Gregory’s grin twisted darker—gleeful, vile, like a predator savoring the kill.
“This time, Safari…” his voice slithered, venomous. “You’re not getting away. I won’t make the same mistake twice.”
His eyes burned. “I felt good when I killed your sister. Let’s see if your screams can top hers—when I rip you apart piece by piece.”
Safari’s fists clenched. His body trembled—not with fear, but rage.
Beside Gregory, Patricia glided forward, her smile cold and poisoned.
“And you…” her voice dripped malice as she locked eyes on Angeleva. “It’s time you experienced slow death. Just like my dear, fragile Fiona.”
She chuckled, cruel and deliberate.
“Maybe I’ll poison your soul—so every heartbeat of suffering stays with you forever.”
The air grew heavy. The ground cracked beneath their power.
Gregory raised his mace high, his body exploding in orange light.
“Celestic Warrior: ORANGE!”
Patricia lifted her bow, a seductive purple aura wrapping her like venom.
“Celestic Warrior: PURPLE!”
Then—pink light blazed back at them.
Angeleva’s gown shimmered like crystal roses, her wand radiant with justice.
“Pink Fairy Warrior!” She leveled her wand at Patricia. “Your poisons won’t work on hope.”
Safari’s Devil Hammer ignited in raw green fire, demonic power pulsing from his veins.
“Sap-Green Devil Warrior!” His glare locked onto Gregory. “You killed my sister. This time, you pay.”
The four Celestic Warriors stood in formation: two symbols of love and fury, two of cruelty and madness.
Patricia leaned lazily against Gregory’s arm, her voice dripping false sweetness.
“Honey, how long do you think they’ll last?”
Gregory chuckled without looking away from Safari.
“Not long. Unity breaks easier when you crush both sides at once.”
Angeleva mirrored her, leaning against Safari with a smile.
“Then we’ll fight together. Always.” Her eyes gleamed with resolve. “Even if we lose, we’ll have no regrets. We’ll fall as husband and wife—giving everything for what’s right.”
Safari’s grip tightened around her hand. His voice was quiet, unshakable.
“Then let’s give them a fight they’ll never forget.”
Gregory and Patricia burst into cruel laughter.
“Married?” Gregory scoffed. “That makes it even sweeter.”
Patricia clapped mockingly. “Breaking you both together? Oh… perfect.”
Safari stepped forward, hammer glowing dark green.
“You can try.”
Angeleva’s wand flared with pink light.
“But this time… we’re ready for everything.”
The throne room trembled. Words ended. The war began.
From the God Sphere within Hellsgate, their family watched—Zack, Jen, Olive, Ian, Patrick, Grace, Tyra, Rojo, Vera, Darry, Waker, Fuga, Blaine, Clara, and the freed prisoners. Breathless. United.
Ian’s voice trembled as his camera rolled.
“The Warrior of Sappy and the Fairy of Angelica… against the traitors of hope. This isn’t just a battle. It’s destiny.”
Legend raised his hand, his tone divine.
“Let their spirits carry your voices.”
The God Sphere pulsed. Every cheer, every prayer, every heartbeat surged into Safari and Angeleva’s souls.
Safari roared, his hammer blazing.
“DEVIL HAMMER EXPLOSION!”
The strike detonated against Gregory, hurling rubble across the hall.
Gregory sneered, unshaken.
“Nice trick. Now feel pain.” He swung his mace hard.
“DEVIL CRUSHING COMET!”
The weapon crashed, carving a crater through the battlefield.
Safari vaulted high, hammer spinning.
“JUMPING HAMMER BLOW!”
He slammed Gregory square in the chest, hurling him into a wall.
Above, Angeleva twirled midair, dodging a rain of arrows.
“FAIRY BARRAGE CYCLONE!”
Light daggers spun into a radiant storm.
Patricia hissed, bow twisting with corruption.
“FAIRY CORRUPTION BEAM!”
Her blast pierced the cyclone, grazing Angeleva’s wing.
But Angeleva pressed on, refusing to yield.
Then—voices filled their hearts.
Zack: “You can do it, big brother!”
Jen: “Big sis, knock her out! Show her what sisters are for!”
Olive: “Win. For all of us.”
Patrick: “Don’t screw this up.”
Grace: “We believe in you.”
Safari’s hammer blazed brighter. Angeleva’s wings glowed with hope.
Gregory charged, his mace a blazing comet.
“DEVIL MACE CRUSH!”
Safari leapt, his hammer shining with emerald wrath.
“DEVIL HAMMER SLICE!”
The clash tore the air open, shockwaves shaking the heavens.
High above, Patricia used a concentrated fairy attack.
“FAIRY SEEKER ARROW!”
Angeleva countered, her wand shining.
“FAIRY BARRIER!”
The heart-shaped shield cracked, shattered—
—but it saved her. She retaliated:
“FAIRY LANCE!”
The radiant spear pierced Patricia’s wing, her scream echoing across the castle.
But Patricia rose higher, her wings blazing purple.
“FAIRY TRAP!”
Thousands of arrows orbited Angeleva, locking her in.
“Burn, fairy queen!”
The sky detonated.
Jen screamed from Hellsgate.
“NO!”
The smoke parted—Angeleva, bleeding, still stood.
“That all you’ve got?” she whispered.
Patricia snarled.
“Then die—FAIRY EXPLODING SHOT!”
The blast hurled Angeleva across the battlefield.
Olive’s fists clenched.
“Get up… please…”
Angeleva staggered, her wand flickering pink.
Patricia unleashed her trump card—
“FAIRY CORRUPTION BEAM!”
The arrow, twisted and massive, screamed through the air—straight at Angeleva.
Her eyes widened.
But Safari appeared, blocking it with his body.
“I won’t let her fall!”
The blast exploded.
“SAFARI!!” Grace’s cry echoed through Hellsgate.
Gregory struck immediately, mace spinning.
“DEVIL MACE SWING!”
It smashed Safari’s chest, hurling him into a shattering pillar. Blood sprayed from his lips.
“NO!” Waker shouted.
But Safari rose again, hammer glowing, eyes blazing.
Angeleva, burned and shaking, raised her wand.
“You hurt my husband… I’ll destroy you for that.”
“FAIRY AGILITY!”
She blurred, dodging every arrow, then struck—
“FAIRY JUSTICE BEAM!”
Patricia was blasted from the sky, crashing hard.
Safari and Angeleva stood shoulder to shoulder, battered but unbroken.
Gregory spat blood, grinning wide.
“We’re not done yet…”
Patricia staggered up, sneering.
“Entertain us more.”
Safari took Angeleva’s hand.
“We’ll make you regret this.”
She whispered, fierce and soft.
“Together. To the end.”
From Hellsgate, Ian whispered, voice trembling with awe:
“This… this next exchange could decide everything.”
And Legend, eyes closed, prayed:
“Let the will of love, justice, and sacrifice… shine.”
The battlefield shook.