ra close behind him, as he tried to get Nye away from the battlefield. He was just coming up upon Miles and Minerva, who were finishing off some Templar foot soldiers, as the ice wielding Rhyme behind him was hot on his trail.

"There's no escape, Angel of Death!!" She cackled sadistically, as she flew closely behind him.

"Dammit." Jackyn gritted his fangs, he couldn't fight her here with Nye in this condition. "Hey! A little help here!" Jackyn called to them, in a disgruntled tone.

"Looks like your friends could use some help, kitten." Minerva stated, drawing to her bow.

"Can definitely vouch for that." Miles' ears went backwards as he shifted his blade to angle for Lyra's direction.

As Jackyn passed them, Minerva unleashed an arrow that quickly struck into Lyra's hand that was enchanting the spells. However, it immediately shattered into ice as Lyra fiercely looked over to them. "Leashed! You disgusting things are always getting in my way!" She huffed, before yelling out, "I think you pests need to chill out!"

Ice spread across the ground as a snowy blizzard picked up, all channeled up by Lyra's magic power. Flames suddenly shot out as Miles' Phoenix, Ember, flew in from above, to protect her rider.

Lyra kept back from the scorching flames, with a definite rise in her anger. She reacted, flipping her hand up to enchant magic in their direction. From her palm, she casted a massive stream of ice, blasting back the swarming horde of zombies that came her way through the flames. Their bodies were completely frozen solid, and the flames put out without much effort. Their frozen bodies fell to the ground instantly, shattering like glass. Miles seemed more uncomfortable now, after seeing what just happened to those undead soldiers.

"You two are NEXT!" Lyra snapped in rage, as her eyes darted for the felines and the giant bird.

As ice magic spell came blasting their way, the scene quickly transitioned back to Koron and Titania. The Gashadokuro was in view behind them, decimating Templar forces with it's massive skeleton fingers.

"Take the battalion head on, prepare the ballista for another strike!!" Aoba's cape was waving in the wind as he commanded his army to continue the onslaught, flying through the air with his multiple feathered wings. Several of his forces didn't linger too far from him.

Koron and Titania were locked onto him, knowing he was their prime target, being the head of the Templar. "If their King falls, then the war is already won!" Koron exclaimed, flying in the path of Aoba.

"Then let's finish him for good!" Titania replied, guiding her equine mount to fly after her Queen.

Koron and Titania stormed though various aerial opponents, leaving many behind on the ground for their allies below to finish off. However a dragon rider swept in, separating the two of them as Koron was forced to take on the Templar rider solo.

"Koron!" Titania gasped, trying to get to her.

"Don't wait for me, Titania! You must claim victory over this war! I believe in you, my beloved!" Koron stated, forming her sword to combat the the dragon fiercely.

"I can't leave you..." Titania was conflicted.

"JUST GO!" Koron demanded, striking back the mouth of the fire breather.

Titania hesitated, before turning her gaze begrudgingly to Aoba. "Yah!" She exclaimed, getting her corrupt Pegasus to proceed in the Grand Master's direction with great velocity.

As she made her way to Aoba, she would leap from her mount, tearing through incoming Templar, with such elegant grace of her rapier, before her equine caught her, flying even closer to the grand master. Eventually she bashed her way through, inching closer to her target with sword at ready.

"I got you now!" Titania sped towards the six winged angel, releasing her grasp on the reins to take her blade and slice open part of her hand in order to cast blood magic.

The spell spiraled around her with red inchor, forming multiple arms, taking the reins once more with one hand. With four of her free arms, she raised her hands in Aoba's general direction, casting out a major blast of blood magic. His attention was suddenly drawn to her, shifting from serious to startled. The blast quickly knocked Aoba out of the sky, before he swiftly caught his fall while aerial, and zoomed back into the combat zone with Titania.

"So you finally show yourself, you vile woman!" Aoba grinned quaintly, summoning the Holy sword Excalibur as he charged for Titania.

Aoba thrusted the blade for her, but only to be countered by her rapier in the process as her equine hovered there in the air.

"I know all about your little scheme, with the imposter posing as you. How dare you, madam! I shall not be so generous to you, as I was to your little scapegoat!" Aoba went on in a certainly offended manner; pulling his sword back to hack and slash at Titania, who quickly deflected the incoming strikes with the swords she was had armed her multiple limbs with.

"Is that so?" She grinned, playing into his suspicions. She pulled back on the reins, guiding the winged equine to fly backwards to avoid further incoming attacks.

This seemed to aggravate Aoba further, with many of his aerial forces beginning to close in on them. "Templar soldiers, prepare to engage!" Aoba commanded.

