Artist: n/a - Song: n/aWhy doesn't this stubborn man see I've tried to give him a way out.
Magnolia thought to herself as she looked forward at the man who had spoken those defiant words. Looked into those silver eyes as her hand tightened around the shaft of her eastern blade. I don't owe him any more than the graciousness I've given him. He has chosen his path.
Magnolia's eyes flickered, perhaps for a moment respect could be seen for the vibrant, valiant, foolhardy warrior before her. Respect, however, wouldn't stop her from what needed to be done; the price of the lives of her men needed to be paid if the payment needed to be blood well. . . so be it.
She was never one who actively sought to end the lives of others, on the contrary. Magnolia often would try her best to preserve life. That was why for her, this was a necessary evil; it was the way of the world to have to climb over mountains of bodies to see change. It was just she had hoped that, maybe, she could save the ones who seemed to be teachable. Funny right? Here they were, in the middle of an irreconcilable feud born from two factions who could not find common ground, and she was trying once again to find an alternative.
She remembered the words she told henrex vividly. there are no righteous. There are no winners in war, there are only losers.
She remembered her declaration to that sullen man, who had sought a more peaceful resolution. As a shinigami, it is our mandate to maintain the balance in this world. I have only killed demons. They, in turn, have tried to kill me.
Maybe Bid'daum knew what option the golden-haired shinigami would take. Maybe, he knew much better than her what outcome had been ordained. The momentary expression of somber sadness which masked Magnolia's face probably would clear up his fate soon enough; today he was ordained to die. From her expression, it was clear that she was sorry, sorry for what was about to be done.
Magnolia's eastern blade would gather momentum as she had raised it towards the sky, and brought it downwards towards the earth with all her strength. Bid'daums blood would spatter her clothing, staining her golden hair red as she hewn the man in two, from crown to crotch his body would be cut in half. She would watch the light as it left his eyes, as the pride and defiance became a mask of blankness.
She would watch his body fall, lax as it dissipated into a reddened light. Her eyes would shift, looking upon the chaos of battle that surrounded her. Am I any better than them?
She'd think to herself, as her spiritual energy broke free, a veritable storm of spiritual energy wailing over the battlefield as it got the attention of every demon and human alike. They all looked upon the sullen, bloodstained woman. "Shadow Fall, you have lost. Your commander was slain by my hand. I give you two options. "
Magnolia's golden eyes were hollow as they ranged across the faces of her men, and the faces of her enemies. "Die, or leave. "
She proclaimed as the onslaught of her spiritual energy would generate thunderstorms in the region surrounding the battle, torrential downpour hammering upon the battered, war-torn earth.
Portals would open up across the field of battle, and shadow fall would flee. Only then would the roars of victory assail this desolate place. Men and women in tears, finally, they had thrown off those that had oppressed them. Soon after, radio equipment had been set up, and broadcast throughout America, to every city under the shadow-fall rule, there were countless households which would hear the static change to words.
Magnolia looked over the battlefield, at those who remained. She looked at the bloodied men, and women, and it was for them that she hoisted her naginata towards the heavens. It was for them that her sonorous voice rang loudly in the field of battle. "They are not unbeatable! Today, they have lost the state of Kansas. Today, we have freed and returned land to it's rightful owners!"
Magnolia's magnetic voice was drown out by the roar of her warriors, and she'd wait for silence to resume before speaking once more. " Many of our comrades today have given their lives fighting for this victory. Let us keep them in our hearts, Let us show them what they yearned to see, what they fought for."
Magnolia stamped the pommel of her weapon upon the ground, letting the rumble shake the region around her. "To those who can hear my voice, to the oppressed know this: This is only the beginning! We will not rest until Shadow-Fall rule has been wrested from this nation, We will not tire until you are free. So to those who are disheartened, to the downtrodden and oppressed, stand tall and fight! "
Magnolia's voice echoed across the field of battle. " Be proud of your roots. For together we are mighty!"
Magnolia finished saying what she had to say, and the comm's would fall once more to silence. Now, they would bury the dead, they would make make-shift tombstones for them. It was a battle won, but there still had been casualties.