Victory didn’t care to answer to her sister as she rested a palm on her neck before cracking it with a smile on her face - all as blood fell from her fists.

“Nnnnyrugh~ I think I need a new fancy title… Archdemon Monarch of the Primordial Blood just doesn’t have a nice ring to it as my personal title. Too mouthy. Oooo~ maybe Divine Demon of The Primordial Blood would be more catchy~?” <Victory>

Clearly not caring about the similarities to a certain bastard’s name.

The archdemons who were still loyal to her certainly seemed to be satisfied with her relief filled face - her taking out her stress of Vibrant clearly doing a lot for her mood. There were maybe few things that could allow her to let off steam than putting the pride into a pit of despair & hopelessness. Though there was one thing she could think of.

“Only thing better than this would be breaking disgusting oath breakers!” <Victory>

Her toothy grin grew at the thought of tearing apart those who explicitly went against the contents of the contracts they had agreed to. They were ironically sacred to demon kind. With the blood of the primordial god of covenants now adding to her power; the importance she placed on agreements only became even stronger than when she first created the demon people.

Which is why it greatly upset her that her brother, that she trusted, ended up short changing her by purposefully ignoring the intentions behind the contract he had signed.

Being reminded of that promptly made her frown; however she also couldn’t say he exactly broke the contract with her since she only owed some of his blood. Whether that blood was judged to have contained all the potential she desired… That was not something she could argue about.

“Grr~ well there is a loophole in my words - little shrapnel - as I only mentioned considering not to destroy this world yet since I am hoping for a long standing relationship… I’ll keep to the intention.” <Victory>

Not looking toward the archangel of life as she said this.

The angel themselves was displeased as they understood very well what this was about… Proving a point to them. She purposefully left a massive loophole, knowing that they couldn’t refuse anyway, then put the loophole in front of the angel while merrily saying “look at this thing that I could use to fuck you over but won’t be doing” as if they were a saint.

Spitting in their face while then “helping them” by pointing out something was on their face. It proved that the demon could indeed be trusted but also reminded the archangel where they stood which was clear if someone looked at the dismissive look in Victory’s eyes. She didn’t care what the angel thought.

And yet there was nothing the archangel could do (despite their well respected race) to go against the demoness at this time. They simply had to do as they were instructed - once again regenerating the flesh of the blonde haired oni who was mere moments from death. Victory even showed “trust” in that fact as she never bothered turning around to actually see the process.

However, the angel wasn’t so stupid as to think this actually came from a place of respect. Rather she knew full well that there was nothing they could do in retaliation; figuratively holding the contract over the head of the angel without saying a word. Merely reminding them that there existed an obvious loophole that she was kindly not using against them.

Once again Vibrant stood up with her newly regenerated hand quickly turning to stone before she could even do anything with it. Silently looking down at the scattered shattered swords that were caught up in the explosive punch. A solumness surrounded the sword saint as she actually began to tear up as she desperately strained her body in an attempt to move her arms.

But nothing but some slight shaking was visible.

“If… If only I could move my arms… If only…” <Vibrant>

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she even began to sniffle.

“Tsk~ now you’re even crying~?” <Victory>

Nevertheless, her other third showed no sign of compassion as she turned around with a look of disgust plastering her face. Slamming her fists together to create a powerful explosion that flew away the rubble so that it all sat at the edges of the dome. Launching herself forward in an explosion of purple flower petals with her fist impacting Vibrant right in her stomach.

Before the sword saint could be sent flying backward her hand reached out the grab a handful of hair as she slammed the similar looking face into her knee. Clearly not being just a matter of business as she aggressively & violently continued to knee her sister in the face to the point where even Leviathan couldn’t help grimacing. The entire time Vibrant growled like a hound hungry for blood and (when she finally threw her aside by her hair and sent her hurtling through a lamp post) Vibrant was no longer recognisable.

