Diana had always been very strong, though that wasn’t always an advantage.
When Diana suffered fits of rage and lost control, everything ended up destroyed.
That’s why, since she was young, Diana tried to control that aggression, to contain it.
However, that arrogant noble had dared not only to murder her companions, but had also desecrated their bodies.
It was an insult, an offense of great magnitude that Diana couldn’t let pass.
The problem is that when Diana starts to project that anger, anger takes control of her body.
The woman began to frantically strike Emiris’s body, his regeneration had to have a limit.
But it didn’t seem so, every ti she made an attack, the wound disappeared instantly due to his Devastra.
Those green and blue flas were too unfair.
It didn’t matter how much ka she transmitted to her artifact, how dense the keter around her weapon was, every wound was regenerated in an instant.
It was frustrating, and that frustration increased her anger, which in turn caused her sanity to diminish.
Diana got distracted, she let herself be controlled by her emotions, without noticing that her orgone was decreasing.
But Emiris did notice it, the man didn’t waste that opportunity, and as soon as Diana’s orgone weakened enough, Emiris acted.
Large currents of fire were expelled by his body.
A wave of flas that enveloped the woman in an instant.
Diana ca to her senses, erging from that trance of hatred she had gotten into.
The flas pierced through her orgone, reaching her skin.
A simple touch was enough to disintegrate the first layers of skin, but before it could continue, the woman gave a strong jump backward.
Her speed was enough to escape the flas, without them sticking to her body.
"The brave captain of the templars fleeing like a wounded little animal? How pathetic," Emiris said, trying to provoke Diana’s anger again.
After seeing her lose control, he knew her weakness was her temperant.
On the other hand, Diana tried not to pay attention to the man.
She also knew her weakness lay in her temperant, and didn’t want to fall again.
Emiris stood up abruptly, while pointing at the girl with the fingers of his hand.
"But no matter how much you flee, I will always catch you," the man assured, as his fingers shot out like projectiles, wrapped in green flas.
The tips of his fingers accelerated at an imasurable speed toward the woman.
She quickly swung her mace, seeking to deflect the projectiles.
However, when the mace ca into contact with the fingers, they exploded violently expelling more flas.
Diana stopped channeling ka toward her mace while increasing the density of her orgone to be able to defend herself from the flas.
But the man didn’t give her a break, he had already regenerated his fingers to throw them again.
Diana had to use her authority over nature to create a wooden wall right in front of the projectiles.
Unfortunately, those flas had spread over the environnt so her power over nature was weakened.
Still, the wall rose, blocking several fire explosions.
The starlight began to be covered by black clouds, in a few monts the only light illuminating the forest was that coming from Emiris’s flas.
Diana turned to see her companions, they were still holding on, fighting against those fiery undead.
However, every ti one of the templars fell, they beca an enemy, anwhile, the templars still hadn’t finished off a single undead.
Every wound was replaced by red and purple flas, the only way to stop them was to cut off their legs.
Though even then they would keep dragging themselves in search of bringing more death, because the real way to stop them was by cutting off all their limbs.
She had to act quickly, the only way to end everything was by defeating Emiris, but how?
He seed practically invincible, no wound inflicted remained on his body for more than two seconds.
Diana jumped backward, dodging the man who had charged at her.
When he fell, he not only broke the ground but also expelled flas throughout his body, omnidirectionally.
Diana reacted quickly, the roots in the ground tried to hold him while a wooden do was created around Emiris.
However, the flas disintegrated the wood before it could stop them.
Diana kept jumping backward trying to dodge columns of fire that struck at her.
"There’s no way I’m going to win like this," the woman complained quietly.
Then, almost as if the heavens had heard her plea, it began to rain.
The clouds began to expel drops of water from the sky, and the forest was splashed by the rain.
However, Emiris didn’t even worry.
His flas weren’t conventional fire that could be extinguished with simple rain.
That teorological phenonon was nothing more than a simple breeze trying to extinguish a forest fire.
Or so Emiris thought.
However, the rain began to weaken the flas.
In fact, the blasphemous flas that contaminated the bodies of the fallen templars began to go out.
Nature began to recover its vitality, as if it had never suffered.
Diana felt it, those raindrops weren’t conventional.
Nature was recovering its vitality as if by magic, and Emiris’s flas were losing their power.
"What’s happening?" Emiris questioned himself, completely confused seeing how that simple rain was capable of extinguishing his divine flas.
It was an unnatural phenonon, completely illogical, an unreachable impossibility.
However, it was happening, his fire was going out.
"Don’t get distracted!" Diana roared, as she shot out against Emiris.
Before the man could react, the woman had already struck him with brutal force on the head.
Emiris felt almost as if his head were being torn from his shoulders, luckily, he managed to stop it before.
His regeneration had decreased in speed, but was still active, a simple blow like that wasn’t going to kill him.
However, Diana didn’t delay in delivering another blow to his solar plexus that made him accelerate backward.
Emiris knocked down several trees before his body stopped completely.
Then, while he was trying to regain consciousness, he saw it.
A glow in the distance, a brightness that without any apparent explanation, caused him terror.
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