, and led them to their deaths. That is your cycle of madness

He shuts his eyes, tears falling down on Nocticula's body. His hands tremble, followed by his body shaking. He thought about all those he loved that he lost, thought the pain, thought about the guilt. Stuck in his own mind of the dark memories that caused him to run from his past for so long. The denial was over, and there was someone else he blamed just as much as himself

He waits for some response out of Peter, only to give a look of disappointment and shake his head You kept failing, then kept trying. Now after all those years, this is where it has all ended up

She breathes heavily watching Peter, standing beside Daimon and listening to him. Waiting for one of them to make a move

The sorrow began to turn to anger, the guilt to resolve. His body abruptly stopped shaking, putting Nocticula's body down. His body began to change, taking a different color, a different shape. He stood up, kerping his back turned to Daimōn and Natal. Not saying a word as the transformation takes place

He turns around to face them, reshaping the spear into a sword. The tears sizzling away off of his face, rage and determination in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he charges headlong into Daimon and Natal, throwing all caution to the wind

[Peter vs Daimōn & Natal Theme https://youtu.be/pdlAZj5iDc8]

What... Surprised by this sudden change, he doesn't make any movement until Baldur has already reached him. He raises his arms up to defend himself, the confusion not allowing him to make a move himself

Her eyes go wide, quickly turning into her grey mist to move away from Daimon to be out of reach for the incoming melee. Reforming at a small distance, coming back with her arms glowing in her magic What is this?

Holding the sword in one hand as he charges, he doesn't raise it up to strike Daimon. Instead charging straight into him, slamming into his midsection, picking Daimon up. Taking Daimon with him in the charge, then jumping up. Throwing Daimon to the ground, taking the sword in both hands to bring it down on his chest

Gah~ He punches the back of Baldur when he is picked up, trying to halt this attack before it starts. Unable to he takes the slam into the ground, reaching up to catch Baldur's arms. Struggling to keep the sword from going into his chest, the tip already going in. Grunting at the sizzling the sword is making

She expected Daimon to easily fight back, surprised he went from confident to shaken so fast. She raise both arms, creating dark tendrils to reach up and grab Peter from behind. Assisting Daimon to pull Peter off of him. Too confused to think of doing anything else

With Natal's help, he successfully pushes Baldur off and into the tendrils to trap him in them. Rising back up to one knee, is composure returning. He let's out a chuckle So there is still fight in you~? Good, let's see what you got~ He motions to Natal to let Baldur go

Before Natal could release him, he breaks the tendrils with a fierce war cry that could be heard on the whole battlefield. Charging at Daimon again, this time jumping up to land a solid punch at his face while he turned to Natal

Oomph! Caught by surprise he get's thrown with the momentum of the punch, sliding across the ground a little when he falls back on it

She raised her hand about to release the Baldur, then her eyes widen when she watches him break free and hit Daimon How did you... Unable to think of anything else in the shock, she forms a dark spike. Shooting the it at Baldur's side

The spike from Natal stabs into his side, but he gives no recognition to it. Not even the slightest flinch, the only movement being to turn his gaze to Natal. Giving her the same menacing look he gave Daimon. Remembering her betrayal, his anger just as much directed to her. He charges for her next

He get's up during this distraction, he raises his hand out to point his palm to Baldur. The palm glows fiery, shooting an orb out to stop Baldur then leaping in it's wake. The orb's impact knocks Baldur over, followed by him landing over Baldur. Driving his fist in and burying Baldur in the ground I'm the one you will fight~

Natal flinches at Baldur's approach, taking her stance again when Daimon takes him down The hell you are, we are not taking any chances with whatever this is, NOW MOVE! A large dark javelin forms above Baldur and Daimon. Getting ready to drive down into Baldur

He looks up at Natal with a scowl, then senses what she made above him. He gives her a growl, punching Baldur down again and jumping out of the way in time before it comes down

With that added blow, he stays down long enough for the javelin to stab through him and into the ground. Yet again, he gives no signs of pain. Only grabbing the javelin, lighting it up in his fire and making it explode. He calls the sword back into his hand as he springs up, breaking the spike in his side with the same fashion. He only matches the growl Daimon gave, stepping forward to close the gap on him. Swinging the sword in both hands with quick, fluid slashes that only keep coming back at him from every direction

Natal creates a ritualistic circle below Baldur. The symbols circle around, forming more each second passed. Then a barrier rises up around it to trap Baldur inside it There is something wrong with this, with him...

