There he stands, a blank stare on his empty, decayed face. The king of the gods blocks our path. The last thing between me and vengeance.

The king of the gods blocks our path. The last thing between us and freedom.

"Are you ready?" Twilight asks.

"Of course," I smirk, "finally, vengeance is within reach!"

The husk does not speak, it only breaths, slowly, heavily, as if gasping for any life, any piece of its former self it can still remember, but there is nothing left.

I'm the first to attack the foul beast, lunging at it with a wide swing which the husk avoids gracefully. It then proceeds to throw a punch at me, which I catch and try to counter, but it returns in king, catching my fist. We end up locked, each unable to strike the other, in a position where any relent would lead to death, but while the husk won't tire, I will. What am I supposed to-

I blast the husk in the head, shattering its skull with a beam of eclipse magic, sending bits of brain everywhere. The smell is positively nauseating. I vomit at the sight of the pink, rotten flesh splattering and flying through the air.

Oh, right. I have... well he's more like a brother to me. "You OK?" I ask, helping him up.

"I'm good," he smiles, "thanks."

"Come on," I smirk, "let's erase that bastard."

"Erase?" Twilight asks, "no. We just need to stop it."

"Let's erase it," I sigh, "I mean, why the hell not?"

"No," Twilight glares, "I've BEEN erased. I remember what it was like for the other two. I wouldn't wish that on any other living thing. I can't, and won't let you do this."

"You gonna stop me?" I demand.

"Do I have to?" Twilight glares.

"Fuck you," I shake my fist, "I can take you."

"Sorry sis," he sighs, "but if you erase them, we'll be no better. I won't let you."

Twilight glows with eclipse magic as he prepares for combat...