Chapter 21: The Last Move
Aaron's clones charged Celestia with incredible speed, almost as fast as a car. Each clone started summoning the same SMG design, however this time, they had a small curved blade that seemed to be designed to disarm or to create a deep cut.
Celestia backed away quickly, she went into the fire side of the arena. Molten lava and flames rose, the ground was very delicate so it did cause Celestia to almost fall. She turned around to find the clones still on her tail, she quickly shot two shells before almost slamming directly into a lava geyser. She turned to the left and launched herself into the earth side.
Back to the beginning.
"You can run all you want, but I will win," A clone walked forward, this was the real Aaron. Aaron's voice growled, his voice corrupted by his demon.
Celestia steadied herself before retracting her Calica, she inhaled deeply but didn't exhale.
Celestia's figure disappeared like sand in a desert, it as if she just didn't exist. Aaron ready himself, each clone followed his movement but they were only a split second slow which would allow Celestia the upper hand.
Celestia, being hidden behind the enemy line, started to take down each clone, silent as a ghost, deadly as a god.
"Aaron! Behind you!" Zane's voice was weak but was strong enough to reach Aaron's ears.
Celestia smirked before lifting her right fist, her gauntlet extended, an explosive force was transported into an extensive shockwave, knocking all the clones and even Aaron. Due to the indescribable force, all the clones disappeared.
"Damn...a strong girl," Aaron lifted himself up, he didn't expect to be fighting a powerful Fanus. They were usually looked down as a race that can barely have the energy to have a Semblance and rarely are made as fighters.
"You lose this time Aaron," Celestia spoke. Aaron shifted his head behind him and there he saw Celestia. How?! How can she just appear and disappear out of thin air? He couldn't even ask his question before Celestia punched his face.
"Winner, Celestia Nightwalker won," the announcer's voice bellowed, they were so ecstatic at the performance of Celestia. They knew that the HeadMaster had a reason for making Celestia into a one versus two.
Luna held her hands up to her mouth, she was on the verge of crying. She was grateful that her sister was this strong and she also felt regret. She wished she was with the real Celestia, the Celestia that was an oddball in the family. The Celestia that was forced out of the house because of her stupid ambitions and not training how to be a proper Nightwalker.
Luna shook her head, she can at least compensate for being around Fenrir. She knew that Celestia would respect that.
"Excuse me," a voice that had a faint familiarity.
Luna spun around to see a young female, she was wearing a dark red cloak that was covering the girl's face. The only thing that was visible was her small pink lips, her skin was also slightly pale but it went well with her cloak.
Luna also noticed that she was wearing a black and red dress? She would think it would be a dress but there was a small disconnect between the end of the shirt and the skirt. There were also ammo carriages and a metal crimson rectangle behind the girl's waist.
"Is there something you need?" Luna asked.
"Yes, I believe we have met before," the girl spoke. "A long time ago, dear Luna."
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