Chapter 8 Battle In The Convent

Samantha was sent flying into the chapel as Hageo had instructed. The force of her impact shook the ancient stone walls, sending dust and debris cascading from the ceiling.

Father Cedric and the sisters braced themselves, their hearts pounding as they prepared to face the succubus. Outside, Hageo and Samuel stood ready to confront Ishtar, their resolve unwavering despite the overwhelming odds.

As Cedric and the sisters stepped into the chapel, the air grew heavy with a suffocating darkness. Samantha was slowly rising from the altar, her form radiating a malevolent energy that seemed to warp the very fabric of reality. Her eyes glowed with a sinister light, and her claws crackled with dark flames. The sisters clutched their rosaries tightly, their prayers barely audible over the oppressive silence.

"Gather your rosaries—except for you, Cedric," the Mother Superior commanded, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. The sisters obeyed without hesitation, handing over their rosaries to her. Their hands trembled, but their faith remained steadfast. The Mother Superior began weaving the rosaries together, her fingers moving with a practiced precision that spoke of years of devotion.

"We'll knit these into one and use them to seal the door," she explained, her tone calm but urgent. "It will act as a barrier against her. We must contain her here." Turning to Cedric, she raised her voice, her piercing gaze locking onto his. "Cedric! Whatever you witness today, I hope you'll understand my motives.

My only goal is to save this convent from evil. I trust you'll judge wisely." Cedric, though shaken, nodded firmly. His mind raced with the surreal events of the day, but he forced himself to focus. "I've already seen enough weirdness today. I'm immune to surprises at this point." "Suit yourself," the Mother Superior replied with a faint smile, her eyes softening for just a moment before hardening again as she turned to face the rising threat.

By now, Samantha had fully risen, her claws igniting with dark flames that cast eerie shadows across the chapel. She released a deafening roar, the sound reverberating through the sacred space and sending shockwaves that knocked the sisters off their feet. The Mother Superior, however, stood firm, her eyes locked on the succubus with a steely determination. "You little bitch!" Samantha snarled, her voice dripping with venom.

She lunged at the Mother Superior with terrifying speed, her claws slashing through the air. The elderly woman was caught off guard, and Samantha grabbed her, slamming her into the ground with a force that cracked the stone floor. Cedric reacted quickly, grabbing a vial of holy water from his robes and hurling it at Samantha.

The liquid splashed across her skin, sizzling and burning like acid. She recoiled with a hiss of pain, her dark flames flickering as the holy water disrupted her energy. But Samantha was relentless. She turned her fury on Cedric, her eyes blazing with hatred. Before he could react, she grabbed him and hurled him across the room.

He crashed into a pew, the wood splintering under the impact. Pain shot through his body, but he forced himself to stand, his determination unwavering. "Enough!" the Mother Superior shouted, rising to her feet with a grace that belied her age. Blood trickled from a cut on her forehead, but her eyes burned with a fierce light. "It seems I underestimated your power, succubus." She took a deep breath, her hands moving to the clasp of her outer garments. With a commanding voice, she uttered, "Release." In an instant, her frail form transformed.

Her body radiated divine energy, and holy markings began to glow across her skin, illuminating the chapel with a soft, golden light. The sisters and Cedric stared in awe as the Mother Superior's appearance shifted from that of an elderly woman to a youthful warrior, her presence commanding and powerful. "What are you all looking at? Focus! There's no time for gawking!" the Mother Superior snapped, her voice sharp but laced with urgency.

Cedric gulped, still processing what he had just witnessed. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, his voice steady despite the chaos around him. The rejuvenated Mother Superior clenched her fists, and two divine sickles materialized in her hands. The blades glowed with a holy light, their edges humming with power. "I summon Divine Sickles," she declared, her voice echoing with authority.

The duel began. Samantha unleashed slashes of lethal, blade-like gusts of air, but the Mother Superior parried them with ease, her movements fluid and precise. She lunged at the succubus, her strikes relentless and calculated. Samantha struggled to defend herself, her body accumulating wounds that oozed dark, ichorous blood. Enraged, Samantha let out a piercing scream, the soundwaves sending the Mother Superior flying backward. She crashed into a pillar, the stone cracking under the impact. "Bitch!" Samantha hissed, her body beginning to heal rapidly as dark energy surged through her.

