The two gazed as souls set aflame in the hearts of two oppositions. Rune a demon and Angel a Xemphists, two opposites, one singular goal, to destroy one another till only one stood. Rune was a very talented fighter, at a young age he mastered his Demon Magic quite effectively to a point his very presence gave off that of Pure Evil, but Angela? She was a goddess of divine nature and skillful in her own right, what made the two different? Was both possesses magical attributes that were quite powerful within the known universe.

Runes magical attribute, Chaos magic to bring into detail, this magical attribute is forbidden unless genetically earned which he indeed did but only his mother knew that, along with Blood and Demon arts magic he became known as the lord of Darkness, and to the four standing Ancient Celestial Guards of the temple of Light they dubbed him the God of Calamity.

Angela, possessing Light magic as once stated a more rich in volume version of said magic is what she possessed entirely, able to chain magical abilities and attacks and completely restore wounds unless they were inflicted with demon magic, but the same went for Rune.

Back on the battlefield the two glared at one another, Angela for watching a fellow Xemphist fall, and Rune for the interruption of his own goal. Dust settled and the ones watching whispered and stood in fear as Rune and Angela started circling the place they now stood.

"Foolish you are approaching me with such reckless behavior Angela" Rune knew the moment he was hit just who struck him, yet his glare turned soon into a cocky smile. "A Goddess rich in magical attribution, but can't even draw her Sacred Weapon, or is it, that very weapon has yet to exist" a sigh as the demon would then pace back and forth vermilion not leaving golden hues.

"Go on, speak surely you wonder why dont you? Why did I kill the man you were to marry?" He chuckled his foot now stomping on the skull of the man he killed, making his gaze back to her. "You have 𝘕𝘖 idea the shit you are getting yaself into Angela" thats all he could say before bare grayish hands would be incased into blood red and black magical ailments, "if you don't wish to speak then I'll take your tongue!" He launched forward and Angela before able to react took a gut punch from Rune, saliva mixed with blood spewed from shocked lips as she was sent flying across the battlefield and landed in the center of it all.

A boom heard and a crash later Rune landed his blackened wings spread as a leg elevated itself provided by an foot crunching the ground as vermillion gawked at golden hues stepping forward.

"It's really a shame, you are strong, yet you know nothing of this wicked world we both reside in, let me ask you, what do you think truly happened to start this war? This battle?" He approached her as he scowled "yet you still have the audacity to hold back. This is war not a sparring session pull out your Saikyo Blade, if you are arrogant enough to try and take me without such power then I suggest you make it easier" he held out his hand "now rise" he spoke a hand outstretched "Rowans Sword of Will," another hand outstretched "Aeilas Sword of Love" he spoke two saikyo blades, their true titles, sacred weapons are called Saikyo blades because of their origin, originally possessed by gods the strongest weapons to exist only bladed and in many forms, Not only can runes reflect 100xs magical power casted towards him or turn it into a restorative factor, but he can cut through anything completely destroying anything he cuts, while Aeilas Sword of Love can also create anything within his range, or completely change the composition of whatever it cuts. Rune was known as the strongest demon to known record for these reasons.

Angela's saikyo blade was unique on the other hand while once previously insights that her blade could use magical spells within, but it can also utilize Arcane arts as well. The world of Arcaethia was one that had levels of magic, your basic magic, arcaethia, and arcane, each granting more and more magical out put. Those that wield arcane are blessed by the arcaethia that one consumes.

"Hmph.... You damned Demons never know when to piss off, nor do you know the line between right and wrong, all of you are monsters" the goddess spat. "I swore to never draw my blade, to become so strong with Arcane that I could vanquish you all without even needing a weapon.... But I can see thats not possible here" she gritted her teeth as the demons vermillion hues locked with her once more.