"Maker save the king!" "Long may he reign over us!" The knights rallied, diving inbound, as Titania leapt from her steed to spiral around, her many blades circling as the knights quickly fell to the soil below. Her mount swooped in as she landed back on it's back, proceeding to circle around to take on the stragglers as Aoba prepared to engage her once more.

As more and more Templar fell in battle, new undead would emerge, prepared to side with the Queen of Fiends' army. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, were those men yours?" Titania provoked, in an obviously mocking manner, while she smirked. "Seems you're trapped in my web, dear 'king', with is no one left to defend you. Now that they're out of the way, I'll bleed you dry!" Her tone darkened, with shadows under her eyes. Titania's equine quickly whisked her Aoba's direction with all blades angled his way.

"Oh, such witty repartee. Madam, I am wounded, truly I am." Aoba scoffed, almost amused in his usual whimsical manner, but still with an undertone of agitation. He dove through the air at her as well, both hands to the hilt of his mighty blade. "You'll soon discover what happens to those who go against the will of the Maker!!"

The two clashed in mid air, before circling around to dive at the other once more. They Continued this motion, zipping quickly around and round, to strike blow for blow with their bladed weapons.

"I must commend you, darlin', but your efforts will prove futile!" Aoba exclaimed in the process of distancing himself, as he freed one of his hands to hovered below his crystal Phylactery at his waist. It began to glow vividly, as Aoba casted a spell, hurling the magical attack at Titania fiercely.

Titania realized what Aoba was doing, narrowly avoiding the incoming spell, and leaping from her mount into the air in a twirling motion, with her six blades spiraling. However, her equine could not evade the blast, taking a direct blow through it's magical blood wings. Titania's eyes noticed her corrupted Pegasus crash into the ground with a rough impact of dust and soot picking up. This was unavoidable, but Titania had to make the sacrifice. She boosted herself towards Aoba, like a torpedo, preparing to dice up her opponent. Just as she came into range with her swords ready to strike, Aoba sent off another magical spell, hitting hard into her gut, and causing the blood made arms to shattered away from her body. unfortunately before she could make another move, Aoba's free hand shot forward, catching her by the neck. His hand firmly clutched around her throat, holding his fingers tightly around her jugular with a devilish smirk, as he confidently said, "Checkmate."

Koron, on the other side of the conflict, was having her own struggles with the dragon rider. Her blade had been flung off in the struggle as the winged reptile flew her way. She however was making better progress fending off the beast, and the Templar riding it than Titania was with Aoba. Side dashing out of the way, Koron flew up, back down and around to avoid it's incoming fire breath. Her eyes suddenly took notice of Titania's situation, as her heart sank, while she got distance from her opponent. She needed her sword, and this aggravated her, forcing her teeth to grit tightly.

Quickly her wings flapped, raising her hand to the necklace dangling around her neck. "Arise I summon thee! Chaosblade!" Koron called forth her sword, letting her aura channel through it to form the bladed weapon in her tightly gripped hand. "I beckon the call of the night-" Koron began to enchant, holding the chaosblade to her side, sharply as she prepare to charge through the dragon rider to reach Aoba. "-Foreboding darkness, I call upon you and the darkest void!" She arched her back. "Screams of despair ignite!" Koron swung as her body torque forward, unleashing a slash of dangerous aura strike, tearing through the beast as she gallantly rushed through the air. She was already panting, but she was not done just yet. Without delay, Koron turned the hilt of her sword, rushing right into more swarming Templar intersecting her pathway. She began attacking with great speed, in a repetitive motion. "Take this memento, and fall by the hand of the Angel of Darkness!" Koron soared into the air, dive-bombing the last few in her way. "I lead thou's souls to oblivion! Otherworldly despair! PERISH!" She screamed.

Their death cries followed, as they were shattered into feathers flying through the air, that coated in blood. The hellbent Amygdala's wings urgently brought her within range of her prime target, the Grand Master of the Templar army.

"Your actions and movements against the crown break the very foundation that kept your kind alive after the previous great war. You're dooming each and every one of them by even attempting this treacherous path! So, Under jurisdiction under the the Maker and the Templar order, I, Grand master, Aoba Zephos, King of the Rhyme, sentence you and your followers to death!" Aoba proclaimed, preparing to strike.

Before he could take the blow, a voice spoke up behind them. "You speak of that genocide as if it were a benevolent motion! Unhand her, or I shall make your death swiftly." Koron spoke up, as her wings gusted up wind around her. "The altercation you seek is with me."

Aoba tilted his head as his eyes boredly panned over to Koron. "And whom might you be, darlin'?"

