"Do they think turning us to stone will stop me" the wrath said drawing his scythe from the air burning the dead grass he was standing on, "It will only delay their sweet deaths."
"You are the most twisted being in the universe," I said, "nightmare would at least give his kill a quick death."
"You really think you can take US on alone," He said duplicating until there were fifteen of him, "Rember my will is stronger than yours."
All fifteen of them had a different weapon and started to run at me which I responded to by running. They stayed on my heels.
They seemed to be moving more or less in step when running while five took the lead of their group. With no weapon at hand I had to out maneuver them.
The few that were after me were heavily equipped for running, as their weapons hitting the ground sending them back to the back of the group making the first attack easy to doge.
The next group of three was lightly armored but still had a heavy set weapon but still lighter than the last being able to get a few swings at me before their weapon hit the ground sending them to the back of the group.
This group managed to scratch me each scratch sending roars of success through the twenty cheering their comrades on.
The next two didn't have a weapon but lightly armored instead these few used the darkness as their means of attack.
These two were able to out maneuver me but were clumsy with their aim, so to compensate they circled me while running. The only difference between the two was one used long ranged attacks and the other used close range.
The one that used close range attacks was quickly slammed into the ground but kept getting back up as soon as I knocked him down.
I felt myself tiring but the wrath and his spawn were only speeding up slowly.
"This is not how it will end," I said to myself getting my adrenalin running speeding myself back up.
Both of my attackers faded into a black mist and went into the scythe.
I was caught off guard by four each welding a light weapon meant for a running battle along with light armor.
The first one to attack me had a miniature great sword and he knew how to use it.
He hit me several times not cutting me but sending me flying before becoming a part of the scythe.
The next to attack me was welding a curved, single edged dagger with a heart shaped hollow and a gut hook on the back.
He was erratic when attacking leaving me able to grab onto the back of the dagger and take it in my left hand while getting back onto my feet. instead of turning into mist with the former welder the dagger shined silver loosing it's black sheen.
The third was welding a sickle in a back handed grip aiming only for my neck. Even though his slashing was calculated his last companion, besides the wrath, who was welding a torch burning with a black fire in one hand and an Iron stake in the other tripped him burning them in a black fire.
"Now it's just me and you wrath," I said coming to a halt, "How about we settle this, now!"
He came to a halt and said, "You really want to die that badly."
I calmed myself trying to summon all of my power,
but nothing came to me.
My power had dissipated into nothing.
"Having trouble," Wrath said while slowly approaching me.
Power or no power I will fight on.
Darkness is no more
He ran at me wit his scythe aimed for a one hit kill.
Darkness is no more
The scythe was at my neck.
"Darkness is no more!!! I yelled as the scythe made contact with the gut hook on my dagger narrowly missing my neck.
"This is new," The wrath said jumping back.
I looked at my dagger and saw the hollow was filled white crystal that glowed with light. I also noticed my cloths had changed. I was now wearing white dress pants with a azure fire pattern on the legs. My shirt was also white with what seemed to be an azure armor covering my right hand. I was also wearing three belts that hung from my left shoulder to my right hip. The bottom belt had two pockets while the middle had six and the top eight.
"Lets see what you can do now," the wrath said charging at me.
I saw right through his attack and ducked when he least expected it and grabbed the scythe by the shaft with my right hand.
"Light-born rage!" I yelled yanking the scythe from his hands throwing it over my shoulder and pointing my armored hand at the wrath unleashing a furry of white crystals at the wrath sealing him within a white crystal.
I retrieved the scythe yanking the black crystal out of it's socket and walked back to the wrath still encased in crystal.
"I command the darkness of adapting rage to return to the crystal of which he came," I said pulling the wrath back into the black crystal.
The endless pasture started to fade into what seemed to be a garden when the wrath was absorbed into the crystal.