"Are you that idiotic to think that without your saikyo blade you lose? Be stronger than any demon by using simply arcane? You're naive, did you forget the very thing that gives us power also kills us when we intake to much arcaethia? Thats why the weak in the towns and cities stay using Magic, they aren't adept with arcaethia nor do they expect it, they fear what they don't understand" his left arm wielding the saikyo blade of will swung, a slice of the goddesses cheek, the first true strike, true damage "I suggest you actually take things more seriously or you will 𝙳𝚒𝚎" the demon would dash forward another swing given before the clank of metal bashed together in such rhythmic tone. A grin spreading across the demons face as he would then chuckle.

"Bout time... you got serious" though the demon had great resentment towards the Xemphists, but not once did he enjoy the things he did, therefore up until now he held back as much as possible, but now? He will be ready to fight till the very end to see to either A the Xemphists fall or B the plan in which he had construed with others to at least weaken them. Angela swung the blade, eyes widened, blood trickled down corium as the demon raised a hand rubbing in which the deep gash leaked. She struck him, so fast that he couldn't perceive such actions taken. Rune had not known too much about her blade, but from what he analyzed, when that blade is imbued with light Arcane, it enhances its speed, another no several slashes delivered gashes and wounds piercing flesh as the male staggered back.

"You wanted me to take you seriously didn't you...?" Icy gaze pierced what once was divine elegance, now to something that made the demon fear something, for the first time in forever.... He was on the defensive, recollecting himself the demon casted his own glare, his blades now repositioned in grip, resembling a style within the demon ranks known as the De~yuerusupīdosutairu, translation? Duel Speed Style.

The next barrage met with collision of metal and what seemed like a purple and red aura emanating in a zipping like pattern he was now within the range another slash delivered as Blood splashed towards a diagonal, gash forming at the shoulder of the Xemphist Goddess a furious counter of light like slashing made but dodged by the demon followed with a sword tossed into the air.

"Combination attack, Demon Art combined with Blood Art, Demonic Blood Severance" his hand ignited in black and red hurtling towards her. Reflected by her own Arcane art, Mirror of Light, two were adept fighters and Rune acknowledged that, both were Arcane Masters, Rune only had one advantage, he was a better duelist. A sword flipped backwards within now blood soaked hands, he was bleeding, those light slashes did more damage then he originally thought. A dark like chain now linking both blades as a smirk curved fang maw.

"Hmph" and one sword tosses towards the Xemphist Goddess, the chain now leveling into a thick black line and in quick speed due to Runes raw strength the blade would puncture, pierce her shoulder the dark line clasped between clawed digits pulling her with great force towards him as soles crashed into her face. His grin spreading as he would deliver a kick, the counter attack predicted as he flipped over the blade swung at lower abdomen, but he failed to dodge another wave of light slashes, but he managed to fire his own dark slashes, two demon arts forbidden used by Rune, Chain link an ability to bind souls together, and dark slash, ability to mimic light slash, but the difference it was slower, but not perceptible to Xemphist eyes.

Gashes and Slashes bringing yelps out of the Goddess as she was sent back from sheer force, the males Vermillion hues locked to golden, she was weaker than before, the fight started with both at full throttle, she was the weaker link, not because of lack of stamina, but lack of 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. Swords sheathed as Rune began to walk away "𝙿𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌" he spoke, another swing of his sword, the entire building they were near collapsing, blood trailing and Xemphist assassins falling as they were hidden to ambush the Demon.

Weakened calls heard as the male stopped. "Why...." Gripped digits around hilt as Raven strands blew in the aftermath of the rising sun and falling rain, wind picking up as he turned slightly.

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝?" He asked the Goddess, both bloodied, one standing as he would keep his back turned towards her, silence befell the area, he grew tired of waiting "I asked a question, answer"

"Why... do you people only crave war... why must we be enemies" Angela hates them, for right yet very wrong reasons, they were Ying and Yang, opposites yet similar. Rune would turn fully away from her as he exhaled.

"Dunno, ask the one who you call King" he spat before blackened wings spread, taking off he flew, a singular bead of water, falling from lowered apertures......."why"