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Issei awoke with a start. The devil tried to rise, but a plated boot planted itself onto his chest and forced him back down, effectively pinning him to the ground. Asia cried out and wrapped her arms around the trunk-like leg, futilely pulling at it. A blur of silver was the response she received, and the forr priestess was backhanded casually away, sent sprawling by an armored fist. The one who landed the blow glared down at her, his iron visage cold and rciless.
"Your turn will co, witch," the Templar nodded to the knight next to him, "Finish it, brother."
The warrior raised his halberd, the bladed tip aiming for the boy's heart. Issei glared at the point that dangled over his chest and continued to struggle. Boosted Gear clawed uselessly against the man's legplates, leaving thin furrows in the armor but doing nothing else. His torntor let out a steely chuckle. He could hear Irina screaming out Issei's na, Asia doing the sa, and in the anti all he could do was try and pound his way sluggishly through the foes that waylaid him at every side.
The knight heaved his weapon up, readying for the final strike. Plated digits squeezed the haft in a firm grip, then abruptly relaxed. The halberd slid free from spasming fingers, and the Templar looked down to where the tip of a demon sword jutted from his chest. He made a wet, choking sound. Blood weeped from the faceslit in his helm. Like a falling statue, the knight keeled over, his knees hitting the ground with a tallic thud, followed by the rest of the body and revealing his killer at last.
"I don't leave my friends." Kiba spat.
The other Templars reacted, bringing their halberds to bear. But it was too late. Kiba was too quick, and at such close quarters, the extended range of the polearms beca their greatest disadvantage. The devil slipped under the guard of the first, avoided the knight's clumsy attempts to parry, and opened him up from hip to sternum. The second bellowed in anger, the words of another catechism already on his lips. Kiba silenced him with a thrust into the soft mail around his throat.
The third was also within striking distance, and unlike the first two was at a range where he could use his halberd to its full effectiveness. The knight stood a real chance of harming the boy had he not reached there first. Breaking through the gauntlet of foes, he was behind the Templar just as the knight was about to swing and brought Belial's strength hamring down in the form of a fist.
The sigils etched onto the flowing parchnt flared briefly with light before simultaneously winking out.
The man roared in pain as every bone from his hip down abruptly shattered. Kiba whirled on his feet, just in ti to see the knight collapsing in front of him. The boy grinned and twirled the blades in his hands before placing both at the neck of the Templar, one sword for each side, mimicking the cutting edges of a guillotine. He knew what was about to co next and looked away. Kiba didn't, and when the devil brought his arms together, the resulting spray of blood jetted out and painted a streak of crimson across his face.
A helm bounced away and a body slumped to the floor, minus a head. Kiba stared at it, then at him. The smile on his lips was almost feral in its intensity.
"Go."
He blinked at him.
"Go!"
This ti it was directed to everyone. Asia winced and half carried, half dragged Issei upright. Koneko appeared by her side, a gash on her forehead and helped her, throwing the boy's other arm around her shoulders. Irina and Xenovia ca next, retreating from their fights. The latter's sword arm hung loosely from her shoulder, broken without a doubt. Durandal was in her other hand, wielded in a one-handed grip.
They gathered around them, bloodied, wounded, and though Asia was healing them, it did nothing to wipe the exhaustion from both their minds and bodies.
Kiba jerked his head in the direction of the imnse double doors.
"Get out of here!" the devil snarled at them, "I will hold them back," the blade in his hand was lifted before they could argue, pointing to their chests, "I am the best swordsman here. Any other of you will not last."
Koneko looked into the boy's eyes, nodded, accepting. She grabbed a reluctant Asia and together they carried a struggling Issei through the doorway.
"The sword!" Xenovia protested, her gaze riveted on Excalibur and the grinning figure that carried it, "We must get the sword back!"
The boy laughed harshly and wiped the blood from his face.
"It's either the sword or your life. Choose."
No truer words had ever been spoken.
The exorcist glowered at him and seed like she was about to say sothing bitingly in response. Irina made the decision for her and pushed the wielder of Durandal through. The last look she gave them was tinged with solemn respect.
And then it was just the two of them. He smiled. Déjà vu.
"Go," Kiba jerked his head in his direction, "Not even an Archdemon will help you here. Those weapons of theirs will cut through anything that is demonic."
What he said could not be questioned. Their halberds had been particularly troubleso. The seals on their armor even more so. These Templars had co prepared to face demons and proved themselves worthy opponents. If demons were the only Personas he had.
"Go with them," the boy repeated then flourished his blades towards the reforming foe, "I should not have abandoned you all. Let make my penitence here."
Look at him. So brave. So courageous. So worthy of being saved.
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