Death surged forward and used his massive head to ram her into the wall. "Hell is mine! I will rule it for as long as my sentence last, until I destroy the mortal world!" He tore his claws into her neck.
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Death sank his claws into her eyes, tearing her off. "I will get revenge, Hell will be mine forever, even if you're not with me!"
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Death chuckled with pleasure. "Fierce. But I've been in this realm much longer than you." He used his abilities to repair his wounds, tearing into her eyes once more, using his skull to smash against hers.
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Death let out a roar, using his hind talons to shove her off. "You should have never challenged me, you ignorant idiot!"
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Death used his wings to block the fire. "I have plenty of wits, fool." He surged forward, knocking her beneath him, and sinking his fangs into her neck.
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Death was growing some what weary, his old bones were beginning to give in. "ENOUGH!"
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Death was breathing hard through his nose, rising upwards laughing. "I haven't had a fight like that in eons. You are strong."
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Death was still breathing hard. "I am as old as this realm, I am getting weak without someone like you ruling with me. I accept your offer."
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Death smiled. "It sound wonderful. But there is something you have cleared up for me. I do not need my harbingers."
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Death shook his head. "I have Gatos to protect the gates."
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Death laughed. "No, not at all, he is the guardian of the gates. The one that destroyed your mortal self."
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Death shook his head. "Possibly later. It took all of his strength to defeat you. He needs to regain his strength."
(Jesus, what is it with her and fighting every one?)
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Death nodded. "Sounds fine. I suppose this wasn't a total waste of my time."
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Death nodded. "We have two leader's souls now. They should be in there."
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Death sighed. "Do as you will. I must speak to my guardian of the gates."
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Death left her, happy to be alone for a while. He heaved a sigh, rubbing his temple.
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Death returned, looking slightly better. "How is it going?"
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Death rubbed his neck in a certain spot. "Sore, as they should be for a while."
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Death took it from her. "I do not consume souls like you." His chest ripped open, placing the soul in his rib cage. He breathed, his wounds sealing.
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Death sighed. "They take affect quicker when the are put with a direct line.. I was made for chaos after all."