Another wave came a deafening roar of thunder. It shot the ground like a merciless God, it's only aim, to kill what's left of the devastated Tokyo. Souls ran from an invisible enemy, many of them, an army of them. They rose from the ground causing a violent shake that threatened to destroy the cities neighboring Tokyo. The cracks only spread quicker, faster as the seconds pass, sooner or later, it would cover the whole of Japan and the people could only pray that the tragedies would end, but it seemed never ending, it was only just the beginning of things.

It took only a few more Sonido's before Claire went to a full stop, she held her right hand sidewards as if to warn everyone behind her not to get any closer than this.

"Where here." She said, gritting her teeth in annoyance, she covered her nose as if the smell made her sick. "Welcome to the new hell."

She felt another reiatsu not far away from them, also of a human, but different from the special ones behind her, she's smelled this scent before, the smell of a quincy.
The light of her arrow caught everyone's attention, not only was it bright, but it stood out from the darkness that covered everything. It was like a signal fire, following it would lead to the hundreds of enemies, souls, the lowest form of them.



Claire kept her silence, she knew he would summon them here, but it wouldn't be wise to tell them what they are, for now atleast.

Sora Stopped behind Kyouga and Clair he twirled his white blade in his hand and looked at the girl a Quincy not doubt due to the arrows and the power she had. Sora focus on what was ahead of him and he flared his reiastu he was going to take everything or anyone who wanted to fight as serious as he could. Alright then let's finish this.... Sora thought to himself before getting one last breath in Alright I have to keep my promise...I won't fail I can't fail!

Waka came to a halt next to Sora, twirling his flute around before playing the 16 note melody amidst all the chaos. The majestic white Wolf appeared. Waka said aloud, " 4^th Tier Reflector - Snarling Beast. " A gold circular weapon appeared slowly and hovered above Amaterasu's back. The Wolf stepped in front of Waka, ready for battle.



(Snarling Beast Equipped):

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Noctis tossed his gear into the air and caught it as it transformed and fell into his large but agile blade. He gave a smile to the battlefield and whispered a few words to himself. ''Let's do this..." He used the concrete around him to create a type of metal-armor for himself. Noct's eyes turned red with fury. He was ready.

The enemies were dull, just as Claire had suspected, they were merely walking around and chasing after humans like mindless enraged souls. There souls visibly had burning cracks engraved over there semi-transparent skin. They burned red-orange, they burned crimson, they are burned over and over, for eternity, and here, they were set free.

Claire skipped vanishing mid air, she re-appeared far ahead of them, behind her a rain of cards aiming to destroy many of the souls. Her expression was blank, sorrow in her eyes, there was something she's not telling them, but it's for there own good.

Landing on the floor, the cards hit the target perfectly, number flickered on the cards as if they were set of too do something when the time went out, Claire jumped away once more spinning around to kick a few of them away from here, the ones hit by her rain of cards exploded when the time ran out. She shot a look over the humans.

"The path is clear, make your pick!" she yelled, crushing a card to turn it into a katana. She sonidos farther slicing a few of them along the way, clearing a path yet again.

''Show off...." Noctis whispered as he kept the same sadistic smile on his face. He sneered at her before teleporting in the center of the battlefield and conjuring a couple of gargantuan blades out of trees and circling them around himself like a tornado, picking off several of the zombie-like creatures. He used his telekinesis to topple a couple of small complexes onto the incoming horde. Several were taken out, yet so many were left. It felt endless. How long would they have to keep fighting?