He moves his arms around to halt the slashes coming at him, then steps back when he notices the barrier rise up. Once again he gives Natal a scowl I will handle this!

Inside the barrier, he drops the sword. Only to rapidly punch the barrier walls, the blows growing louder every second

We don't know what THIS is! I've never seen him like this! Natal notices what Baldur is doing, raising her arms to keep the barrier reinforced

He focuses his gaze back on Baldur I have... Holding his arms back up, getting ready for what he knows is coming

Despite Natal's attempts to reinforce the barrier, the merciless pounding on it get's to be too much. The barrier breaks, he lunges at Daimon again. Now giving Daimon those fists of fury he dealt to the barrier. His hands becoming a blur of fire, grunts of rage his only sound

Natal falls to a knee when her barrier bursts. Her arms losing their glow of magic as she stares at her hands. She looks over at Daimon and Baldur. Confused by this new threat and the demeanor of Daimon Then... Natal tries to ask but is too stunned to form the question she wants to ask

He exchanges blows with Baldur, not matching the speed as it picks up. Wanting to receive more than is dealt. Finally he catches Baldur's arms, swinging Baldur over his shoulder and slamming him into the ground. Then stomping down on him That's it, my son~. That is what I have been looking for~

He punches Daimon's leg off soon after being stomped on, not registering the blow, showing no pained reactions. He calls the sword to his hand again, slashing at Daimon's other leg. Kicking his feet upwards, then pushing off the ground to kick straight into Daimon's chest. Sending them both flying high into the air, swinging at each other until they come crashing to the ground

Natal only watches the whole thing play out until they both hit the ground. She then scoffs and stands back up You can gain your strength elsewhere! Something tells me we need get rid of him... NOW! She raises her glowing arms again. Portals open surrounding Baldur, each of them sending out darts attached to chains. Using them to stab into Baldur and hold him in place

He stands up only to get stabbed by the darts being shot around him. The only acknowledgement he gives to them is that they are restraining him. He glares at each chain, yanking and thrashing violently against them to break free

He get's up to one knee again, seeing what happened to Baldur. He turns back to Natal again, scowling at her THIS IS WHAT I WANTED! WHAT I NEEDED!

Natal returns the look at Daimon This was not part of the plan! More portals open up to shoot more darts into Baldur, enforcing that he stays bound

He stops thrashing so much, only to grab the chains closest to his hands. With growls of exertion, he focuses all of his strength into pulling his arms in. Not flinching from what he is doing for a moment as more darts strike him. In fact it appeared to only make his efforts stronger. He breaks the chains restraining his arms, then grabs clumps of chains in both arms to tear them apart. Breaking more bundles, faster than Natal can send them. Then he catches two of them shot at him, in one powerful leap he breaks the rest of them. Taking a chain in each hand, the leap directed towards Natal. Landing near her, swinging the chains around her. He wraps her in her own chains, swings her around and leaps into the air again. Using the momentum of the swing to send her crashing back down into the earth

He grunts, running to the location Baldur falls to. Meeting him with a grab of the ankle when they intertwine paths. Pulling Baldur down into an uppercut, then knee strike to the face. Following that with blow after blow, continuing his fight with Baldur

Natal slowly rises up into a sitting position. She looks down at her own chains binding her. They turn to mist and disappear. She angrily looks on at the carnage between Daimon and Baldur fighting. Natal readjusts to a crouched position. She holds both hands together to point at Baldur. Her hands charge up in her dark powers. She takes extra care to make one strong shot. She takes careful aim and waits for that perfect opening to strike Baldur

Only the impacts of Daimon's blows swaying him show that they are making contact. He only swings back at Daimon in return, too focused on attacking Daimon to notice Natal

Sadly, the perfect strike never comes for Natal, as I descend from above at lightspeed. The impact creates a crater where she once stood, smoke covering the aftermath

Natal was concentrated on Baldur too much to see Maria coming. She takes the impact with a cry of surprise. She turns to mist and reforms in front of Maria. She gives Maria a scowl You! You need to stay out of this you little brat!

