Reiko smirked at Ceris, "Your end is now."

Upon the rest of the groups contact with Ceris' legs, Reiko swung her sword hard at the demon's forehead. The united battlecries rung loudly, and the combined force of the attacks penetrated Ceris's body. Black blood gushed from his wounds. He fell to the ground.

"Why? Why did I die... here?" Ceris breathed his last breath and spoke his last words. Finally, the battle was over. Reiko's wings disappeared, as did the marks on her face.

"We... did it!" Sly yelled excitedly, sheathing her sword and throwing her fists in the air.

"... But at what cost?", Sessu looked to his side at their opponents fast-decaying body, which had consumed Sirra. Sly looked to the ground, feeling foolish for forgetting what had happened. Sure, she may not have cared much for Sirra, but she does have respect for the dead.

"Either way, we will make sure her death does not go invain!"

However, everyone's attention was directed away when they heard the sound of flesh tearing. They looked to Ceris's body, seeing a sword cutting through from the inside of his body. Once a big enough hole was cut, blood gushed out, covering the stone beneath. Among all the blood, was none other than Sirra.

"That... won't be necessary, Reiko. I'm not as dead as you guys think...", the girl announced, leaning up. She was covered in blood and God-Knows-What-Else.

Sessu grinned, "Sirra!"

The boy ran over, running through the blood, and hugging his sister, not caring what she was covered in.

"Uhh... Yeah. Welcome back to the world outside of a demon's stomach, Sirra." Sly took a step back.

"Ick, good to be back." the red-haired girl shook her head to get some of the blood off, and wiped her hand down her face. "Would be better if there were somewhere I could bathe..."

"Err... Sorry I couldn't try to save you, Sirra..." Ammo scratched his head.

"No worries. I don't think anyone could've saved me at that point." Sirra's happy look turned into a glare, "Though you COULD've thanked me for saving YOU."

Theboy scratched his head, trying to think of something to say. But beforecould speak, he was interrupted... By music. Soft music.

"... Is that a harp?", Sly looked around. The rest of the friends looked around as well. "An' where's it coming from?"

"Congratulations, young heroes. You've passed the Strength Challenge." The voice was soft and gentle. A cloaked man, much like Soul, appeared infront of the group.

Sorry for making this part so short. I'll make up for it soon, I promise! D: