*CLANK* *CLANNK*
*POOM* *BOOOOM*
*TSSSKS* *FSSSTKSS*
*TRSSSKS* TRSSSSTKS*
The sounds of intense fighting echoed throughout the Monastery of the EastGate. The walls, as well as the columns, collapsed between the impacts and collateral blows of the struggle inside the Cathedral.
*TAAAAAAANK! *
The noise of metal against metal.
Andariel with her lower limbs and two legs held on to the broken stone floor. Her two dragon-clawed hands held firmly a jousting spear that seemed to be made of bone.
The jousting spear horizontally holds a thin but long sword with a shadowy edge that seemed to cut through space.
"You surprise me little girl, but it seems that we are tied in strength. Now what? Fight until the end of time?"
Andariel said seductively, her serpentine tongue sticking out from between her lips and licking them. It would be a very sensual sight if it were not for the fact that the whole Being seems to come out of a nightmare.
"You can give up if you want~" Christel replied the same with a seductive and mocking tone with a hint of indifference.
The whole area appears to be a newly bombed war camp. With orange-scarlet flames burning everything, frozen areas with silver and black ice.
If Christel were not under Metaria's possession, seeing all the destruction would cry regret the work that went into rebuilding the place.
But, after a time of struggle that has destroyed the foundations of the Cathedral and part of the Monastery, neither Andariel nor Christel seem to be exhausted, and their bodies are only slightly stained with dust.
Christel's elegant and sexy dress is only a little dirty in a few places and wrinkled here and there. Andariel's exoskeleton armor only has a few sword scratches on it.
After hearing the mockery of the little girl who now looks like a young adult. Andariel moved her upper limbs with claws attacking Christel.
From Christel's back, apart from the butterfly-like wings, black tentacles appeared with the structure of being formed by a kind of gas and defended itself from the attacks of Andariel's limbs.
After Christel blocked Andariel's attack. Andariel jumped back, and her face showed an expression of annoyance.
Throughout the fight, that creature who now helps the little blonde-haired girl has been interfering with her attacks.
Andariel has years of experience, hundreds of years, and even millennia of combat experience. Not in combat against mortal humans, but in fights to the death against beings of divine nature such as Devils and Angels.
But despite all this experience, the creature that accompanies Christel and assists her has blocked all of her surprise attacks, whether physical or magical.
And although Andariel has not been directly hurt at all, she has begun to grow impatient.
"Tsk, if it wasn't for that strange creature, I would have knocked you down by now, little girl."
Christel, the moment Andariel jumped back, she also flapped her wings and stepped back a little, still floating in the air.
"I would love to continue fighting, Lani, but...
There is no time"
Christel looked to the side, at the direction where Camp Nueva Esperanza is located.
Unlike the usual route the Sanctuary Heroes would take to reach the Pass East, this time it seems that they have decided to simply climb the mountain range of the Tamoe Highlands.
The Monastery is located on the north side of the pass, but the path leads directly to the pass and the Monastery is blocked by the infernal magic of Andariel.
The EastGate was blocked to prevent anyone from pursuing the Hero, and young prince of Khanduras, Aidan who is under the hellish possession of Diablo.
Christel has always thought that it is stupid, there are plenty of routes to chase Diablo. But thinking that's how the setup is in the game, and in the real world of Sanctuary, Christel wants to ask Andariel if she's stupid or did this just to pretend she was really helping Diablo and his brothers.
Christel knows that the relationship between Andariel and her other siblings isn't the best, especially when it comes to Andariel and the three older brothers she once tried to kill.
It is known as the three Primordial Evils Superior to Diablo, Baal and Mephisto since they are the most powerful beings of the infernal plane.
But for Andariel to decide to face the three and almost win is one to think that Andariel's original power goes beyond what she has ever shown.
It is for this reason that Christel does not want the heroes to come and face this -Lesser Evil- alone. Reality surpasses fiction, and the power and intelligence shown by Andariel is perhaps a barrier that not even the predestined heroes can overcome as if they were the first obstacle to growth.