The smoke cloud reaches him and Baldur, but neither of them give any attention to it or what is happening over there. Both sides refusing to relent on each other

Little Brat huh? smirks while spreading my wings

Natal's arms glow again, her eyes lighting up in that grey color That is all you ever were!

His only focus is on Daimon, full of rage. Matching Daimon blow for blow, flinching to nothing. He then kicks low at Daimon's foot, making Daimon drop down a bit. He calls the sword back to him, swinging it upwards over Daimon's face. Slashing it and popping him up into the air. He jumps up to meet Daimon, impaling him in the back. Using that impalement to slam Daimon head first into the ground

He grunts into the ground, sending clouds of dust out around them. Tucking his legs in, he kicks his legs out at Baldur. Hitting him square in the chest to give him room to rise back up to his feet. Sending Baldur flying back, he turns to Baldur and smiles That's it~, fight me with everything you have~ He holds his hands out to gesture for Baldur to come to him

He quickly springs up again, not needing that gesture to charge back at him. Swinging the sword high and low, left and right. Viscously striking wherever an opening can be found. Even freeing his hand to punch, kicking his feet up at Daimon. Using everything he has to strike Daimon

For the most part he takes the blows willingly, sometimes blocking the sword when it get's closer to a true strike on him. He finally grabs the one hand holding the sword when it is by itself, then grabs the other hand when it swings. He holds Baldur up like he is being crucified, then let's go to kick him forward. Sending Baldur tumbling over the ground for a distance Not bad, not bad at all~. However, this won't save those you are trying to protect. You will fail, I will at least grant you the mercy of not seeing the results of your failure The sadistic grin returns on his face

He get's up a bit slower, not out of being weary. He shows signs of being in thought, his reckless abandon being toned down. He looks up at Daimon, staring at him for a few moments. Bowing his head and closing his eyes, he finally speaks, muttering to himself I hope... all of them... can forgive me...

He hears this, the smile fading away, turning to a look of confusion Your spirit is broken now? You've finally given up?

He opens his eyes, looking back at Daimon and standing up No... for becoming the monster that replaces you The shadows form around him, as well as the fire envelope him. Many have seen him use these shadows, use this fire. This time it is different, it is not Peter who is controlling these things. It is the one he is giving full control over to. Something that he always thought of with resentment, now he looks to as a weapon. Driven by anger, guilt, sorrow, and hate. He let's the fire and darkness consume him with only one thought

[That thought: Killing Daimōn is alm that matters now]

[The Monster vs Daimōn Theme https://youtu.be/XiXb-6j4R98]

It moves towards Daimon as a blur of shadow and fire, not appearing to be walking. Closing the distance instantly with that phase shift

He is surprised by this new form, in reflex he swings at it's head when it get's within his striking range

It catches Daimon's fist in it's hand. Turning his hand away from it's head, then jabbing straight into Daimon's midsection. Using it's grip on his arm to keep him in place, repeating this blow

He is stunned by his swing being halted, the strength more than he anticipated. The blows to his midsection feeling different than anything he has felt dealt to him before. He falls to one knee, then swings with his other hand to create an opening

It catches his other hand, holding both up. Then kicking Daimon forward, mimicking his own move used earlier. It calls the sword to it's hand, the blade lighting up with fire just as it had done for Daimon when he held it. Making it's slow advance towards Daimon

He groans while getting back up, having an idea of what is happening now. He looks up at it So... you are the mistake I made? The one he always kept locked away?

It doesn't respond to Daimon, only closes the distance. Holding up the flaming sword, it goes for a direct thrust into Daimon's chest

Daimon catches the arms to keep the sword from striking. His facial expression one of shock when he is failing to hold it back. This thing easily overpowering him, driving the sword slowly into his chest AGH! He let's go with one hand, punching into the side of the monster. When that doesn't work, he uses both hands to grab it, picking it up and throwing it aside. Pulling the sword out of him, holding the handle as it sizzles in his hand. He holds the sword that is small for him, stabbing it into the monster this time

