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"I'd ask Envy since she'd been in this position before, but it seems she's still imprisoned from Nikolai's last attack." Luxure pondered aloud.
Ish shook his head. "He. Envy's a he now. New body."
"Oh? When did that happen?"
"Long time. Not really. But long enough. Months. Few of them."
"Then why isn't he here?"
Ish shrugged.
Luxure rolled her eyes and looked back at the one-sided battle. She then looked at Leon. "You're the one he's closest to, right? Surely you two have had fights, yes? How do you make him calm down?"

Luxure thought for a while. "Until any of us can come up with a better plan, we'll all fight him." she said and looked to the other Sins. "We'll weaken him, force him to be unable to fight. Hopefully he'll be too weak by then to be insane, and if not then Leon can talk him back to reality. Does that sound good?" Ish nodded and looked at the rest.

"Then don't. I don't think you could even stand a chance against him, anyway." Luxure said, her red mist solidifying in her hands to form two sharp looking hand fans. "Hide. Maybe try to distract him now and then so we can sneak up on him. Heal us if you can, I don't know Neutralisa powers." She turned back to the dark smoke, nodded, and stepped through it, catching Nikolai's attention. He tossed Shiloh a good distance over his shoulder and vanished, reappearing in front of Luxure with that twisted smile twitching on his face. He didn't seem to notice anyone outside of Chaos' barrier. He struck at her, but Luxure defended with one of her fans, moving at a surprisingly fast speed of her own.
Ish, meanwhile, gently pat Beatrice's back. "Protect. That's what I'll do. I'll protect you. So don't be sad. Or scared. Because I'm here. To protect you." he comforted. His gray missed swallowed him whole, and when it went away it showed him in his own Full-Sin form. His irises were completely black, so dark that his pupils couldn't be seen, and there were lines coming out of them in some sort of facial design; a bandana still clung to his mouth, only this one was black with a strange smile drawn on it; his outfit changed into a black outfit resembling that of a ninja's that clung loosely to his shoulders, exposing his chest to show bandages that weren't doing their job of binding the large mouth over his chest. In fact there were a lot of mouths all over Ish's body. He hid them, summoning them for only when he needed them, but they completely surrounded him, some being in his hands, some in his legs, and all sorts of areas. He looked down at Beatrice and gave her the most comforting look he could (which wasn't much different from his usual empty stare) then launched himself out of the smoke to tackle Nikolai, managing to successfully hit him.
Meanwhile, the black smoke seemed to get thinner. It wouldn't last.

