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The two creatures frowned at one another, the forest burning behind them. The divine seemed proud of the short work me made of the many inhabitants of the woods, holding a wild cat by his throat as the monster approached. Tightening his paw to crush the wild cat's neck and hearing the snap of bones as the spine cracked, he threw the feline to the side and turned to face the newcomer.
"Well, it took you long enough." he hissed, fur fluffing out and wings unfurling to intimidate the smaller creature.
"It is nice to see you as well, Purity. It has been quite some time, has it not? It is a shame we had to reunite in such a ... bloody atmosphere." she looked past the growling divine and into the forest, her eyes almost sad, "They did not deserve to die yet. It was cruel of you."
"Cruelty is something you know nothing of!" he snarled, baring his teeth. He reached out his left wing and brought his blade closer to him, picking it up in his jaws.
"You may be surprised." she frowned, annoyance pricking at the edges of her voice, "I do not wish to fight you, Purity."
"Then this will be much easier!" and he rushed at her. He brought his blade down, aiming a deadly blow for her throat. The metallic clang of metal reached his ears, and he was infuriated to find his opponent had drawn her weapon, and had blocked his slash.
Purity continued his attack, and yet she blocked each of his moves in turn. After a few moments of full attack, she countered his attack and gave him a good slash on his shoulder. He hissed at this, blood spurting from the wound, before he flashed his wing out at her. She met it with her blade, the point digging deep into the bone and causing him to yelp. But as her blade was busy, Purity whipped his hindlegs across all four of hers, balancing on his forelegs and flapping his right wing for further balance. She was tripped, and he crashed on top of her, slashing at her face with claws fully unsheathed. She managed to duck, but his claws tore through her ear. She attempted to stand up, but he ripped his blade up against her belly before she could get to her paws. The edge of the sword cut cleanly through the skin, from down near her hip up against her chest and onto her shoulder. She yelped, falling back in pain. Blood gushed from the gap, even more oozing out as she jumped back a few steps. The deep gash stained her fur and the space she stood, and her breath came in short gasps.
"You know you cannot kill me with weapons, do you not?" a smile spread across her lips, which dripped with blood.
"Of course I do. But you know I would never kill you so brutally ..." He paused, "Ria, you deserve to know something ..."
"Whatever it is can it not wait until the battle is over?" Rianua frowned, looking unhappy about the idea.
"No, no, it is something you need to know. I should have told you a long time ago ..." he shook his head, "Your little brother is dead ..."
"... What?" she looked angered, "Stop telling lies!"
"I am not twisting the truth. Thorn is dead, Rianua."
"... I suppose I always knew." she stood up, dropping her aggressive stance. Small scrapes were appearing over her fur, which swiftly opened into cuts, which spread into serious wounds. Blood poured from her body, but she didn't seem to notice. Purity stepped forward, holding his free arm out. She slowly made her way over to him, wrapping her free arm around his shoulders. He nodded slowly, and then heard her grunt in pain. His blade shot through her chest, quickly piercing her heart. But then he felt a stab of pain.
"It hurts, does it not?" Rianua asked, digging her blade deeper into the divine's throat with an innocent smile on her face, "To have the person who had been there as long as you can remember kill you? I trusted you, Purity. You had always been there, and I thought you were my friend. Betrayal ... it is a difficult thing to pull through." her expression changed to an angry frown, "Unfortunately, the pain cannot be removed. But you will never even begin to understand my pain. I have felt the pain of four lives in my one existence. You have not felt an ounce."
Purity sunk down into a sit as she continued to speak, his eyes swimming with dull confusion and sorrow, "The pain spreads to me. Your pain. I feel it as well. I do not wish to kill you, but you pushed me, and killed me. I find it only proper you pay the same price." For the first time in a very, very long time, real tears dripped down her face, "You idiot. You never understood. Just murder will never solve problems. I will miss you, Purity of the Divines. Farewell."
He gave the slightest of nods, and she allowed him to lay down. Purity went limp and faded, leaving nothing in her arms but her own blood.
Heaving a weary sigh, Rianua removed the blade from her chest, choking on blood as it gushed from the holes in her flesh. Taking a moment to lay her own sword down by Purity's, she herself lay down, feeling weaker than she had in centuries. The world swirled around her, becoming fuzzy and dull. The last thing the Shape-Changer heard was the sound of fire crackling wildly behind her, ready to swallow her body.