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The light, muted completely, couldn't even be seen inside of the shadow orb. It closed, more and more, constricting, growing smaller and smaller. Once it became small enough it would begin to crush him. The big man wouldn't have much room in there. It was easy to imagine Mona, half the giant that she was, already unable to stand at her full height. Her legs and arms were probably pressed against the inside of that shadowy orb as it was preparing to turn into a small pin sized black hole.

Once that happened, once her arms and legs broke, once her ribs were split into pieces and slashed her torso into a bloody mess, once her wings were ripped from her body and her angelic might was flattened completely, Valter would be nothing more than a man trapped in darkness.

Gray could already imagine it. That panicked look on her face as her palms were pressed against the walls. Desperately trying to hold them back but unable to do so. The light from the room faded completely and there was nothing but darkness. Gray let himself smile. He couldn't help but imagine it. Her eyes widening in terror as the small world that she knew now, the only world that she would ever know again, grew smaller and smaller.

With nowhere to go the still air would assault her nerves. Probably, even an Angel could have a panic attack in those kinds of conditions. Like being trapped inside of a prison with no room to move or even think, and knowing that soon it would all come to an end. Even if the walls hadn't been shrinking that prison was so small that she must have felt like it was getting smaller and smaller.

This was, without a doubt, Gray's most powerful magic; Claustrophobia!

At that time the room was shrouded in full blackness.

There was nothing here anymore, Xetni had long since left this temple. It was only the Devil, alone in the dark with his thoughts. In his other hand he held it ready, his secondary spell. Piece appeared in his hands, manifesting. He thought that he might skewer the Church Knight while he was trapped inside of the bubble. And he smiled a soft and sad smile to himself.

He couldn't help but imagine it; Mona's final moments. Her death and his victory.

He had to imagine it. In his mind he had to think about what that sweet sense of triumph was like.

Then, the eclipse passed, and the moon moved from view, and the sun began to shine once more. Almost with a cutting intensity that was brighter than before it had been gone. Oh, yes. Gray had no choice but to imagine it. Because, here, in reality, that victory would never come true.

"PURGE!" Valter cried out, stepping forward. His burning brand impaled the Claustrophobia magic with ease, popping the bubble from the inside. As he broke his way out he stepped into the attack fully and thrust his sword at the Devil that was still standing in front of him.

"Pierce!" Gray swung his hand down, shooting a lance of pure arcana and force down at the human, hoping to impale him with that singular strike.

Mona's wing wrapped around, covering Valter. Not only did she shield him from arm but she batted the demonic lance away with almost no effort, as simply as one might swat a fly. Baring her fangs it was clear to see that she was the one smiling now. Even as Valter was charging, one could see Mona in the air above him. Her arms were extended and her fingers curled as she moved to attack.

And, without a doubt, she meant to repay this Devil for all that he had done to her.

"Collapse!" Gray cried out. He jumped backward and clumsily swung both hands down, trying to shower the two with rocks and force -- a gravitational wave -- slamming down all of his remaining arcana on them.
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