“All my life was spent looking up at you only for you to constantly tell me how weak I am… Tell me sister, who is really the weak one? The one who never gave up or the one who spirals into self destruction after merely losing a single form of power!” <Victory>

“You… Took everything from me…” <Vibrant>

Not even able to get up as her wings had been shattered and her arms were certainly in no position to help push her up. Lying almost motionless on her side as blood trickled down from her broken face as she occasionally spit up blood. Seeing one of her selves, one of the heads of Violet, giving in enraged the demoness who slammed her foot onto the ground to launch her forwards before the archangel even had a chance to heal Vibrant.

“I GAVE YOU AN OPPORTUNITY TO BECOME GREATER!” <Victory>

Her foot promptly connects with the sullen figure to punt her across the radius of the dome to heavily impact with the bloody dome that Victory herself had created. The powerful curse filled dome rippled out as cracked under the powerful impact while the girl in question clearly couldn’t stand the power as her body itself was almost torn in half. Victory wasn’t done as she didn’t even make any kind of recognisable sound as she screamed at her pathetic sister.

“GRNARNAR!” <Victory>

Positioning her hand in front of her as a similar powerful intent began to form of a violet blade around her blade like a digit. Of course, Vibrant also recognised her power but could do nothing more than watch as the demoness was surrounded by petals once more. Unleash her attack with a silent downward hand chop that appeared to cut even the light itself.

[Sangre del Absoluto Curse: Vibrant Hatred]

Vibrant not even fighting back only made her so angry that she ignored the shouts of everyone else in the dome; some worried about her while others worried about what this meant for their deal. Despite everything that separated the trio - the Violet trio still shared the same soul even if it was split into parts due to how great it was. Therefore nobody could predict what would happen if one of them were to actually die since it was a very different matter than going into reincarnation like Vivi did.

Hatred was an emotion that blinded, however.

Not caring as all her suffering was coalesced into an intent that rippled the air as it threatened to be unleashed if not for how blind Victory had become to the outside world. A hole was promptly cut in the dome from above which then the bloody crescent beam continued on to cut the demoness in half before she could finish what would have been the most devastating attack the world had seen. Surprise could be seen on her face as her eyes widened at the attack that came out of nowhere while the archdemons were equally surprised.

From the hole dropped a fox wielding two random swords that they had picked up along the way with a fierce bloodlust engulfing the entirety of their blood stained fur coat. Ten mighty tail flailed around as they had arrived just in time to save Vibrant without caring that they had killed Victory… Or at least everyone thought Victory was dead.

“Ngegh…” <Victory>

The collapsing demon blood orb coalesced into a whirlwind above as the divine demon moved her hands to hold herself together as that blood seeped into her to regenerate her wound. Looking at the shocked faces with some satisfaction if not for her growing distaste for the fox who had served her well while under the influence of her curse. Though seemingly his memory had begun to return if just a bit.

It took little time for her to actually recover from the fatal blow as she spread out her arms with a dismissive smile on her face.

“I have achieved what many sought out - complete immortality which only the scaless bitch & Navy had previously been able to achieve so how do you plan to win vihihihi!” <Victory>

Though the fox didn’t answer to her obvious goading as he simply narrowed his eyes while the archangel promptly flew over in a cold sweat. Their divine light falling onto the barely living Vibrant as she once again returned from the grasp of death which no doubt was beginning to annoy whichever god was in charge of that kind of thing. Not that the archangel of life would be very receptive to them.

“She likely has the same weakness that Navy does but is supplementing that with her demonic energy's ability to grow based on the blood she consumes. Though, if I had to guess, this’ll be tough as I think she’s using the abilities of her archdemons to overwhelm or escape whenever needed while maybe having something from the snake. Mix that with whatever other wacky abilities she has now…” <Vibrant>

Even now the wingless angel of the blade returned to standing as she faced Victory with all the pride that she could muster despite her inability to fight.

“Then we just keep cutting.” <Arthur Bloodleaf Indigo>

So said the husband of Violent & dragon slaying blade of myth.