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Tuxedo Kamen smiled and the girl’s eyes lit up. They could never mistake
The light spread across the cavern, lighting everything but Mamono up.
That scared her. The demon of darkness loosed her attack in surprise and anger.
That light, she knew it, the light of the moon, the light that was SUPPOSED to
Her darkness soared towards the light, gobbling up everything in its path.
There was nothing the senshi could do as it headed towards the source. The
collision of powers there, light against dark, even if the light wasn’t quite
aware of anything but the threat yet, was hard to watch; the unfathomable
darkness against the near blinding light.
They struggled back and forth for sometime until BOTH gave at once. Half
of the power from each side collided with each other and simply vanished, the
rest soared towards the enemy unhindered. The light slammed into Mamono,
sending her crashing into the ground. At the same time the darkness tore at the
source of light, Usagi’s scream as she was thrown back into her home dimension
while being bombarded by dark power tore at Mamoru’s heart and, ignoring all
caution, he tore towards her.
She landed hard on the floor with a groan of agony and Mamoru immediately
scooped her up. Somewhere in her journey she had detransformed. Mamono had had
the advantage, as Usagi wasn’t completely aware as to what was going on as she
arrive, and her tiny limbs were now covered in countless cuts and bruises. She
opened her deep blue eyes to stare into Mamoru’s lighter one’s. She nearly
burst into tears with her joy at the sight and pain combined but held them back.
His warmth, his love, his joy and concern wrapped around her like a
blanket of safety. She could lie in his arms forever now and feel that all was
right. As Mamoru cradled her injured body in his arms she smiled up at him,
despite her pain, running a hand along his cheek as if to rebumure herself that
he was real.
“Ai****eru, Mamo-chan.” She managed, and with one last smile blackness
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