Extinction (Certain Death)

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"The Age of Mortyl? Can you be any more cliché?"

A smear of ichor trails after she whom denounces the influence of Mortyl, Petunia Dominic - a Nephilim who usurped power from their patronage rather than gained it through worship.

Dripping off of her sentient but dormant cursed blade, Rahmir, the blood is crimson in color.. not belonging to a demon but a follower of the Constant. If she was to piss off a deity, there was no better way but to target it's followers.

They are the reason for their power, after all.

Ever since Ruby Empire scouts have reported of a possible Atrellyan invasion, the head doctor of the settlement has been preparing The Obese Raccoon clinic and medical personnel in handling large amounts of wounded as well as basic inflictions of the mind and body by hellish creatures. While the medical wing of Xuefeng continued it's improvements, the mender herself has been seen hunting demons and fel creatures alike with great success, all to thin out the armies that set Gakaiyo as it's target.

"Life, and death.. a fate as old and boring as time. Luxurious stones.. they deny death's existence, too."

Ready to fend off Demon Sage's assault, she stood amongst many.

"It is time for the Age of Ruby, instead."

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The menders are ready. The soldiers are ready. The music is ready.

"Are you, Abath?"