The Mother Superior turned to Cedric, her voice urgent. "Rub holy water on my sickles. It will prevent her from healing." Cedric obeyed, dousing the sickles with holy water. The blades glowed brighter, their divine energy intensifying. "Stay back—she's coming!" the Mother Superior warned, pushing Cedric aside just as Samantha charged. The Mother Superior moved with blinding speed, her sickles flashing as she sliced off one of Samantha's arms, then the other. The succubus staggered, her dark flames flickering as her body struggled to regenerate. But the Mother Superior gave her no respite, her attacks relentless and precise.

As the battle raged, Cedric heard a soft, heavenly humming. A divine glow filled the chapel, taking the form of a little girl—the same child he had seen in his dream. She approached Cedric, her presence calming and radiant. She touched his rosary, her touch warm and reassuring. "A gift for you," the child said softly. The rosary transformed into a hilt, and the girl instructed Cedric, "Utter the words, 'Heaven's Symphony.'" Cedric gripped the hilt, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and hope. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Heaven's Symphony!" A blade of radiant light erupted from the hilt, its divine glow illuminating the chapel.

Cedric remembered Hageo's words: The kids will help you. With his newfound weapon, Cedric joined the battle, his movements fueled by a newfound resolve. The Mother Superior glanced at him, her eyes widening in surprise. "Cedric! You're a chosen one—a bearer of a Sacrament!" "Cedric, focus on her legs. I'll take her wings," the Mother Superior commanded, her voice steady despite the chaos. Cedric nodded and charged, striking Samantha's legs with rapid, precise slashes. "Sacred Lines!" he cried, severing her limbs.

The Mother Superior leaped into the air, her sickles flashing as she sliced through Samantha's wings with a single, powerful strike. Now immobilized, Samantha screamed, her voice filled with rage and desperation. "Why can't I regenerate?!" The Mother Superior didn't answer. Instead, she placed a sealing spell on Samantha's body, the holy markings on her skin glowing brighter as she chanted ancient words. The succubus writhed in agony, her form completely helpless. "Cedric, prepare for the exorcism. We need to banish her spirit now!" the Mother Superior ordered, her voice urgent.

Cedric began chanting the ancient Latin words, his voice steady and resolute. Samantha's screams grew louder, her form writhing as the holy energy of the exorcism took hold. Suddenly, a loud explosion rocked the chapel. The sealed door burst open, and a thick cloud of smoke surged inside, entering Samantha's body. The Mother Superior's seal shattered, and the succubus's form began to change. Her body grew larger, her skin turning a deep velvet hue. Dark thorn-like armor enveloped her, and two massive horns sprouted from her head. Ishtar and Samantha had merged, creating a monstrous, two-horned succubus.

The creature laughed, her voice echoing with malice. "Hahaha! Did you really think you could stop me?" "Damn it," Hageo muttered as he, Samuel, and Sister Elena burst into the chapel. Their arrival was a welcome sight, but the situation had grown even more dire. Hageo glanced at Cedric, noticing the divine blade in his hand. "So, Symphony has chosen you as its wielder," he said, a hint of respect in his voice.

Cedric was stunned. "How do you know its name?" Hageo ignored the question, turning to the Mother Superior. "We need to get the sisters to safety." "Don't worry, I'll lead them," Sister Elena said, her eyes widening as she noticed the Mother Superior's youthful form. "Wait—you're... beautiful? And young?" "I'll explain later, my child," the Mother Superior replied, her tone gentle but firm.

"My love, take care," Samuel said to Elena, earning a death glare in return. Cedric looked baffled. "What's going on here?" "Enough chit-chat!" Hageo barked. He called the Mother Superior, Samuel, and Cedric to his side.

"Since we have four Sacraments here," he began, "here's the plan. Aunt, Samuel, and Cedric—buy me time. I need to summon the Jailer, one of Abaddon's henchmen who guards the abyss. He'll seal Ishtar away, imprisoning her where she belongs. She won't be able to manifest in the mortal plane again. Understood?" Everyone nodded in agreement, their expressions grim but determined. The final battle for the convent was about to begin.

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