chapter 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

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[ the fight ]




𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐨. His original form was gone, replaced by a long skeleton reaching well over seven feet, his entire body erupting in flames.

As Incubus sent out a stream of metal infused fire, Diablo blocked it with his own inferno. The combustion caused the attacker to reel back, his feet scraping against the marble ground in hopes of stationing himself, but the attempt was futile when Diablo released a series of punches to Incubus' gut.

The pair fought recklessly against one another, delivering an array of attacks, and just as he swiftly kicked down his leg, Rick called out, "Diablo, drive him into the corner!"

The man did as told, his footsteps rumbling against the ground with each step he took. His boney hand melted into Incubus' chest, the metal of his body melting as he roared out, a plume of fire escaping his mouth. 

"Get him, mate!" Harkness shouted in encouragement.

"Yeah, do it!" Floyd yelled.

However, hope dwindled as the all-consuming fire that was Diablo's body seemed to dissipate, slowly burning out to reveal the charred bones of his skeletal form.

Incubus stood up with a groan, pushing Diablo down into the ground, now as his human form, although his eyes still burned a bright crimson.

"Diablo, get outta there!" you implored loudly.

"Blow it!" he shouted at Rick.

The look that crossed Flag's face could only be described as unsureness. He glanced at Deadshot, who wore a look of aggravated compliance.

"Blow it," he agreed.

As Rick looked forward, he ordered in a mutter, "Now, GQ. Now."

"No!" Harley frowned.

"Everybody, down!"

His hands were at your waist in a second, vaulting himself and you to the ground as his arms secured around your head in hopes of protecting it.

"Now, you're screwed," Diablo spat.

Suddenly, the explosion rang out, sparks of fire and smoke emitting from the area it blew from. You burrowed deeper in the safeness of Rick's embrace, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt the wave of heat overtake your body.

The Enchantress turned, her green eyes widening as she screamed out, "Brother!" She exhaled sharply, falling to the ground and clutching her chest.

You untangled yourself from Rick's hold, wordlessly walking towards the gaping hole in the ground that was emitting a soft green mist. 

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