[Tacitus]

*As Darz lunges at Fallen he is met with the cruel sting if a flaming blade and the cold smack of a Adamantium Mace. Yemeth and Abaden are both moving with speeds that can exactly match Darz. Each of the Brothers of Soul and Blood stare at Darz as he rises off the ground.*

Three (in unison): We are One as Three.
Abaden: The Transcendant
Fallen: The Fallen
Yemeth: The Undying

Castus: I feel a deep, dark, and demonic energy flowing from them all. Are you sure it is wise to fight them Darz?

*Before he can answer the Three all lunge at him at once, the Two of Blood providing a distraction for the Undying. Even though they are only creating a distraction they still make their best efforts to attack him.*

~~meanwhile~~

*May slowly rises and stares into the darkness. She grips the two swords tightly, each burst into flames, each as pure white as the field of light that surrounds her.*

May: Even though I cannot feel the presence of my lover, he is always with me. As is Ryu, friend and ally. Each have left imprints upon my soul. This blade *hold up the Holy Avenger* is of my own soul. This blade *holds up Animus Caritas* is of my lover's soul. And this *She strikes one with the other, when the flash of light fades to the ambient level of light around it, only one blade does she hold, she then kneels upon the ground* is the mixture of the Two, brought forth by the Holy One.

*She holds the sword before her, tip to ground.*

ooc: like that, but she's wearing white, kneeling, and her hair is a bit different