"One with the wind!" Lucifer screamed in pain. He could no longer properly control the violent winds, but he could still keep them within the large house.
The furniture was all torn into pieces, like tattered cloth rags, and the ground looked as if a wild predator had marked its territory. Violent wind blades made the whole place into a ghosthouse. With scratch marks all over the place.
The possessed monster, Percival, had stopped smiling. He looked rather serious, sparks of electricity flew around him as he defended the invisible, sharp blades that came towards him.
The being looked at him with disdain, slowly raising his arm, the palm facing backward. A dark aura was cast out from his palm, slowly turning into a long rod. Another lump of darkness was also cast from his palm, traversing down the long rod and forming into a sharp, curved blade at the end of the rod.
He held forward and inspected the scythe he had just created and then readied himself to attack. Lucifer, who was having a hard time controlling the violent wind, directed his shape wind toward the man. But the possessed Percival's skill with a scythe was on a whole different plane of existence.
Lucifer watched in horror as Percival effortlessly fend off the invisible blades, sparks of darkness flying out as blocked the sharp blades. He walked forward, deflecting the attacks aimed at him.
Lucifer concentrated, "Concentrate," He was talking to himself, "assimilate into the wind, become one with it." He was trying to perform an ethercraft he performed in his peak. but it showed no signs of success.
Lucifer took up his blade once more, if the wind was not working, then he could use the one he was most confident in, it was his sword skills. Skills he had trained to achieve, those skills never left him, they only grew in mastery with training.
Lucifer lunged at him, but without any wind propelling. He clashed swords with the Percival, whose skills and speed were both better than his, but his winds helped him to stand on equal grounds.
Sparks of darkness flew out as they exchanged blows with one another. He could hear the clash of metals, but he was one hundred percent sure that the scythe was not made of metal.
He aimed for Percival's head, who leaned back just enough to avoid the blow, following up with another attack of his own, it was a swing that could not be blocked or dodged, but the thick wind was enough for him to block it.
Their exchange continued with no regard for property, both forgetting the existence of a child sleeping inside a wind barrier. Fortunately, Percival's attention was all focused on Lucifer. It might be because of the creepy white mask he was wearing.
Lucifer suddenly felt a chill, as if he was in the presence of another grand entity. Percival also stopped his attacks. Both were looking for the source of the strange energy, but Lucifer soon found the familiar feeling of his master. He smiled, turning back, "You have arrived master." he spoke in a subtle tone.
Recorder materialized behind him, but there was another masked young girl behind him, she wore the same mask as Lucifer, and two other ladies behind her, both of them wore a plain black mask without any features other than its two eyes.
Clara could hear a fight going on in her house. One was Percival, another one was the intruder who came in through the window.
Percival had started to act strange since morning, and now he was screaming and lying on the ground. She was unsure of what was happening, but her legal guardian— Miss Mina, had told her to not leave the lab the day before.
She had disobeyed her instruction because she was bored and wanted to play with Percival. Now that she had sneaked out and headed back to her house, she saw a strange Percival, and now an intruder who was fighting him.
But something was wrong, the intruder was strong. And had also put up a barrier and put her to sleep, she knew that all of it was to protect her.
Many questions ran through her mind, the most important question was how could Percival hold against a person this strong? And there were other questions like, Is the intruder sent by Mina? Did she know about Percival's strange actions?
She could not think anymore, her mind was starting to fade. It was a miracle that she was still awake despite her body being put to sleep. Slowly, her thoughts vanished, and she fell into a deep sleep, she heard just one thing clearly before fainting— "Me and My Devil."
"Oh! he seems weak," Seraphis muttered, adjusting her mask uncomfortably, "I really wanna fight him after the possession is complete."
"While I do agree with you," Eleyn answered, "It would be better to finish the anomalies early."
Without another word, Selena shot a fireball at the possessed. Which he easily deflected, but the next blow was not as easy. Seraphis lunged forward, swinging her thin sword weakly.
The monster smiled and tried to deflect the sword with his scythe, but he was blasted back and hit the walls, bending his body in two... sideways.
That was when Lucifer understood why their fight never destroyed the house, there was a barrier supporting the structure. Someone had planned all of this in advance, must be his commissioner. He had fallen into their trap.
The monster got up and adjusted its waist, it clicked into place with way too many uncomfortably satisfying crack sounds. It then corrected its broken arm, clicking it into place with another crack.
It spun the scythe in a clockwise motion and caught it, abruptly stopping the spin. Dark ether started to spew out of the weapon, it walked forward, and the dark ether was starting to surround the monster.
Lucifer stepped back, the fight had gone out of his control. All he was right now was a mere watcher. He looked at his master, and the two women behind him. The black mask was as tall as the Recorder, the other one was around three inches shorter.
Seraphis and Percival engaged in a more fierce battle, her face told that she was genuinely and thoroughly enjoying the fight before Eleyn came in and stole her entertainment.
The clash of metal ensued as Eleyn stepped forward and raised her hand to touch her chest, she bowed slightly, and spoke in a voice unlike her usual one, it was deep and more refined. "Me and My Devil." Just one sentence was enough to wipe the smile of Percival, it was like he knew how potent the skill was.