Phoenix

Rage of Failures

Emi looked over to Sting to see that he was struggling to keep his eyes open, thoroughly exhausted from all the magic energy he had used. He spoke softly, mirroring the way he speaks right before he falls asleep. She stepped over to him and mumbled her healing spell, trying to transfer some of her energy into him.

"Don't worry about me, Em. Focus on yourself for once, 'kay?"

Her grip on his shoulders tightened, and he raised his hand to press onto hers in reassurance. Wrath stood, his knuckles white from the fists he was making.

"You insolent humans. How dare you go against the Seven Deadly Sins. You'll all die right where you stand!"

"What's the matter, Wrath? A big, powerful demon can't take on a couple of weak humans?"

Everyone looked on in shock at Natsu's taunting words.

"Natsu," Lucy hissed from afar. "what the hell are you trying to do? You're gonna get yourself killed."

"Killed? By this weak guy? No way."

"Natsu, don't taunt him too much," Emi warned. "He's the Sin of Wrath for a reason."

The fire dragon slayer summoned his Efreet spell again, and the creatures lunged at the Sin, knocking him back. Sting stood weakly and used his Roar to push him further back.

"Sting, don't waste your energy. Please."

"There's no time to conserve now, Em. We have a job to do. We have one guy down."

"You actually don't, but thanks for counting me out so soon."

They looked in horror as they saw a bloodied Sloth stand by Wrath.

"How? We totally hit you!"

"Are you seriously that weak that it didn't kill you?" Laxus grunted.

"Daughter of Cain, you associate with some rather rude people."

Sloth held his forehead before sighing loudly. He snapped his fingers, casting a spell.

"Drain Life."

Seconds later, everyone collapsed to the ground. Makarov was even struggling to move.

"What...is this?"

"It should be pretty self explanatory. My spell drains the life out of anyone targeted by it. I can easily wipe you all out, though I'm sure Leader would rather take you."

Natsu and Laxus dropped to their knees, and Sting was already face down on the ground. Emi gasped and jumped back over to him.

"Sting? Sting, can you hear me?"

He didn't move, so she started to shake him.

"Sting," she hissed, "now's not the time."

She gripped his shirt tightly, her tears starting to drip. Moments later, she too collapsed on her knees. She struggled to keep her eyes open, and she looked up to see that Wrath and Sloth looked on at the scene with pure delight on their faces.

"You're not...winning this."

"Oh, my dear daughter of Cain, I think we already have."

She used the last of her energy to cast a spell that she knew would work. A whip of light formed and it wrapped around Sloth's arm.

"Oh please," Sloth scoffed, "a light whip won't do you any good. Or is that the only spell you can manage to cast right now?"

Emi gave a weak smirk and revealed, "It's not a light whip. This is my Life Whip spell. Meaning if I die, you die too."