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Forced back by the impact of the fist, arc light ate through Ghost Sylus' torso and sent him flying back into the void. Enxor toyed with his fears, the fears of never having met Sylus and never becoming what he was today. He wasn't afraid any longer, for he knew that his old friend would never treat him like this. Ghost Sylus crawled back from the darkness and spoke. "You... won't last against him..." The phantom began to fade away, rapidly deteriorating and merging with the darkness. Arxus stood there, fist crackling with electricity. "I'll take my chances. We have an entire future riding on this one fight. If we fail now, everyone dies. You'd understand that, even if you are just a despair-induced hallucination." The phantom reached out towards Arxus, before fading away entirely.

As Arxus overcame his fears, a bright light flashed behind him. A set of three eyes glowed in the eternal dark, as if challenging him to a future filled with despair. Arxus narrowed his gaze and pulled out his trusted Gjallarhorn. "I'll do this for you, old man. No one should have to live in fear." Arxus began firing off into the darkness, and the illusion shattered away by the resolve of his light. "Especially not from demons like this."