The fight was intense. Wrath and Pride's souls weren't completely synchronized like Ish's or Nikolai's, so Nikolai overwhelmed them when they found themselves fighting them alone. Even Luxure had no full form, and though she was easily overwhelmed by the crazed Sin, she was capable of holding her own.
Nikolai managed to numb Ish's arms and toss him away once he was weakened. He stood up and quickly dodged the barrage of punches thrown at him by Wrath. Unable to throw his own punches, Nikolai stretched his wings out and slammed them against the angry Sin, flattening them and using his tail to continuously stab them until Pride attacked. He snarled and was about to attack her when Ish attacked again, launching a stream of dark gray to immobilize him. Nikolai stumbled as the attack work, and Pride pulled him into a headlock. The crazed Sin sneered and forced his emotions numbed by spraying himself with his own fog. Graced with the familiar feeling of emptiness, Nikolai ignored the pain and frustration and stabbed Pride with his tail, then burrowed his claws into her shoulder and, with a hard pull, dislocated her shoulder.
By then Wrath was back into the attack. They seemed to get angrier the more Nikolai spoke, though it was hard to make out what he was saying. Wrath charge, so did Ish. Nikolai looked over his shoulder then in front of him. They were coming from both sides. Smirking, Nikolai only held up once hand and watched lazily as a marionette board materialized. Suddenly, Ish froze in place. His brows furrowed in struggle as he tried to get control of his limbs, but it was no use. Nikolai flicked his wrist, and Ish dodged him and instead charge at Wrath.
Nikolai enjoyed the sight of confused Wrath defending themselves from Ish, getting angrier the more he attacked. Perhaps he would just let Gluttony take on the rest of the other Sins? He could sense Leon here, anyway, so it would be per- Nikolai winced as something bounced off him. He looked down. Pennies? He jumped as he was hit again with more, the shock causing the marionette board to weaken for a split second, but it was all Ish needed. He freed himself instantly and turned back around to face Nikolai, whom was too busy trying to decide where the pennies came from. That's when it happened. The black smoke faded away, and there Nikolai could see the frail girl summoning pennies. Nikolai snarled at her and vanished, reappearing right in front of her with blood lust in his eyes.
"When will you weaklings realize that you're simply too weak for the likes of me?" he growled and grabbed Beatrice by the throat, lifting her up so she was dangling by her feet. He suddenly smiled. It was like his old grin, but his head twitches made it frightening. "Once I send you to the afterlife, be sure to tell Maggie-darling that her plans are getting worse, hmm?" Before he could do anything else, he found himself tackled to the ground. Pinning him down was Wrath, who lifted Nikolai up to face Ish.
Ish looked mad, even from ten feet away. His normally empty eyes were filled with fire. He grabbed his bandana and ripped it off his face, showing off not a shark mouth but a human one. At his will, though, it began to morph. He opened his mouth wide... wider... wider, still. His jaw unhinged and his mouth kept stretching, reaching his navel. A strong gust of wind came. No, it wasn't wind. It was Ish. He was inhaling.
His mouth became a black hole. Everything nearby got pulled into his mouth, digested and adding to his power. Nikolai struggled. Wrath seemed to be doing well, making sure to stand in front of Beatrice so she wouldn't get pulled in, but Nikolai? He'd get sucked in! Thinking quickly, he launched a plethora of purple snakes at Ish. They'd numb the hungry idiot and make him incapable of doing anything, at least long enough for him to steal his soul.
It went according to plan. Ish swallowed the snakes. But that's all that followed Nikolai's idea. The brunette closed his mouth right then, digesting the powers of the fog. A purple outline formed around his body, and his shins began to disappear into a foggy substance.
Nikolai winced as he realized what had happened. He stabbed Wrath with his tail and headbutted them until he was free, then appeared in front of Ish. He desperately slammed his claws against Ish's head, eager to separate the soul, but to his dismay he saw only his hand pass through. Because Ish swallowed the fog he absorbed its powers. Not only was he translucent now, but he had some of Nikolai's powers.

No matter which attack Nikolai used or how much he used it, they all passed through Ish harmlessly. Ish only watched as the crazed Sin grew frustrated. He was impenetrable, but he couldn't attack either. He glanced over at Beatrice. At least she was safe.
Nikolai growled as his attacks were useless, but he noticed the lack of attacks aimed at him as well. A stalemate was unnecessary, that brat was only prolonging his death! Sensing someone coming, Nikolai vanished to avoid a swing from Wrath's weapon, appearing on top of them to deliver a fatal swinging kick. Wrath fell with a yell, and as Nikolai slowly landed he found himself stabbed in the back three times by daggers. He hissed and managed to remove two of them, the other out of reach, and turned around to see Pride ways away. With the flick of his wrist Nikolai launched one dagger at her in blinding speed. Before he could launch the other one Wrath grabbed his ankles and tripped him.

Ish watched the fight unfold. It looked like they were starting to get the upper hand. He looked at his transparent hand. It would take a few more minutes for him to solidify again.

Wrath sat on top of Nikolai, binding his limbs to keep him weak and immobile. Nikolai flailed against his restraints, but Wrath was too strong. He looked to see Luxure moving in, her fans glowing with her red aura. If he got hit by that then he would be at a big disadvantage. He looked around, desperate for a situation out of this. He couldn't lose here! Not to that dreaded b-tch!
An idea popped in Nikolai's mind. Although restrained, his hands weren't completely useless. He focused his energy and felt the marionette board materialize. It moved, and so did Luxure.
She had a look of surprise on her face, then shame and frustration. Nikolai smirked. He moved the board again, and Luxure shot her fans at Wrath. Freed again, the Russian vanished then reappeared next to Pride, taking her surprise to his advantage and forcing her asleep with his fog. Wrath tried to make his way to her to wake her up, but Luxure was forced to fight him.
Nikolai laughed lightly as the fight shifted to his favor once again. Fortune favored the lazy, after all. He looked at Ish and grinned endearingly at him, watching his furrow his eyebrows in struggle before remembering something. Nikolai turned his head, finding Beatrice. Yes, that's right, that was the hungry one's lover. Perhaps her death was all that boy needed to snap out of Maggie's spell.
With Pride stuck in the land of nightmares, Wrath engaged in a fight against Luxure, and Ish powerless, there was nothing standing in Nikolai's way to Beatrice. He began walking towards her, his head twitching but his smile still wide. He waved his free hand and sent several purple snakes her way.

