As one wing was torn off by Banshee's explosive round, the other was ripped apart by Phantom's explosive barrage. Flaming holes were made in the already-burnt flesh of the Eldritch wings, rending them piece by piece as the micro-missiles collided. Lucien let out an inhuman growl of pain as he fell to one knee once more, his wings strewn around him and burnt all to Hell. He stabbed his sword into the ground and fed off of what little flesh there was left... A loud crackling sound filled the air as a smaller, yet still quite large set of wings emerged from Lucien's back. These wings were composed of the fleshy remnants of the former wings, bones barely held together by ligaments of burnt flesh. The rest of the wings were composed of ashen feathers and blue fire so thick that you could barely see through the self-contained infernos emerging from Lucien's back. Ash began to gather on the Angel-Arms, creating armour for every forearm and digit that made up the limbs. Tendrils emerged from the earth around Desmond. Not to devour him, but to throw Retribution through the air and into one of Lucien's many hands upon his Angel-Arms. Each firearm on his body reloaded in a rush of clips, slugs, shells and rounds. Every blade, organic or not, was set alight. He screamed beneath his mask as his own flames burst from his wings, engulfing the area in a firestorm that would melt most lesser metals with the concentration of some temperatures in different gales. Multiple anti-tank rounds fired off at Phantom in an instant, colliding with each limb and each seam in his armour that could possibly hold another weapon. Sparrows began swirling around Lucien through the storm, surrounding him like some kind of swarm barrier. If any other Vanish members wanted to get to him, they would have to run through an explosive wall of volatile avian proxies. It all happened so quick, nary a motion seen through the opaque flames of the living Hell. Lucien rushed towards Eve and fired a grenade behind her to send her forward into him. He then performed a slash so powerful across her chest it sent her flying back in retaliation. The superheated scar left across her chest began to grow glowing blue polyps that eventually became brighter within moments until an explosion of flame burst from the wound. One slash, starting off from her right thigh and slicing upwards. Detonation, nearly severing her leg. Two slashes across her chest followed by a stab to the heart. Two detonations. A third soon after. With each flare of blue fire, Lucien was there to shoot another grenade behind Eve to send her back through the air towards him. It became a deadly dance of explosions, infernos and blades - and Eve was there to absorb every bit of it. Fourth slash placed across her right shoulder. Detonation forward - detonation back into the fifth blow: a thrust into her intestines. That final thrust impaled her through her midsection. Lucien extended his hand to the burning sky with Eve impaled on his flaming blade. Another blast of hateful flame blossomed from within her own body as Lucien's right Angel-Arm held the top part of her body as the opposite Arm placed itself below Eve, the 2-gauge shotgun's barrel touching her right thigh. [b][i]BOOM![/i][/b] An earthshaking sound filled the air as the massive shotgun blasted Eve into the air in front of Lucien and took her right leg off with the force of the ginormous shell. Time slowed. The firestorm came to a halt as embers remained stagnant in the air. Lucien was barely conscious when he placed his katana in his sheathe and gripped the scabbard in an Iaijutsu stance. He tilted his head up to look at Eve who saw herself in the reflection, dismembered and engulfed in demonic fire. Time resumed in his mind's eye. With a squeeze of the scabbard's trigger and the upwards boost of his flaming wings, Lucien brought his blade upwards in a flaming Iaido uppercut across most of Eve's body, cutting off her right arm at the elbow with the superheated ceramics and then taking the rest of it off with the biomass detonation. In the wake of the Iaido came a final gale of intense flame. It consumed the airborne Eve in an expanding crescent before devouring her, melting armour to flesh and happily boiling muscle beneath. As he ended up behind her his Arm grabbed her remaining leg as she flew by him and spun through the air, throwing Eve downwards to the flaming earth.