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"I said silence!" the phoenix demon bellowed as he kicked her in the stomach, making sure to add enough force to crack some ribs. "You think I will destroy myself? You are a pathetic, desperate excuse for an embodiment!" he spouted as he gripped the Tablets in his hand, the wind roaring around him and making his crimson highlighted hair flow around his face. "I control the Tablets of Destiny! I control everything! Anything I want I have! I can do anything and not have to suffer the consequences! Let me show you an example. Or better yet, why don't you become the example!" The royal blue mist steamed around his clenched fist as the Tablets shined, ready to exert its master's wishes as force for someone else. Anzu's face contorted with both rage and satisfaction. He opened his mouth to give out his first order...
...And lightning shot down on him.
The lightning was a quick flash, too quick for Anzu to react but slow enough for him to see. He was helpless. The burning force would have catapulted him fifty feet had the trees not caught him at ten. Surprised and sore, Anzu fell to the ground with a heavy thud and groaned out as he struggled to stay awake.
Meanwhile, Enlil stood a few steps away from where Anzu was earlier, panting while clutching his arm. He walked towards Galatea and crouched down, his face filled with concern. "Ga... Galatea," he breathed heavily and looked at her body with horror in his eyes. "You're damaged badly..."

Remembering Anzu, Enlil nodded and let the wind hurry him to the weakened demon. Anzu was barely on his feet, trying to recover from the viscous burn on his chest when he saw the storm god approaching. He clenched his jaw angrily and tried to punch at him, but he was too dizzy and dazed to think straight. Enlil dodged with ease and delivered a swift uppercut to his abdomen, causing him to double over and stagger back. It was a one-sided fight. Enlil delivered blow after blow, and Anzu was helpless against him.
"This is for stealing from me!"
A blow to the gut.
"This is for ruining the world!"
A kick at the ribs.
"This is for your arrogance!"
A blow to the side of his face.
Enlil quickly clutched the collar of Anzu's bloody shirt and pulled him up. Anzu was a pitiful sight, his face beaten to a pulp but somehow it still harbored the hatred he held over the millennium. "And this," the storm god seethed, lightning shining behind him and the wind howling with equaled rage. "is for Galatea!!" He punched Anzu square on the face and dropped him, watching him hit the floor like a sack of potatoes. Immediately the used-to-be threat buckled and collapsed, lost of conscious. Enlil stared at the defeated warrior with a mixed look of disgust, fury, and pity. He would have been such a good warrior, he thought as he leaned down and took his Tablets back.
The Tablets of Destiny hissed with what he thought was happiness, happiness for their reunion. The world felt much more stable with his precious Tablets in his possession again. But right now wasn't the time for epilogue. Once the dog tags were fastened around his neck, Enlil turned and hurried to Galatea's side. Stay with me, he thought, nearly prayed.

"It's going to be okay." Enlil said, though he wasn't sure if he was telling that to her or to him. It had been so long since he had used the Tablets, he wasn't sure how to handle it that well. C'mon, work! Work dammit! he yelled mentally at the dog tags only to get nothing in return. Why wasn't it working? Cursing himself in every language, Enlil clasped Galatea's hand, he tried not to let the blood make his fingers slip. "Stay with me, Galatea. We'll get through this." he begged.

His blue eyes took on a glassy sheen as she spoke, his grip on her hands tightened. "Don't say that!" he said with a cracked voice. "We're going to get through this! I have the Tablets, I can help you!" He dipped his head so his hair could hide his tearful eyes, but if it wasn't the tears falling that deceived him, it was his shuddering shoulders. "Why won't they work?" he cried softly, a few wisps of blue smoke behind him.

Nodding, Enlil leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, ignoring the metallic taste of blood he was greeted with or the salt of his tears. The kiss was passionate yet frightful at the same time, because he had a feeling this would be the very last time they ever shared a moment. Please, he thought with desperation in his thoughts. Please heal her. I need her back. I want her back. His eyes were closed, but had they been opened he might've seen the royal blue fog around them.

"No... No! No, stay with me! Galatea!" Enlil cried as she fell limp against his arms. "Galatea!" he said desperately and tried to shake her from her immortal sleep. No use. Letting out a shuddering breath, the god tipped his head back and wailed in agony to the Heavens, his thunder roaring in unison. The sky poured out all the tears he felt he could cry, it was hard to tell apart his own tears from his rain's.