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⤷ ༉‧₊ ┆𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 [ 004 ] ✩

⤷ ༉‧₊ ┆𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 [ 004 ] ✩

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❝𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆.❞ Jericho groaned out clenching her fist against her chest. "How was he able to escape from the amber?" Guila sweated, her brows creasing.

In a quick motion the sword was taken from her hand. Her hand itself was ripped off with it.

Screaming out at the sudden rush of pain pulsing through her arm.

Meliodas just stood there blankly looking at the holy knight. "How dare you!" Exhaling sharply watching as he tossed her severed hand to the ground.

Swinging his sword down causing a big explosion to set off. "I don't believe it. One little wave caused a huge blast like that? No!" Seeing Guila laid out on the ground, not moving.

Grabbing her hand she uses the green orb attached to the black haired holy knights armor.

A green bubble forming around them healing their wounds and making Guila recover her hand now reattached.

While Ban was talking to the knights, getting ready to start fighting again he pushed them back and leaped forward. "Captain, is it really you in there--"

Not listening, Meliodas sliced through his waist. "What in the world is going on here?" You catechized.

Keeping your emotion filled [e/c] eyes on the scene in front of you. "[y/n], Elizabeth, are you feeling okay?"

A burn hawk asked, coming up behind them. "we're fine, hawk." Elizabeth spoke for them both. "How's Meliodas doing? Do you have any idea?" You asked.

Sitting on her knees and placing her hands onto hawks' snouts. "Hell if I know! Is that crazy-ass guy really Meliodas?"

A blast goes off around them, causing Elizabeth to fly back somewhere. "Lizzy!" Trying to reach out for your cousin.

The dirty dust cleared and you sat in the middle of a crater on a piece of the original land that was still standing.

Meliodas stood in front of you and hawk.

The blonde demon leaned down inches away from her face and began to sniff around. "Meliodas?" Standing up you cupped his cheeks, gazing down at his face.

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