The Fall of the Dieties - The Final Battle

The arena for the match was perfect. The air was frigid, but not too cold for the Enemy did not have complete control of the Earth. The ground was hard, yet absorbing. Numerous stones, large and small littered the clearing and the sky offered a bit of light from a dying sun. The still of the Temple made every movement both heard and felt. Any warrior would have wanted such conditions.

But it was the Enemy and Brighton who met.

They circled each other, each power pulsing as their eyes met and their jaws dropped, teeth bared as the tension rose. In the distance, Brighton’s linnet sounded as a warning to the world. The final battle between the Deities and the Enemy was about to take place. Make it known. The world was about the change but it was not yet clear on how. If Brighton won, he would survive as the Last of the Deities. If he lost, then the world lost with him.

It was as if lightning suddenly become its Element. As quickly as the sky’s electricity, a beam of ice carved itself into a crystallized leopard, a terrifying beast that roared and sparkled as its razor teeth clicked like its master. It charged toward Brighton, leaving deep holes in the Earth’s surface as the weight of its body moved like a train. Almost gracefully, Brighton answered with a trick of his own. He seemed to melt, his body sinking into the Earth and he disappeared completely from view. The frozen leopard paced, confused and knowing that the Ice Spell would not last long enough for the leopard to search for the Earth Deity.

The Earth opened and Brighton appeared, his body now completely made of the Earth. He dove toward the leopard, swimming through the stone as if it were water and crushing the ice animal to pieces. In response, the Enemy began to freeze the Earth, attempting to catch Brighton while he was a part of it, but Brighton was too fast. He melted into the Temple, becoming part of the marble. As the ice began to cover the Temple, Brighton stepped from the frozen forest, complete and flesh. Smiling, he reared and stomped down onto the ground.

A large crack began to expand, crumbling part of the cave that hid Sirenne. It continued, lava pouring from the hole and beginning to melt the ice of the arena. While Brighton’s eyes were on Sirenne, the Enemy noticed the flaw in Brighton’s attack and an ice beam was sent toward the former Valkyrie Queen. Brighton ran, his hooves skimming the surface of the lava and his body forced himself to greater speed…needing to get there before the ice beam…needing to not allow another innocent to die!