The next obstacle, another lesser evil named Duriel, is not as strong and intelligent as his so-called twin sister Andariel.
"hehehe~ I think the same. Let's finish this in a single attack, whoever wins or loses, decides with this blow. If I lose to you, little cutie, I will go away and not disturb your lands anymore."
'Why do I feel that I should not believe her words...' "Good. That's what I'm thinking, but I don't want you to leave, if you lose, you must fulfill one wish of mine." Christel twirled the sword between her fingers and said, staring at Andariel with a serious, emotionless look.
In Christel's perception, the heroes, as well as Moreina, Kashya, Akara, her escort party, and other Rogues get closer and closer to the Monastery.
If it weren't for Andariel's various Infernal Minions, they would have easily arrived by now.
'Come on Metaria, let's attack with all our might, don't be afraid to kill Andariel, if we hesitate, we will end in defeat...' Christel took her sword with both hands and began channeling energies into the blade of the sword while communicating with Metaria with her thoughts.
Christel, though, has practiced all kinds of weapons fighting with Korgar, Shira, and the Amazons Zara and Cassia. The one who has learned the art of the sword and blades the most is from the Assesina Shira.
But right now, her sword fighting style is basic fencing moves. Thanks to Metaria's heightened perception of her senses, Christel is able to fight Andariel's extensive experience with simple, basic sword movements.
But now, the attack no longer has anything to do with any sword art or kendo. It is going to be a confrontation of brute force and pure power.
Andariel began to gather her infernal energy on the tip of her jousting spear as she looked at the little golden-haired girl in front of her who is now in the form of a young woman, her tongue running over her lips again.
Christel does not trust Andariel, so she has been keeping a close eye on her movements and gathering her magical force as well, as well as moonlight energy and Metaria's dark power.
Then, from the outside, where the sun was still shining on one side of the world, the sky was illuminated by two atmospheres of light as if two seas were coming together in one area, but not merging their waters.
An intense light of scarlet and orange glow from one side of the sky, as well as a dark silver light.
The celestial dome was for a moment divided by two distinct realms.
"Christel!!!!!" Jaina, who was using magic icy arrows to attack some magical skeletons in the distance, quickly glanced towards the top of the mountain where the Monastery is located and shouted.
"Move quickly!" Kashya ordered the other Elite Rogues to face the waves of undead while she herself fought some three-meter-tall goatmen.
Although Christel's Frozen World – Ice Age murdered many of the weak hellish beings of Andariel's army, the truth is that the undead necromancers summoned skeletons and zombies, as well as undead creatures. Keeping the heroes and Rogues busy.
The brightness in the sky disappeared and everything seems to be back to normal, but the hellish creatures seem to have lost their minds and started moving in chaos, the Failed and Failed Shamans began to flee along with goatmen.
The undead began to attack the infernal creatures. It seems that they have lost connection with those who controlled them.
"Akara, this?"
"Let's not waste time, let's go quickly to the Monastery" Akara noticed the abnormality and quickly knew the reason.
"Did the girl kill her?" Zara said in amazement. Malachar, Fenrir, Isendra, and Lyara who felt the magic power and mana in the surroundings felt the change in the atmosphere.
And the paladins Valen and Carthas felt that the darkness had disappeared.
Everyone felt the worst, not happy that Andariel's aura had disappeared, but that the little girl had sacrificed herself.
But they are not so wrong...
Christel now sits on the broken floor of the cathedral. With her hands between her legs and a look of surprise and dismay on her now red face.
All of the young and mature woman's aura had disappeared, as well as Metaria's aura.
Christel had returned to her Junior-high school little girl form. The magical clothes had disappeared, returned to the clothes she dressed in in her room at Camp New Hope.
Christel's face grew redder and redder as she thought about what happened in the last match against Andariel, even though she had told herself not to be fooled. She actually fell into the trap!
Christel's right hand was on the protective underwear she always wore when wearing skirts that were intact. Her other hand is on her belly.
Then when Christel's face was as red as an apple she screamed.
"Andariel! GET OUT OF MY BODY NOW!! AAAHHHHHH!!"