The monster reals a bit in agony, an otherworldly roar coming out of it. It grabs Daimon's hand, and uses it to kick both of it's feet into Daimon, sending him falling back into the ground. It pulls the sword out, once again shifting over to him. The darkness around it grows, it falls off from it. Slowly covering the battlefield, seemingly without actively doing it. It holds the sword in both hands, slamming it down back into Daimon's chest. Pinning him down with the sword

He grunts in pain feeling the sword be driven back into him. This time he acts smarter and faster, he pounds the ground beneath him. Creating a hole below him, causing a harsh earthquake. Forcing the monster to lose balance, and giving him room to fall back out of the sword. The ground beneath him turns to molten fire, absorbing into it and traveling up and around the monster. Rising up with an uppercut to it, followed by a combo of punches

It makes no move to counter or avoid the hits. Standing there, taking all of them. The only sign that it's getting hit being it's movement from the impacts. The darkness grows around the battlefield, turning into a miasma that doesn't distinguish friend from foe. Making all life choke on it, paying no attention to what it is doing around it. Only returning the blows to Daimon in kind

He could feel the irritation of the miasma going up his body. Deep down he knew the blows from the monster have a greater effect on him than his own do on it. Daimon was in a fight for his survival, and he finally recognized that. Taking the defense to deflect and counter, trying to back up slowly to get room

Flames streak across the dark miasma, creating fumes that rise up above it's reach. Covering the skies itself with the toxic stench. Creating a sting to the touch with the miasma. It keeps the advance on Daimon, noticing him trying to back away. It kicks his leg, using it as a stepping stool to reach Daimon's head. Grabbing Daimon by the head and yanking him down to it's level. It finally speaks, a dark sinister voice All that effort, all that talk. Now after all those years, this is where it has all ended up

His face shows fear for the first time seen in this world, recognizing those words as his own that he said to Peter. He tries to turn to shadows, but it seems to get absorbed into the monster. He desperately punches the monster to break free

It slams Daimon's head into the ground, then stomps into his back. Breaking Daimon through the earth's crust, a crater of it being sent back into the core alongside Daimon. The miasma now bringing great harm to everyone caught up in it. The monster only sits and waits for it's one target

Days passed one after the other, in loneliness. Sunny's thoughts kept running through her head, dark thoughts. A river of tears crossed her pale cheeks, days spent trapped into darkness, sorrow, the skies upon her thundering with fury. Regret and frustration filled her little heart, that ached deeply into her chest. She hurt the ones she loved the most. And she was never gonna forgive herself for that. But among this storm of dark feelings, one tiny spark of hope pierced the black clouds like a ray of sunshine: her love for Peter. She kept wondering and pondering what had happened between them, and yet she couldn't get over the fact that he still remained by her side in her darkest moments, loving her as she was still the same. She hadn't been the same, and she would've never returned the same as before. His voice singing a lullaby in her dreams, the only comforting thought into an ocean of sadness and regret. She missed him, but was too afraid to go and search for him, even if her life had become empty without him by her side. She looked upon the ashes of what she proudly called the Eclipse Shrine, falling down on her knees, dirtying her hands in the crumbs of her home. There was nothing left. The desolated lands of her heart were falling apart and she wasn't sure if she had enough strength left to keep them together, not alone at least. Then something pierced again into her mind. A sense, born to the deep connection she had with her only one. He was in danger. She knew it. He needed her. She got up, embracing the memories of happier times, and as the sun made its way among the thundering clouds, to look down upon her little figure, she gathered what remained of her, of the one Peter was calling for, and begun walking, then running. There was no time to lose. She travelled across the lands, alone, fearful and fragile. Once her little legs failed her, letting her fall into the dirt, she curled up and cried. She couldn't keep going. She would have never reached his love in time. And when everything seemed to be lost, and she had abandoned herself, letting her smile fade into a desperate cry, someone stepped towards her. An old man. She looked up at him, her face twisted into a sad expression. He stretched his arm towards her, offering his hand to her to get up. "Dear oh dear, would you look at that." The man giggled. She was confused at first, but a warm feeling started spreading across her chest. Look at what? Asked the little fox. The old man made her open her hand. Grains of rice into that. "It appears that my most determined follower has finally given up." She looked down at the grains of rice in her hand. They felt like home. I... I would never give up. She replied, clenching her fist. "Wasn't it you the one curled up in the dirt few seconds ago? Damn, my old mind is playing tricks on me. A laughter coming out of his mouth. Sunny was confused at first, but suddenly realized. You... you were waiting for me to fail, right? The man did shake his head, a confident smile on his thin lips. "You haven't, little one. Not yet. This isn't the time, this isn't your time. I'll be taking you with me someday, but not today. Now go. He is waiting for you." And saying so, he turned his back to the little fox, walking peacefully though the trees of the forest, disappearing into the cool shadows of the nature surrounding them. The grains of rice began to sparke into the little fox's hands, she smiled shaking her head and clenched her fist tighter, a prayer slipping though her lips, murmured. The sun came out, a single ray yet, a spotlight falling upon Sunny. Her body began to disappear into the light. The fight infuried meanwhile, and when she opened her eyes again, a monster was presented to her gaze. Flames and destruction all around. She knew what he thought. That was his fight. Yet, she knew even better that was not his, but /their/ fight. Because when you love someone, there is nothing that can keep you apart. Not even the thoughest fights. She stepped forward, her eyes filled with love and tears of commotion. Peter... She whispered, reaching forward with her arm, offering her hand to him.

