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He Has Returned

Half-whispering, Reine tried to reach Marc's ear. The man, standing tall, was about to attack and get the silver jewel back. But now, his attention is a bit distracted.

“Destroy the gem... she can't have it” pinta Reine slowly. “Cannot be. That way, the world will freeze! Slowly, we will die..” perceives Marc ending up limp. “Only it's the only way. If indeed the Sky allows, we will all definitely survive” said Reine full of confidence.

“I'll try to take it back. This world... I have to protect you, no matter what. Trust me. Trust me, to Death Hunters, like me” said Marc determinedly. Before Reine answered, Marc immediately ran to attack. He, as if had endless spare energy.

When he was close to the jewel, Marc was again removed by the black magician. The dispute, too, returned to chaos. And this time, Marc didn't give up.

Marc always managed to avoid the black magician. When he was pressed, Raven who was also still carrying out the task, stood up and fought with Marc. Their purpose is the same, in the name of the peace of this world.

When the fight turns fierce, they will forget about the gem. They focus more on the show of strength than on gems. Again, they forgot the jewel.

Until accidentally, the black magician dropped a silver jewel. Raven ran to protect the gem. But unlike Marc, who actually wants the jewel destroyed. In the hope, the black magician will freeze and not succeed in destroying the human world.

When the jewel completely fell and split into pieces, the real destruction of the world, had come. The ground that they poked, slowly began to crack.

The sky that was once foggy, became increasingly dark. The residents whose bodies were still lying on the ground to recuperate, slowly turned into stone. Raven, can't protect the gem.

“Yes majesty, from the beginning your steps are right. I should have been sealed in the deepest forest. I'm sorry.” regrets Raven's desperate. “And this justifies your weakness. From a long time ago, you were the nation of the most stupid demons! Because what? Because you always attach importance to feelings! Especially in ordinary humans. Until... fall in love?” the black magician's mouth followed his laugh which sounded irritating. “Until now, you will not be able to match a pure demon like me! Live, the nation of Pvalka!” the black witch.

“You! The sky will punish you! Here, we will all perish together!” exclaiming Marc. “Who said? Why should I choose such a miserable path like you? Basic, useless!” reply black magician no less hard. Marc never thought of the black witch's words.

As his body began to freeze, the effects of the silver jewel being destroyed, Marc instead saw the black magician not feeling the same at all. That person, was even chanting some incantations. With a heavy sound.

Before long, a portal appeared before him. Before entering, the black magician looked to look towards Marc. “Happy to enjoy the torment of the Sky, Death Hunter!” he followed a thunderous laugh. Until he disappeared from behind the portal, his laughter still lingered in Marc's ears.

“It turns out, our plan was wrong! Shit!” marc is upset. Now, there was no other choice in his brain. He's desperate. And he, ready to accept the consequences of his folly.

Reine, too, did not move at all. Although Marc repeatedly shouted, the woman did not reply. In a desperate situation, Marc can only weep for Reine's departure, which leaves no word.

Now, he's just left alone. In failure. Not just forsaken by the woman he loves. However, it was also abandoned by her sidekick who was also a victim of the cruelty of the black magician.

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Ravens!

Get up, you stupid creature!

Raven!!

“Tasks... There's still one! You don't remember?” asked Gray, who was communicating from the other side of the world. “I'm sorry, but... Miss... is dead” replied Raven with half limp. “What did you say?! Even so, you... Ravs... Listen..” respond Gray whose voice is getting disjointed. Because, Raven's hand that was wearing a communication device, slowly became a stone.

Raven let out a long breath. “Cannot. I'm failing. Although the sword I was able to reach, Miss. What's more, the girl is dead. Missy... I'm sorry..” said Raven softly. When he gave up hope, Raven looked down not realizing something had happened.

A bunch of butterflies, seem to fly in tandem. The butterflies seemed to dance around Reine's body that was no longer moving. They, like, are trying to wake Reine back up.

Marc was the first to realize that. In amazement, he was speechless. The butterfly, continues to surround Reine's body until a light appears dazzling to the view.

Suddenly, in the world that ended in destruction, suddenly raised a breeze. It came so soft and turned so fast. Marc watched the whole process, until he saw Reine's body lifted by the wind. And still, surrounded by butterflies.

Marc confused. He can't speak. Despite his brain, repeatedly ordered his mouth to speak.

Reine's body was spinning in the wind. A violent tornado sets Reine trapped inside. A few seconds later, a flash of light appeared from Raven's left side.

Like a passing comet, a flash of light pierced through the sea of wind that trapped Reine. Raven's aghast. He narrowed his eyes, in order to see and believe what was before him.

That glint, turned into a sword with a medium-sized iron handle. A legend sword that only someone in this world possessed. A weapon made especially by the sky for someone.

As the sword managed to grasp it tightly, the body trapped in the whirlwind, slowly lowered back down. When the two naked feet emerged from behind the whirlwind, Raven's face seemed happy again.

Followed by a bunch of butterflies behind her, a woman in a bluish-white knee-length dress appeared. With her hair along her beautifully-dissolved back, the woman's smile felt soothing. Just swinging the sword and plugging it into the ground, life around there like back to the way it was.

“Nona...” said Raven half moved. “Bad kid! I told you, call me when you really need me!” reply the woman who even, scolded Raven. “I'm sorry, Miss.” regret Raven meant it.

The woman immediately cleared up the mess. He appears to be spreading his left hand over the ground. For a second, shards of silver gems were seen gathering under his palm.

When it gripped its left hand, the silver jewel had returned to the origin. Not to forget, he was seen bringing the silver jewel closer to the handle of his sword. Again, Marc was surprised.

The jewel, immediately entered occupying the engraving on the sword handle belonging to the woman. Bak, the jewel has returned to his home. With peace, the world went back to normal.

“Who... You?” chirps Marc is impatient. What the woman did, was no longer able to enter Marc's mind. He even narrowed his eyes while shaking his head.

The woman turned to Marc. “I? Hmmm, you can call me..” the answer stopped for a moment. He seemed to think.

“Carine?”