Act 1 (year 907): A final clash
Concluded
The air around the combatants had become so dense that within a spherical diameter of one mile no living thing could persist to exist. The matter itself began to shatter apart as if its substance had lost all solidity as it rapidly dissolved under the pressure that was still rising. André had created something that if let to itself, would suck in literally all that existed in unimaginable ways. Marina hadn't noticed what was going on and simply dashed at him one last time with all her strength, her own body still unaffected by what was going on. André on the other hand collapsed before the blade even touched him, letting his surroundings go into a blur, his last sensations offering him no comfort in what he had just released. The weapon noticing its error, or more precisely the entity itself, could not stop this chain reaction and simply disappeared out of existence to save itself. For a brief moment, Marina's eyes turned back to their original stare, confused and yet conscious of her acts, accepted the fate that was now seemingly ending all that had taken place. A moment later, a simple flash of light occurred that could be seen far in the distance, far beyond the clouds surrounding this parcel of land. Nothing remained in its proximity, but land that was no longer apt at growing life for years to come. None the less, nature always takes back what belongs to it, and life flourished once again. But where had gone these two combatants that had fought for their morals and beliefs? None could tell. Until much later when an anomaly in the rift of time allowed once again the powers of the gods to be unleashed on this world...
Present time
As the young women rested after André's explanations, she seemed to take in much of what he had told her. Though that night, he didn't sleep. He went outside to look at the starlight on the beach where nobody would disturb his inner thoughts. He remembered his lost love. He could not forget the first time he had opened up to discover this feeling, his only weakness. Never again he told himself at this moment. "Never again!" He screamed in the night, where nobody could hear him. He walked along the shore, for hours, in the night.