The air was electric, charged with the unrelenting power of opposing forces. Harvest’s newly transformed titan form loomed over the battlefield, his presence bending the atmosphere itself. The swirling cosmos of his body shimmered faintly under the twin masks—a glowing white mask, radiant and blinding, and a pitch-black mask, an abyss consuming all light. The champion’s immense form pulsed with celestial energy, his spear now an extension of the very fabric of space. Each movement he made resonated with a seismic force that threatened to tear the reality around him.

  Greed stepped forward with a snarl, her golden battleaxes shining brilliantly in the moonlight. “Your arrogance ends here!” she spat, her voice echoing with fury and ambition. Insight hovered nearby, her form shifting between solid and shadow as her crimson eyes glowed like embers in the darkness.

  Harvest stood still for a moment, his towering frame unnerving in its silence. Then, with a sudden motion, he swung his spear horizontally, unleashing a wave of blinding starlight that shot toward the two Archdemons. The ground fractured beneath the sheer force of the attack, sending debris flying in all directions.

  Greed reacted immediately, slamming the golden axes together to conjure a towering shield of pure gold. The wave of starlight collided with the shield, scattering into a million spark-like fragments. The shield held strong, but the force pushed Greed back several steps, her boots digging into the earth as she snarled with frustration.

  Insight dissolved into her murder of crows, her shadowy form darting through the battlefield at impossible speeds. The murder surged toward Harvest, their talons glowing faintly with darkness. Harvest swung his massive arm, the stars in his form swirling violently to repel the incoming crows, but Insight was relentless. The crows fragmented, splitting into smaller swarms that twisted through the gaps in Harvest’s defenses, targeting the glowing white mask. Talons scraped against it, leaving faint cracks, as Insight exploited his vulnerabilities with surgical precision.

  Harvest roared, his celestial voice reverberating through the battlefield, shaking the very foundation of the ground beneath them. Light erupted from the cracks Insight had created, a blinding explosion that scattered the murder of crows. As Insight’s shadowy form recoiled to reform, Harvest turned his focus to Greed.

  The Archdemon of Greed wasted no time. She leapt into the air with uncanny strength, her golden axes poised for a devastating strike. With a grunt of effort, she swung both weapons down toward Harvest’s chest. The axes connected, the golden metal shattering into a shower of sparks on impact. But instead of tearing through flesh, the axes met resistance—as if Harvest’s form was made of hardened space itself.

  Harvest’s spear moved like a whip, glowing with cosmic energy as he swung it vertically. A beam of light erupted from its tip, aimed directly at Greed. Greed twisted her body mid-air, her movements fluid and precise, conjuring a barrier of gold to absorb the impact. The beam struck the barrier, shattering it into pieces, but Greed landed on her feet, her eyes alight with determination.

  Insight joined the fray once again, her form stabilizing. She raised her hand, whispering in an ancient demonic tongue. Shadows rippled outward from her, dark tendrils lashing through the air toward Harvest. The tendrils wrapped around his titan form, anchoring him momentarily as the darkness seeped into his essence. The pitch-black mask’s closed eyes flickered, reacting to the surge of shadow that enveloped him.

  Harvest growled and slammed his spear into the earth. The impact sent shockwaves that shattered the tendrils, freeing him from Insight’s binding. The motion also dislodged stars from his form, which hurtled toward Insight with deadly precision. Her crimson eyes flared as she twisted her body and dissolved into crows once again, narrowly evading the cosmic projectiles.

  Greed advanced, her golden axes reforming in her hands. With a mighty swing, she aimed for Harvest’s legs, intending to weaken his stance. Harvest responded by stomping the ground with his colossal foot, creating a gravitational pull that dragged everything nearby toward him. Greed’s movements slowed as her axes became heavier, but she clenched her teeth and pressed forward, her sheer strength allowing her to overcome the pull. With an ear-splitting roar, she brought her axes down on his knees, causing the titan to stagger slightly.

