The final battle between good and evil

Malgor breathed heavily, recovering from the last wound he was given. His pitch black hair shifted in the wind as he looked up with his cold yellow eyes surrounded by black veins, through which he saw his enemy.

He saw her standing before him. Angelica. Her bright pink hair, piercing green eyes, and shining silver armor gleamed before him as she held a sword with his blood on it. She stood tall and proud with her modest stature. Her breastplate was modeled perfectly to fit her medium-sized boobs and she wore a battle skirt made of leather and chainmail. Malgor struggled to his feet, determined not to give up just yet. He was a dark lord. He had more fight in him than this.

“This is your end, fiend!” yelled Angelica, “Once I strike you down, the realm will finally know peace!”

Malgor spat some blood onto the ground.

“Peace?” he said, “If that is what you wanted, all you had to do was give in to my demands and bow before me! All of this could’ve ended without bloodshed!”

“I am Angelica!” she yelled back, “Prophesied hero! Holder of the sword of destiny! And I will never bow to evil!”

She let her declaration spur her on as she ran forward, brandishing her legendary blade. Malgor winced as he caught the blade in his gauntleted hand. Even through the armor he felt the power of light that radiated off of the sword burn into his villainous flesh. He pressed on through the pain. He stepped forward, pushing her back and causing some of her confidence to slip away.

“I have leveled armies with my bare hands!” he yelled as he overpowered her, “Entire kingdoms have crumbled under my might! And you believe you can bring me down alone?”

“She’s not alone!” yelled a voice from behind him.

He turned his head towards the voice but was only met with the harsh impact of a weapon against his face. It threw him off, causing him to let go of the sword of his rival. He lifted his eyes, meeting his new adversary. A young woman with blue eyes and blonde hair in a long ponytail behind her. She wore holy armor over blue clothing and wielded a mace and shield.

“Christina!” yelled Angelica, “I told you to stay behind!”

“You won’t fight alone again!” said Christina, “We can beat him together!”

Malgor heard footsteps approaching fast from his right. He turned and put his arm up to block a greatsword coming down on him. An elf girl with short dark hair and red eyes garbed in pure black armor was swinging it down upon him, a look of pure rage on her face.

“I won’t let you kill this bastard alone!” said the dark-haired girl.

“Daelana!” said Angelica, “Is everyone here?”

As Malgor pushed Daelana off of him, his eyes widened as he saw the people behind her. A woman with dark green hair dressed in pirate garb armed with two flintlock pistols and a short girl with red hair, glasses, and wizards clothes holding a wooden curled staff.

“Tyra here!” said the pirate woman, “I’ve never been one to leave a job unfinished! Especially not a paid one!”

“I’m helping too!” said the wizard girl, “I’m not going to be afraid of him anymore!”

“Tyra! Lila!” said Angelica, “Of course! We only made it this far because we were together. Now let’s finish this together!”

The girls readied their weapons and surrounded the dark lord. Malgor’s concern grew. He was unsure if he could fight all of these heroes off in his wounded state. Before he could finish his thought, blows came at him from all sides. The stings of offensive spells and the bites of strong weapons dented his black armor and cut his tough skin.

The girls moved with perfect synchronization, combining blows as was optimal. Lila the wizard casted a spell that powered up the dark warrior Daelana. Empowered she jumped at Malgor who was shot by the pirate woman Tyra before he could defend himself, causing both to strike him. As he staggered from that, Angelica and Christina put their weapons together and holy light charged between them. They yelled out in unison as they struck at Malgor simultaneously in his stunned state. The hit made him crash backwards and onto the ground.

As he fell to the dirt, Malgor brimmed with rage. He tried to get up, but before he could he felt a gentle finger touch his head. He looked up to see someone he recognized. A pale girl with horns and long black hair wearing a skimpy black dress. She smiled wickedly down on him.

“Athalia?” said Malgor, “My dark consort? What are you doing here?”

“I’m sorry my lord,” she said with her evil smile, “But some of us don’t like the way you’ve ruled. It’s time for a change in leadership!”

She whispered words in the dark tongue under her breath and a dark abyss opened up underneath Malgor. He panicked and struggled but a **** kept pulling him under. Athalia got up and walked towards the other girls who were all gathering around him as he was pulled under.

“He’s all yours,” said Athalia to Angelica.

Angelica righteously took her sword and pointed it towards Malgor who’s looked at her with fear unlike anything he’d felt before.

“By my name as Angelica and by my destiny as the prophesied hero, I hereby use the sword of destiny to banish you to the abyss forever!” she said, “May this land know peace without your reign of terror!”

“No!” yelled Malgor.

His words echoed through the air as Angelica slashed her blade down at his chest, sending him hurtling into the eternal darkness that opened below him. Soon after, the gaping maw closed into nothing, leaving the gate between the material realm and the abyss closed forever. The girls all took a breath of relief.

“It’s over,” said Angelica, “It’s finally over!”

“By the light’s blessing!” said Christina, “You did it!”

“He is gone,” said Daelana, “The souls of my family can finally rest.”

“I have to admit, this is like no other job I’ve ever taken!” said Tyra.

“He’s gone,” said Lila, “I don’t think I’m afraid anymore!”

“Good riddance,” said Athalia, “I never liked him much anyway.”

“You’ll keep your promise Athalia?” said Angelica, “The minions of darkness will stand down without their dark lord?”

“I never wanted to conquer your lands in the first place!” said Athalia, “I’ll take command of the armies of darkness and march us back to the land of shadows. We won’t disturb you again.”

The girls all cheered and hugged each other. Angelica looked to the sky, a smile on her tired face.

“I did it!” she exclaimed.