Ish's eyes widened as he realized Nikolai's plan. No! He looked down at his hands, cursing under his breath as he found himself still useless. He turned his head until he could see Leon. "Do something!" he yelled, emotion actually in his voice thanks to Gluttony's soul.

The clouds were so dark.
It was hard to see anything past the devil silhouette approaching Beatrice. Lighting ran across the sky, showing Nikolai's twitching smile and wide eyes that seemed to almost glow with insanity.
"Your screams are oh-so delicious, dearie. I'm sure you're soul will be even better~" he purred and held up his hand in front of his face, the claws extending to be as long as almost half his body. His smile became an unamused frown when he heard Leon, giving him a sideways glancing and launching his purple snakes at him. "Quiet, dearie. It'll be your turn in a bit." Looking back at his prey, Nikolai chimed a sweet laugh and lunged at Beatrice.

"BEATRICE!"

Ish was in front of her, back to his normal Full-Sin form. He gripped Nikolai's wrist tightly, though the tips of the claws were already burrowing into his upper abdomen. He coughed up some blood and grit his teeth as he tried to keep Nikolai from digging his claws in anymore. Nikolai was relentless, however, and kept pushing forward. Ish could feel his soul being touched by the claws, and a touch alone hurt immensely. However, Ish was not powerless.

Nikolai smirked at the senseless sacrifice. How romantic, but utterly pointless. He pushed onward, trying to dig his claws into Ish to separate his soul from his body. The boy was damn persistent, but Nikolai could feel his claws digging in deeper. Suddenly, he found himself in a sharp and awful pain. He tried to pull his hand away, but now Ish was keeping it.
Nikolai cried out as the pain increased. Ish smiled weakly. The mouths on the palm of his hands opened up and were gnawing on Nikolai's claws. They would both suffer.
His eyes filling with rage, Nikolai abandoned the marionette board in his free hand and extended his claws. He snarled and dug the claws into Ish's side. Oh, but he made sure not to dig out that soul this time. No, he wanted the brat to beg for that luxury.

Ish gagged on his own blood when he felt the claws sink into him. They were in deep. Nikolai wanted to kill him nice and slowly now. He winced as pain began to numb him, and he desperately wanted to try and yank that claw out, but it wouldn't change anything. So he kept his grip on Nikolai's hand, his mouths biting hard and in turn causing the other claw to burrow in some more. More blood ran down Ish's chin and he fell to one knee. His vision was getting dark.

With Luxure freed, she turned to Nikolai to see him torturing Ish. She and Wrath moved to them in lightning speed, appearing next to him instantly. Pride, waken shortly by the two, stayed a distance away and threw several daggers at Nikolai; Wrath began punching in a wild frenzy; Luxure closed her fans to make them two large knives and lunged them at him.

Nikolai smirked. The Sins, he realized, were awfully stupid when they were panicked.
With all his energy he swung Ish to the side and used him as a shield.
Ish wanted to cry out in pain as every attack hit him, but all that came out was a gargled sound as more blood pooled in his mouth. The Sins forced themselves to stop, looking in horror at what they'd done. However, Nikolai wouldn't give them time to reflect. Just as Ish's lifeless corpse reverted to his normal appearance, Nikolai tossed him at Wrath. He stepped over them landed right on Luxure's shoulders, stabbing her through the chest with his tail. He did a front flip over her, grabbing her in the process and using the momentum to hurl her at Pride. They both groaned while getting up to their feet, freezing once they felt Nikolai appear between them. Grinning lazily, he grabbed the back of their heads and shoved them into the ground.
They didn't get back up.