Koron's tone suddenly grew more daring. "I am the first of her bloodline and true Heir to the throne, The Manipulator of Monsters, The shadow in the Dark, Invoker of Fear and Breaker of Sorrow, The Slayer of Blades, Mistress of the Dead, The Black Winged Angel, The Remanent of blood, Corrupter of Life, The Angel of Darkness, Instrument of Rebirth, The One and only True Queen of Fiends, and master of the Four Horsemen. Otherwise known as Koron Ghestro."

The realization seemed to click in Aoba's head as he suddenly got more smug in demeanor. "It seemed you have fooled me yet again with another decoy. Well played, madam. However, this plight is only just beginning, 'Queen of Fiends'."Aoba asked, pulling Titania closer, with his arm around her and sword to her throat. "You and your forces have slain many of my generals and Templar, but at what cost? Is her life worth all this, Koron?" Aoba's eyes kept on her with a smirk, "Are any of these casualties of war worth it? Surrender now and face your consequences. Maybe then, I'll be charitable enough to pardon their treason."

"Koron, do not surrender to him!" Titania exclaimed, as she attempted to get loose from Aoba's clutches. She was clearly badly hurt from his last attack, and her efforts weren't that strong.

Before she could even make a decent effort, Aoba roughly shifted her forward, gripping tightly to her hair as he violently pulled her head up to face Koron with great force. "Now why is it you two are so insistent on protecting each other? How repulsive, you're lovers aren't you?" Aoba scoffed in disgust.

"I said UNHAND her!" Koron demanded, viciously desperate.

He suddenly recalled something that Nye said to him, the memory echoing through his head. "Are you stupid!? If Jackyn dies, I DIE!" Followed by his reply, "Oh come now, everyone knows that is nothing more than an old wives' tale." Concluding the final part of this memory, he heard Nye's voice reply, "You must have forgotten why your Grandfather forced my kind into a life of solitude in the first place."

"So it must be true then..." Aoba muttered to himself, as he suddenly grinned. "You've just made my victory that much easier!" He chortled, holding Titania in place, as he held Excalibur in his other hand tightly.

"Stop!" Koron gasped, as her panicked eyes widened, seeing the blade lifted. Within a matter of seconds it rose to horizontally slash Titania's head clear off her shoulders, before Koron could even react. Her terror stricken gaze stared in horror as Titania's life left her eyes and her disintegrating body dropped out of the sky.

"Hahahahaha!!" Aoba began to laugh, holding the corpse's head still by her hair, as it began to break off into the air life ashes.

"Noo..." Koron faintly gasped as she held to the sides of her temples, with her sword accidentally being released from her grasp, and fading off as she struggled to stay airborne. Her eyes were filling rapidly with tears as her outstretched face grew more traumatic in expression. "Titania?... How... could she..?" She was breathing heavy as she immediately held to her chest in panic.

Koron was completely in anguish, unable to move as Aoba was already upon her, shifting to grab her by the fluff of her coat. Koron's eyes had already glazed over as they weakly shifted to Aoba. Her emotions were rapidly increasing as well as her heart rate, but her heart seemed to waver by the second.

Aoba pulled her close, with his lips nearly touching her ear, as he whispered ever so softly, "You'll be seeing her again soon enough, darlin'." He said, grinning as he pulled back to look as Koron, "I'll even be generous and speed up the process!" He chuckled in a sadomasochist manner, "So again, under jurisdiction under the the Maker and the Templar order, I, Grand master, Aoba Zephos, King of the Rhyme, sentence you to death!" Aoba grew twisted in expression, as he clenched tightly to his sword, thrusting it through her abdomen.

Koron's stunned expression was what was left, as blood exited through her mouth in the same instance the sword tore through her internal organs, and roughly pulled out to release her into the open sky. Koron stared in terror, as she fell to her doom, while her life force rapidly declined, before she passed on from this world. As Koron's body descended, everyone allied with her, including Nye's and Heath's forces, stared up into the sky all completely shocked at what just happened. Even Nye was coming to in Jackyn's arms, having to be held back by her lover as she watched her sister's demise. The look of devastation amongt these mutuals, even the ones far away from the battle, was felt together in unison. They had lost their leader,perhaps even friend, the one who was meant to save them from this sadistic madman. Koron's body struck the ground, bouncing off it slowly with the look of panic still resonating in her hollow eyes. With that, the undead soldiers began to swiftly collapse into dust, row by row until the entire skeleton and zombie forces had turned into ash. With the Queen and her entire horde of undead gone, their victory was starting to seem far out of reach...