"Saji! Something is wrong!" Vritra shouted to his host, making him look toward his Sacred Gear for an explanation about why a dragon of his caliber would freak out.
"This darkness is something that I haven't felt in centuries! He is a storm that is approaching!"
Arising from his shadow, an umbra domain began to expand from him as darkness began to overtake the surrounding area; everyone's vision became dull in the extreme absence of light.
Overflowing with darkness, it began to eventually take shape as Gasper was no longer there but a five-meter tall dragon-like beast with a jagged sharp horn, curved and exuding a menacing aura. Dried-blood eyes and multiple wings populated its form.
"What is this... dark presence?" Loki muttered, his smile gone.
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU...! I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU TILL NONE OF YOU ARE LEFT!" a wizened but corrupted voice broke out, breaking those of weaker will as they stared at the eldritch abomination.
Loki raised his hand to use magic, but blood ripped out as darkness lashed out like a flock of ravenous bats, making the deity grit his teeth in surprise and groan.
"He can even damage me?! But he's a devil!"
"Is that really Gasper?" Rias remarked, watching Loki be sent flying and held in place as a bunch of black body parts began to pummel him.
Amidst the surprise beatdown, Loki managed to call out Fenrir. Obeying his father's wishes, Fenrir went for the kill, but he whimpered when he was back-handed through several mountains, dragged back, and smashed onto the ground.
Darkness surrounded it as corrupted chains flew around its thick frame and held it in place, squeezing it tightly.
"Foolish dog! Know your inferiority!"
Glaciers began to surround the area as Loki's bloodied body glowed with more healing. "If you wish to get me serious, then I'll show you why—"
Loki was cut off as his frame was frozen and bonked into a mountain, splitting it in two while the rubber fell down on the ground.
"Why what?! Why you kneel before me?!"
'Never give speeches again!' Loki bitterly thought.
Breathing in, drops of snow rained down, only for those pellets of snow to transform into skyscrapers of ice. "Feel death's cold embrace!" Loki screeched out.
Dark mists formed around Gasper as a pair of blood-burning eyes glared at him, the god in their vision stiffening up as a sandstorm of shadows reigned down on the god with senseless violence.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT MONSTER?!" Loki shrieked out, his robes in ruin now, while Gasper—if you could call him that—sauntered to him in a disfigured way.
Watching the spectacle, people didn't notice Fenrir's frame twitching and the rapid turnaround of its body as it howled.
Soon, ichor began to run rampantly free down its body before its jaw snapped open.
Exploding from his mouth, a flash of light sparked and drew everyone's attention amidst the blackout. Loki not paying attention sooner would be detrimental as a familiar fang lodged itself into Loki's body.
"Here, have a taste of your own medicine, fucker!"
Smiles came upon their faces as they realized that Takashi Mitarai was well and kicking. Rias and Akeno held each other with tears, Xenovia held herself with a sword as she stood up, and Yuuto smiled as he clutched the Sword of Betrayer tighter.
Genshirou grumbled at the dramatic entrance but was still relieved to see him alive.
Kuroka's gaze became a longing one. 'Incredible... He managed to survive Fenrir, and he could take out Loki!' Her insides turned the oven on as her revealing outfit didn't even make it cold for her when she was warm on the inside.
'I think I found my mate...'
Mitarai grinned at all of them, but his eyes turned curious when he noticed the corrupted corpse. "Gasper?!" He flew down, a raised eyebrow at the current form.
"Since when did you become Alucard?"
Like a quick puff, the smoky shadows disappeared, and Gasper fell out, his face twitching upwards as he found the conflict of emotions he was feeling too hard for him to settle on a facial mood.
It looked like the usual trap that he was in. "Y-you're fine—"
"Careful." Mitarai picked up Gasper after he almost fell into the dirt. "You did well, Gasper. Thanks for holding off, Loki!"
Rossweisse dropped down from flight as she approached the bloodied, battle-suit-wearing beast of a man.
"Amazing!! You managed to survive the imprisonment of Fenrir's jaws! It seems impossible to survive those ferocious fangs..."
"It wasn't like that; even touching the fangs made me uncomfortable. I just jumped"—Mitarai made a hand sign to show him dropping down—"into its throat while avoiding all the teeth and cut around his stomach and jumped out. I'm not 100% sure if it was Gasper, but immobilizing Fenrir beforehand really helped me rip one of those so-called God-killing fangs with Ascalon, so I could give that Norse fucker some revenge. No offense to the Norse people like you."
Delight dressed up Rossweisse's face as she looked at the Red Dragon Emperor with darkened cheeks.
'Such bravery and spirit... I knew the Red Dragon Emperor was strong, but it's amazing that he doesn't neglect his intellect.'
Another inevitable moment was that the girls would soon recover from the sudden shock and switching of emotions. They crowded him with joy, with Genshirou remarking, "Of course this happens."
Blood flowing out in such volumes made them look to Loki, who just chucked away Fenrir's fang from his side.
Shakily, he aimed his magic toward the rest of them. "You shall die by my hand!" Loki swore, determined not to faint just yet until he made them pay.
His eyes lost their light as Mjolnir mashed him into the ground. Sitting on the shaft with her legs, Ilulu laughed at shutting him up. "Don't bother, Master!" she began to swing the hammer around.
"This is fun!"
Everyone looked in dumbfounded confusion as Ilulu, very hilariously, started flailing Mjolnir around like a play toy.
"Ilulu, I think you can stop playing around with that now."
Chucking it behind her while hitting Loki as well, Ilulu giggled as she skipped towards her Master.
"Sure thing," she said, stopping as she pointed to the side, "but who is the glasses guy taking away the massive wolf?"
Her question made them turn to a bespectacled, youthful male with blonde hair, a strand of hair around his face, and wearing a business suit.
Appearing from a gilt gate-circle came a holy sword. The dark handle was long enough to make it two-handed, with a round pommel at the end.
It also has a gold-color cross-guard that slightly curves forward. A golden cross-sword latched onto the ricasso portion and the fuller was colored dark crimson.
Piercing Fenrir's skull, an orange circle appeared as the blade sank into it. A teleporting circle appeared underneath.
"Apologies for doing this, but our choices are limited." He turned to his former ally.
"Good luck with your family, Kuroka. I know your struggle," he said, ignoring Kuroka's outraged cry as the male vanished along with the prize claimed.
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