Yeidhaheil was in front of Ciceroni, yet in the blink of the lord, he was behind him, hissing, 'The outcome will be the same...believe it or not! Past will always be reiterated, and you will always be defeated!'
Ciceroni flipped behind the baldy, but the shadow guy seemed to be acquainted with it, and tagged along untouched until Ciceroni calmly floated, with a smile: he camouflaged himself in the dark flame as he swept over his face. Unlike Yeidhaheil, his grinning was not evinced, nor was any halo formed to discriminate him from the ultimate void.
'You decided to show your cosmic side!' whispered the baldy. 'I was not expecting that. But you have no power to flaunt your body...'
'And you are all talk!' Ciceroni smote Yeidhaheil's face while he was grinning; ere the baldy would be hauled by a lightless hole, Ciceroni moved like a brown spear, and brought him through the dark hole, saying, 'Being hoaxer, huh!'
'Oh, you can see it now!' Yeidhaheil grinned while lying on the arm of Ciceroni in the dark flame. There was a white star to manifest those mighty in their black form; at least for some moment until Yeidhaheil engulfed it into his flames, saying, 'Tell me, Lord of Tamas, do you want to visit your homeland or the dungeon of the dead?' The Shadow Man emitted the crimson halo, lifting the black ball. 'Or I can simply cast you in!'
Despite being infuriated, Ciceroni inhaled deeply that his cosmic form turned him into a human in the black cloak, but his peachy skin was dazzling, his long black hairs were tied, and a crown with silver strings was over his head. As for the weapon, he exhaled the white breath, maneuvering his heavy hand beneath his waist: once his adagio ended, he fled through the black star, carrying the white flames on his cloak.
'You cannot digest a giant star in an instance,' said the lord. He clenched his fist and belabored the baldy on his center.
Yeidhaheil stepped back. Ere the mighty lord would blink, the baldy fell back, waving his right hands, and thereinafter he made a firm stand of his palm facing upward: he twirled his wrist, clenching his fist, and made a jaw-breaker in the middle of the air, saying, 'You might resemble the power of a Heinshduol. But you are no match to that fool monkey I once went toe to toe with!'
The punch to the vacuum was beyond the ken of Ciceroni, or for some other reason, he was frozen in the middle of space, spreading his legs and hands as if he was trammeled. Altogether, his words and exertion were stoned, meanwhile, Yeidhaheil grinned, uttering, 'Thou essayed till thy zenith, now thee hath thy flaw!'
As the Shadow Man swept over his face from right to left, his body swung and bent to a whirlwind; as his hand came to an end beneath his neck, he was dissolved. He was gone the moment when Joy appeared there, saying, 'Seems you and I have a loose end here! But I won't be a replacement, Ciceroni. I will never do that! Not in death! But if you wish, I can unshackle you from the strings.'
Lord Cilus breathed out the smoke: it smoldered the vacuum briskly, and then he was covered in the dark flame, saying, 'Do not just stand here, lad. You will get caught!'
'So, you are defeated!' Joy folded his hand, showing no expression on his face which was half covered by the black hairs.
With silence, Ciceroni fled, as did Joy. But to where only Ciceroni knew, and he revealed as they reached a very dark place, and said, 'You must not follow me if you want to go Esdelir.'
Joy did not resist, nor Lord Cilus stayed there: he leaped inside the dark hole. This time his eyelashes were on the invisible fire that was seen as the vacuum around him was disturbed, divulging fluctuation and heat in the void. Ciceroni was in the form beyond the look of a celestial as his skin was dazzling; his cloak was normal black fabric, that began burning with the dark matter. There was a white halo as his hairs were untied and floating around him, ultimately, they became his shield as his attire was entirely gone. With no sign of emotion, Lord Cilus clenched his fist when the shadowy figure turned around and said, 'You really have a death wish, lord of Tamas!'
Lord Cilus released the breath as he grinned. Unlike Yeidhaheil, his fierce look was exhibited, and it remained there until the lord of darkness began sinking.
'You little trick is now in my grasp! You must release the doors! It...'
All of sudden, the words from Ciceroni fell apart as he was choked, vomiting blood.
'It doesn't matter whether you learn it,' said Yeidhaheil, hovering above the dying lord. He pierced the eyes of his enemy. There was no evil grin on his face anymore; just a necklace of grey stone on his skinless body that was burning in black fire. Through the grey halo, he shoved his index figure into the forehead of Lord Cilus, and tossed him out of the dark domain, adding, 'Hope is forgiven! But you became my hindrance! Therefore, you must be extinct!'
Yeidhaheil pointed his figure as lord Cilus was skyrocketing out, and then he turned back, seeing the dead body burning in the white fire.
However, something unexpected came into the scene, because someone in the black cloak appeared there. His face was covered in the hood, but there was a silver ring on his hand holding a brown staff, while his right hand had the silver pendant dangling down by a silver chain. As he opened the pendant, the silver light stroke in the space for a moment, and when it was dimmed to the inky domain, Ciceroni and that hooded being were nowhere to be seen, except Yeidhaheil with his domain.
Joy fled in the dark, perceiving a dying glimpse of the silver light. When he saw Yeidhaheil, he stood there as a stone, though he heard the words echoing there, 'Give me your soul, I will not kill you!' therefore, he said, 'You defeated Ciceroni!'
Yeidhaheil was stunned as he turned back, and said, 'These were the words of Zurgard's new pawn. He took your friend! Besides, I already killed him!' He grinned and hissed, 'Do you have a death wish too, boy?'
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