It doesn't hear Sunny's whisper, it's senses focused on its target. No longer waiting, It stands before the hole it created, shadow flames stretching forth into it. The retract as quickly as the were sent in, pulling Daimōn back out. It throws him to the ground, standing over him. Grabbing Daimōn by the throat, mercilessly striking him with a fiery rage

He was battered down too much to resist. Beaten down, but not broken. It was not his nature to give up, to back down, to be defeated. After taking blow after blow, his defying will returns. He catches the arm of the monster, returning blows of his iwn with his other fist I... am... not... defeated... SO EASILY! He charges his last blow to stagger back the monster, taking that room to get a small respite

Sunny's heart was filled with fear. Fear of losing her loved one forever. The voice of Daimon crawled into her ears, bringing back memories of the past, of what Peter had told her about. All his suffering, all his losses, all he was. She approached the two figures fighting each other, calmly. She had to fight with him, even if the true enemy was Peter himself in that moment. She stepped forward, step after step, the flames surrounding everything. Once she was right behind him, he could feel a very well known pair of arms wrapping around him, pulling him back. You are my sunshine... my only sunshine... she began to sing, in a tender voice ... you make me happy, when skies are grey. he could feel her heart beating like crazy into her chest pressed against his back You'll never know, dear, how much I love you... her forehead resting against his back, her hands sliding along his arms, reaching his clenched fists to cover them in his hands Please don't take my sunshine away.

It was about to charge at Daimōn again, it felt the small arms wrap around it. About to turn around and lash at whiever it was. Then it froze, recognizing the voice, realizing who it was that held on to it. The shadow flames look as if they are stuttering. Like there was a conflict within in

With this time of respite, he gets back up. Seeing what is going on, he gets angry You... I remember you. Leave! You are not apart of this. It's always been him and I, you have no place here

Her arms slide across Peter's chest, holding him close. A single kiss being planted on his back. Then she breaks the embrace, stepping in between Peter and Daimon If you remember me, you should know that I'm not leaving Peter. We are one. If you still want to fight him, you'll have to fight me as well. I'm not leaving... she looks back at Peter Not again. Never again.

Have you not already? You will again, or he will He looks at the entrance of the cave, gesturing to it Or get you killed like he always does with his loved ones

The shadow flames become stable again. Phasing through Sunny to lunge at Daimōn. It pummels at Daimōn sword and fist. Then haymakers him into the cave entrance, shattering him in it

*shattering the cave with him in it

You know nothing about me. You know nothing about us. her hand reaches to Peter's her palm wide open as a pure light shines in it. She holds Peter's hand, looking up at him I'm with you. I'm not leaving. I love you, Peter. And I will forever be yours. the hand travels across his chest, her fingers caressing his neck and reaching his face. She cups his cheek in her hand, making him tilt his head down, to look at her into her eyes. They glow green as a familiar sensation starts spreading through Peter's chest. Now calm down... it is alright, I am with you. It all will be alright. As long as we are together nothing can go wrong. But please, Peter... don't give in. You're there, somewhere, I can feel it. I can see it. My beloved Peter... he is here with me. she smiles, a smile that you have learnt recognizing during your time with her. It is what she is, her whole essence. The warm feeling keeps spreading across your body, calming your mind and heart.

