Above the base of the Golden Dawn the sky split open. Finral stepped out of it and onto the roof of the base. But it wasn't really him. He had red marks in his face, one over each of his eyes, his ears pointy and an almost evil looking, lazy smile on his lips as he jumped down from the roof.

Riven: “You... have suffered quietly. But I see the storm inside you. Let me give it a voice.”

The elf that took over Finral said as he pushed the doors open with a simple hand motion.

Riven: "Where is he?"

He walked through the halls before soon hearing the voice.

Langris: “Tch. I always knew you’d disappoint us somehow. Now you’ve let yourself be taken by a damn elf.”

Riven scoffed, turning around to face Langris.

Riven: "We'll erase all of humanity. But since you're one of the people who caused so much pain to my vessel... How about I start with you?"

Riven sent a spatial distortion attack towards Langris which he managed to dodge. Langris defended himself and used a spell of his own but Riven dodged it. It kept being a back and forth between the two. But there were no snarky comments from Langris. Only that evil grin on the face that belonged to Finral. The face Riven "stole".

Soon some of the Black Bulls - Yami, Asta, Noelle - and you arrived at the scene. And just as you did Langris, who already seemed injured and exhausted, used yet another one of his spells. This time it hit the target. Finral's body was already damaged as well and that attack from Langris hit him right in the ribcage, leaving a quite big hole in Finral's chest. You looked at it in complete horror. Everyone expected Finral's body to collapse, falling dead to the ground... but instead Riven just laughed.