Keeper Of Tartarus

I won the devastated battle of my life. I gave up a bloody roar towards the ever spread congregation of vile creatures.

My roar that echoed over the ever-stretching silence moments ago now sounds the chorus of cheer.

'Did my valiant battle to death win over demon fans? I had to be hallucinating!'

Moreover, hallucinating is what I wish to have because I see a grand creature in the arena. The Reaper that I have seen from the gym earlier, has entered the battle. Never could I mistake its presence same yellowish pupil less eyes, with their evil glimmer…

"Ahhhaa, god I'm getting that headache again!"

[SARAH]"is it…?"

[ALE]"it is!"

[KHAMAYUTHO]"DEATH, the most powerful of the four hors.e.m.e.n, mirroring the capabilities of, HADES, the god of hell"

Over hearing my comrade's exchange of astonishment and acknowledgement, I have identified DEATH. 'Ha-ha the irony of position to kill death' my excruciating headache may limit my maneuvering ability but not my humor sense.

I sighed sarcastically wishing the opposite of happening, hoping to gain my ability to move.

"Guys I can't move! This headache is turning my brain into gel!"

[KHAMAYUTHO]"girls, David is still human. Death sways a hold over him and his mind. I doubt it can manipulate the lord of Tartarus, but better safe than sorry.

Ale your conjured body protects David, of all harm; Sarah you bore a weapon enough to deflect the Reapers scythe, use it. I will aid you in fighting the hors.e.m.e.n. Ale your soul body fights the lesser demons. Girls any question?

Girls replied in negative, eager to fight the threat to their beloved. Casting over a look at the 6-foot man covering his head in a sheer attempt to reduce his pain and wailing uncontrollably. The dreadful sight of their master and lover is eminent suffering; they feel a prodigious malevolence and utter intent to decimate the cause of their beloved David discomfort.

'please hold in there David' 'we will tear down every breathing and moving thing around to save you'

'Please do not leave us' screamed the mind of the girls.

The horseman was dictating battle plan to the horde of demons in an unintelligible screech of sounds, an unbearable noise for a human ear. Which doubled up David is suffering.

Not able to withstand any further, Sarah leapt at the soul harvester with her massive war hammer. The Reaper was facing her opposite her swing of the massive weapon connected without any room for uncertainty. Sarah with her ungodly might made literally an Earth shattering impacted, a full blown swing at the unsuspecting Reaper or so we think?

[KHAMAYUTHO]"Sarah No!"

Blow after blow enraged by her lover suffering Sarah's only intent is to destroy her David's threat. Her eyes tearing hearing the wail of her Lord's pain in the background, which further added fuel to her burning inferno of vengeance.

[SARAH]"I WILL…*BAM*…CRUSH YOU TO THE….*WHAM*….OTHER SIDE OF THE EARTH….*WHAM*….EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!"

David despite his unbearable headache took in the image of the valiant fight of his Sarah. Blows after blows after blows of raw power, fueled by rage. By hatred? By vengeance?

No, fueled by the love for the man of her life.

She rose out from her unbridled hatred seeing her man suffer, she pummels through seeking vengeance by uncontainable rage!

Even with taking in the awe of his dauntless knight in shining armor, David finds something amiss. Regardless of continuous barbaric strikes, the horseman is yet to bleed a drop.

'Sarah, he's yet to bleed a drop' screamed his mind, but in his incapacitated state, all he could do is look.

[KHAMAYUTHO]Control your rage! He is baiting u! YOU ARE LOSING GODDAMIT!!"

With all her power, she continues her relentless assault. Heeding to none, keeping her intemperate rage alive feeding her vengeance. Her only motto is to deal much damage as possible, but pitifully the consuming rage inhibits her to see reason.

With her stamina waning and her muscle aching, Sarah went in for the kill. A devastating mid-air flip hammer drop, bringing in all her force, beyond her body's physical ability could dealt. Ligaments torn, limbs fractured and muscles ruptured. The blow dealt created a deep crater.

The impact rushed up a cloud of dust prohibiting anyone but her to see the effects of her assault.

Panting and wheezing for much needed air intake, Sarah holds her posture unable to move due to the exhaustion and broken body, hoping she killed Death

However, can she kill death?