The Vanguard II

"Rias, w-we shouldn't... we have to fight until the end!"

Sona was reluctant to call her sister to die in here, Ares was already a terrifying opponent... with that sword, he was nothing short of a horrendous monster to any devil, a satan was no different.

"Sona, this won't be a fight." Rias was holding much the same thoughts, her hands emerged with destruction... she wasn't going to call her beloved brother to just perish here... his fight against Ares hadn't been an obliterating victory. Sirzechs had barely managed to come at the top against the God of War back then.

*WHOOOSH!*

It was in the middle of this despair that two silhouettes appeared in this world.

*RUMBLE!!!*

Shattering auras of two powerful entities were released, Satan Class.

They appeared in front of Rias, Sona and Azazel, their backs had two big black wings, and their heads had a pair of horns and black halos; their identities were clear.

One of the ladies with long silver hair had a gigantic sword on her shoulders, while the other with a black bandage on her eyes, held a sheathed long odachi.

"You two..." Azazel immediately recognised them and released the biggest exhalation of relief in a longest while.

"Hoh?~ so it is the two of you who came to save this girl in the end?~" Ares mocked and waved his sword, ready to fight... his eyes were focused mainly on the beauty with long silver hair who was looking at his sword much the same way.

The Legendary Sword Trascendense, created by the Smithing God himself, shone in ecstasy.

"2B... go to the underworld," A2 said without room for negotiation, making her 'sister' sigh.

"Can you handle them?" 2B glanced at the two enemies that by all right they should be fighting together, but... there was more than one battlefield in which they were needed.

"You can handle Satanael, right, Azazel?~" A2 asked without even looking back at the Leader of Grigori.

"I guess I can, Nephilim Lass..." Azazel scratched the back of his head through the armour as if to get rid of his exasperation.

"Then go, 2B... take Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri away..."

"That's not going to happen!" Satanael yelled and flashed like a bolt with a lightning spear towards A2. The woman sighed and swung her sword as if it weighed like a feather.

*BOOMMM!!*

The world seemed to have stopped amidst the shock and only a hazy dark shadow was seen moving, picking up Rias, Sona and Gasper before she flashed away from the incoming shockwave.

Both Nephilim and Cadre clashed only for Satanael to see how his attack failed to even move A2!

"You're not my opponent, old crow!"

She swung her sword audaciously and Satanael evaded it thanks to his flapping wings, but he wasn't able to evade the incoming kick to the abdomen.

!!!

*BAAANGGG!!*

His figure shot like a rocket, blasting through several buildings as A2 lazily placed her sword back on her shoulder, looking at the amused Ares.

She dropped the sword and it crashed so heavily against the ground by its mere weight... that a big krater with clouds of dust was produced.

Leaving those two Azaze flashed forward to meet his own enemy, someone that he had long ago called a comrade.

"Annette Andrealphus... I can't say I expected your Nephilim Faction to meddle in this matter, are you out of your mind?~ why would you protect these pitiful girls?" Ares floated in front of her with his sword ready, the Nephilim Faction wasn't as remarkable for their strength as they were for their intelligence capacity... they were -up to some degree- involved in almost every matter related to the underworld.

Their methods were so secret that it wasn't until two years ago that the existence of their first member was disclosed, Annette Andrealphus... as for that lady that fled just now, he didn't even know who she was but assumed her to belong to the same group.

Any foe they faced didn't make it alive... hence, their identities were difficult to disclose.

"What makes you think I'm here to protect them" A2 smirked amusedly, but that didn't make sense to Ares.

*BOOOOMMM!!*

Destruction and barriers took place not too far away, signifying the start of the fight between two cadres... at this stage, even Onmyojis would have appeared to settle the supernatural incident taking place, but their absence also didn't bring any good premonitions to A2.

It was as if Ares was being allowed to do this.

"I couldn't care about the devils... but the current underworld as a whole is the home of millions of angels and fallen angels... the home of dozens of scattered Nephilim; we have worked hard to create the current underworld, devils or not... I won't allow you to shatter everything for your own vengeance, Ares".

"Is that so? but you can't do shit... I can still sense that woman inside the barrier that I have set, spatial transportation is blocked, you can't-"

His eyes widened for a moment, just like A2's but for different reasons.

The lady together with Rias and Sona just disappeared and he couldn't even tell how or why?!

"You were saying? we have our own means... God of War, now... let's stop wasting time!"

Both of A2's wings flapped and her sword clashed against Durandall, bringing her and the God of War away from this battlefield in hopes that the destruction would be kept at a minimum, it was the same that Azazel was doing.

'I don't think I can defeat you... but I can at least buy time!' A2 was no fool, this is the God of War Ares... and he also has a legendary holy sword. The danger to which she's subjecting herself is unprecedented but even then... her gaze contorted into a maniacal grim...

'When has my life not been in danger?!~'

Trascendense shone with sparks, clashing against Durandall as both entities shattered the clouds.

Ares found himself physically weaker than Annette and smirked maniacally before a crimson berserk aura engulfed him.

"Let's do this, Nephilim!"

*BOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!-------