Clara could no longer see anything anymore and became very weak, tired, and sad. She was feeling as though there was absolutely nothing she could do against such a strong force and absently she was kind of pissed that her own psyche had defeated her. In her mind Artimer was warmth and light in Erdollielâ€™s darkness and the only reason, at least she thought, that she was still even hanging on. She would do almost anything to just be strong enough to stay with Artmer. The man she loved even though it went against everything she had been taught. She did not even know if her eyes were open anymore but she heard every loving word that came from Artimerâ€™s mouth, â€œI love you Limwen.â€ Then his lips were against hers and he was kissing her with so much love that Erdolliel had to take a step back,<span style="color: #40BF00">â€œYou are just delaying her deathâ€¦â€ </span>Erdolliel hissed angrily as her darkness was pushed back as Artimer glowed with his own power and gave it to Clara but she could feel Erdolliel try to then go after Artimer now that he was weakening himself to help Clara.<br/><br/>Clara knew what was happening as the darkness spread to the link that connected her so closely to her love. She would have none of that at all. Her hand raised to lightly touch the side of his face as she kissed him back, returning what he gave her, but of course he gave back until they were both glowing brightly. Erdolliel screeched in anger as she tried to attack them both but Artimerâ€™s and Claraâ€™s bond of love was stronger than anything the deamon could do. Clara pulled back enough so that she could just nuzzle Artimerâ€™s neck affectionately and it was then that she realized her cheeks were wet from tears but there was a smile on her face. The darkness was receding and the deamon became more visible to both her and Artimer. Clara looked at her with a spark of anger but she was mostly content where she was in her loverâ€™s arms, â€œYou lose Erdolliel.â€ She whispered which made the deamon rage and threw a tantrum,<span style="color: #40BF00">â€œNo! This is not over you little bitch! You cannot get rid of me! I am a part of you!â€</span><br/><br/>Clara stood up and gave Artimer a reassuring smile when he tried to keep her in his arms. She walked to the deamon who was now trapped by Clara this time, â€œIâ€™m not going to try and get rid of you.â€<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">â€œWh-what are you doing!?â€</span>Erdolliel took a step back in fright but it was as though she was walking through thick water. Clara caressed the side of her face and smiled but it was far from kind, â€œNo, Iâ€™m going to accept you.â€ She whispered as she wrapped her arms around the deamon who was not struggling and screaming for her to be let go. Claraâ€™s lips pressed against the deamon and even as Erdolliel struggled she was being pulled into and fusing with Claraâ€™s own soul. With a final screech from the deamon Clara stood there alone with her own blinding light shining once more.