Nobody moved. Nobody tried to stop Nikolai.
He laughed pleasantly as the battle reached its end. How humiliating. To bring an army only for them to fail miserably. It was almost cute how Maggie thought this trap would work.

His eyes never left Leon. Nikolai grinned that grin he'd always give his darling husband, his eye twitching occasionally, sometimes his shoulder or hand. Blood splattered half of his face, the twitching half, and dropped from his delicate claws.
"Now then. Where were we?" he hummed, licking the blood off of one of his claws.
Thunder roared loudly enough to shake the ground. Lightning shot once more to show Nikolai's warm smile.
And it began to downpour.

Before Nikolai could admire the sight of his "lover"'s frightened face, he heard an annoying scream and turned just in time to get attacked by a wave of coins He gasped out, trying to fight his way out only to be overwhelmed by more. More and more piled over him, weighing heavily over him and threatening to crush him if suffocation didn't get him first. His purple smoke quickly wrapped around him and shot him out of the stream.
Nikolai looked down at his body. It hurt a little, and there were cuts, but nothing that threatened him. He looked over at Beatrice, eyes glowing with hatred. He vanished and reappeared constantly until he was in front of her. Before a stream of coins could get shot at him, he grabbed her by the throat once again and heaved her up.
"You've tried my patience, you brat. You want to die so badly, then allow me to help!" Before he could move his other hand, however, he felt something against his foot. He looked down with disinterest to see Ish weakly grabbing at his pants.
"D-Don't... touch her..." Ish whispered weakly, struggling to stay awake.
Nikolai considered this, then kicked the boy away and stomped on his back. "The dead have no need to talk." he muttered. He turned back to Beatrice, furious lightning sparkling through the sky. He dug his claws into her stomach, twisting and moving them around. "Go join your precious lover." his whispered into her ear before dropping her. He looked down at the two, watching as Ish weakly dragged himself towards Beatrice. How sickening. Sensing a new presence, Nikolai turned and looked up. He saw a crow. A rather big one, at that.

"Uncle Leon!!" shouted a horrifyingly familiar voice.
It was Aysun, riding on top of Ezekiel. How he had convinced the crow to take him back was beyond anyone, but he was here now. He wouldn't sit idly by this time when his uncles needed help. He couldn't comprehend what exactly was happening, but he was tired of being scared. It was time he stayed by their side!

Nikolai's grin grew sickeningly wide as he realized what was on top of the bird. "What a good boy, coming here to die~" he hummed. His wings stretched and flapped, one flap alone pushing him three feet off the ground. With another flap he was soaring through the sky, shooting towards the bird at great speed.
Ezekiel was able to dodge the first attack, but wasn't expecting Nikolai to turn around so quickly. The crow cawed in dismay as one wing was sliced into, forcing it to fall along with Aysun. The little boy cried with fear as the world started to spin and get dangerously close. He couldn't even comprehend what was happening, let alone that he was about to die.
Suddenly, he was blinded by green.

"Sheesh. I can't believe you're all this helpless."

Crouched beside Leon was... a jester, with blonde hair and a mask that had half a smile and half a frown covering his face. But that voice was unmistakably Arthur's.
He uncurled his arms to show Aysun perfectly safe, only frightened. The masked jester watched the boy frantically run to Leon before straightening up and turning to look up, where Nikolai watched with amusement.
"And so the final Sin comes to die." he grinned.
"You say that like the others have. And here I thought you weren't Pride." Arthur snorted. The bells on his hat jingled, and his green fog slithered out, solidifying into two other Arthurs. One stood in front of Leon and Aysun protectively, while the other shot up into the sky in blinding speed to fight Nikolai. Meanwhile, the original Arthur removed his mask. His face was not there. Instead it was Shiloh's. In fact, once the mask came off Arthur looked exactly like Shiloh. It would've been easy to mistake him for the real one had there not been the green mist surrounding him.
With the clone still distracting Nikolai, Arthur/Shiloh hurried to where Ish, Beatrice, and Wrath were, tapping into the healing abilities he recalled and starting to fix their wounds. It didn't take long. When he finished with them he went to the other Sins. By then Nikolai had defeated the first clone and was fighting the next.