All she could see at forst within it's eyes is fire, burning with rage. When her eyes glow green, filling it with that soothing feeling within, the shadow flames flicker again. The fire in the eyes dying down little by little. It's hands fighting between clenching its fists, and letting go. It lets out one word, contorted between that dark sinister voice... and Peter's S-Sunny... The shadows absorb back into him slowly, the fire dying out at the same rate. It's eyes the first thing that returns to normal, looking into her eyes with what she recognizes as Peter's look he always gave her, one of love

He wraps his arms around her, hugging her tightly. Tears running down his face, this time his own voice in control Sunny...

Sunny's eyes shine with a veil of tears on them: her smile trembles, her face twisted into an expression of commotion, seeing her love come back for her after all that time spent apart from each other Peter... She whispers back, moving her thumb to caress his face, wiping away a tear that crosses his cheek I'm here, my love. I'm here for you. I'm not leaving you. Unable to hold back anymore she throws herself into his arms, her body shaking into the hug, her heart racing faster and faster feeling the warmth of her love surround them both. She hides her face in his chest, crying out the pain she held inside for all that time, her arms tightening and tightening around him, keeping him as close as she can. Not letting the power of her aura fade out, she moves her hands along his back, trying to comfort him, trying to be something to hold on to.

The cave explodes from the inside. Sending boulders and debris across the whole field. He rises out of ut and steps through. He sees Peter and Sunny, quickly piecing together that he had been robbed of the fight he wanted. He knew who to blame for it You have interfered far too much, little fox He holds his finger up, pointing to Sunny. Shooting that same beam that was shot at Nocticula

He sees what Daimōn is doing, knowing exactly what it is. This time he reacts in time, throwing Sunny aside. Taking the shot himself, the fiery image if Peter forming like it had Nocticula. Only thos time, the shadows burst forth again. Fighting the beam and lashing out at Daimōn. In self preseveration, in defense of Peter, or both, the monster fought back against the shot. Creating a blow back of shadow and fire on Daimōn, sending him flying off in the distance. Peter collapsing at the expense of both the strike and monster's attack. Still conscious, but disabled physically

Sunny's eyes widen, staring helplessly at the beam getting fired towards her, jumping in surpise. She falls down being pushed aside by Peter. P-Peter no! She screams crying out and trembling at the sight of him getting hit by the beam. She quickly gets up running at him and falling on her knees, taking Peter's head in her hands and lifting it up, her tears falling on his face. No no no! Peter! D-don't leave me alone, please. The thought of bursting out in rage against Daimon starts crossing her mind, a dark side of herself crawling under her skin, trying to get to her mind and make her give in. But her eyes can't stop staring at her lover's eyes, her little heart beating frantically in her chest. Only Peter exists for her in that moment, and the darkness that treid slipping into her heart gets wiped away by her love for the man under her eyes.

His eyes flicker open, his vision slowly coming back. Focusing on what he sees in front of him, recognizing who it is. Realizing where he is, he looks into her eyes. Finally with his mind cleared from the fight, the monster, he understands that he isn't dreaming. The woman he fell in love with, the love he thought he lost forever, was right before his eyes holding him. He makes several attempts to reach up and touch her sweet soft skin again, but can't do so much as a twitch. He sighs, content with being held in her embrace. Closing his eye I'm... I'm alright... With his eyes closed, he concentrates on her touch that he missed so much. Seeing all the memories he has of her, the same memories that flashed through his mind to drown out his pain. He opens his eyes to look into hers again, his eyes telling her how much he missed her. His mind still a haze from what traspired, he tried to talk Why... why are you...

He flashes in out in front of the two Hate to break the lovebirds moment. The big bastard will be coming back, someone needs to hold him while ol' cobber is down. So... He picks up the sword I'm going to borrow this again

He looks down towards Ignacio, acknowledging what he is about to do Igna... be careful

He gives Peter a grin No worries, mate. Get back in the fight the right way, will ya? He looks to Sunny Take care of him, sheila He doesn't wait for a response, flashing off into the direction Daimōn went

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[The Darkness Within Closing Theme https://youtu.be/l8CrhlegLN0]