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  Insight seized the opportunity, her murder of crows darting toward the pitch-black mask. Talons scraped against the mask, attempting to force its eyes open. Harvest swung his spear wildly, light trailing in its wake, but the crows moved too quickly to be caught. Insight whispered a curse, amplifying the attack’s effectiveness. A faint glow began to emerge from the black mask’s eyes as the crows persisted.

  Harvest, realizing the danger, unleashed his ultimate power. His titan form began to collapse inward, the shimmering cosmos swirling violently around his two masks. The white mask’s eyes flared brilliantly, sending beams of light arcing toward the Archdemons, while the black mask absorbed all surrounding light, creating an oppressive void. The battlefield became a storm of light and darkness, as if existence itself was being torn apart.

  Greed and Insight regrouped, standing side by side as they braced for the onslaught. Shadows coiled around Insight protectively, while Greed summoned golden shields to encircle them. The clash intensified, the forces of celestial power and demonic wrath colliding in a spectacle that shook the heavens.

  Harvest, his titan form raging with celestial energy, became the embodiment of power and chaos. The battlefield quaked beneath his every motion, the two masks on his face—one glowing white like the sun, the other pitch-black and ominously silent—dictating the destruction and despair he unleashed. Yet Greed and Insight, bound by their unwavering loyalty to the Demon Lord, refused to yield.

  With golden shields encircling them, Greed roared and lunged forward, her axes shimmering with devastating brilliance. “I will carve through your arrogance!” she bellowed, each swing hammering against Harvest’s radiant defenses, sending ripples of cosmic energy scattering. Insight darted through the shadows, her murder of crows weaving intricate patterns in the air, striking and retreating with surgical precision. Their talons aimed relentlessly for the masks, tearing at their celestial surfaces with coordinated precision.

  Harvest retaliated, his spear becoming a whirlwind of starlight as he sought to repel them. Every parry forced the Archdemons back, every strike fractured the earth beneath them. But the two fought with unmatched synergy, each of their movements complementing the other in perfect harmony.

  It was Insight who saw the key to their victory, her crimson eyes glinting as the faint cracks on the glowing mask grew under the relentless onslaught of her crows. “Focus your attacks there!” she called out, her voice calm but commanding. Greed growled in affirmation, her axes swinging with renewed ferocity, striking at the white mask with unrelenting force.

  Harvest screamed as the glowing mask began to crack further, the light leaking from it faltering. He swung his massive spear in a desperate arc, the motion summoning a wave of gravity that dragged everything toward him. Insight vanished into the shadows just as Greed staggered, her axes becoming heavier under the oppressive pull. Yet, even as her movements slowed, her golden shields shimmered brightly, forcing her forward.

  With a primal roar, Greed threw both axes simultaneously, their golden edges crashing into the weakened mask. The impact shattered it, the radiant light within exploding outward. Insight seized the moment, her murder of crows converging upon the pitch-black mask as talons and shadows tore into its surface. Harvest writhed, his titan form collapsing inward as both masks disintegrated with a final, deafening shatter.

  The celestial energy that composed Harvest's being swirled wildly before imploding, leaving nothing behind but the lingering echoes of his final scream. The battlefield fell eerily silent, the stars in the sky dimming as if mourning the fallen champion.

  Greed and Insight turned toward the Demon Lord, their faces marked with exhaustion yet triumph. Kneeling before him, Greed spoke first, her golden eyes ablaze with pride. “Lord, Harvest is no more. We are certain only the God of Dreams awaits us in the manor ahead.”

  Insight followed, her voice measured and calm. “His champion is slain. The god will surely sense our presence now, but he cannot escape. The end of this charade lies before us, my lord.”

  The Demon Lord surveyed the scene, his mismatched eyes gleaming faintly as he absorbed their words. Though his expression remained unreadable, a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. The anticipation within him surged, his thoughts consumed by the prospect of facing the God of Dreams. Without a word, he gestured forward, leading his companions toward the manor—a fortress of divine majesty, now the site of an impending reckoning.