(General POV)
Location the God of War World-The Kingdom of Poisedon, Atlantis/Greece, City Square
Poisedon stood with his golden, and coral triton ready as Laharl Valboga the Arch-Daemon was floating before him, with claw and giant sword at the ready.
Poisedon has suffered a lot of damage from his previous clashes with the Dark One, but now at least he is where he is at his strongest and surrounded by nothing but Sea, if any place on Greece could provide him with any advantage it is here.
He waits for his opponent to make a move, while discreetly manipulating the water to attack the Arch-Daemon when he least expects it.
But then Laharl was also plotting, as he was manipulating the waters around him as well, while he wasn't as skilled or connected to the element, as Poisedon is it will provide him aid in this battle he was creating another new spell like he did with the Lore of Lightning, [Thunder Burst].
Only this time, he'll make a buffing Spell instead he'll name it [Flowing Stream] to not only increase his defense and resistance against water magic but also his speed!!
First Laharl needed to prepare molding and designing this spell for his "Lore of the Seas" as he will name this magic lore.
Soo he kept his sights locked at Poseidon, with his serpents having their gazes completely focused on the Sea God, soo the Dark One send those serpents at his prey.
Hissing as those serpents struck one or two at the time, forcing Poisedon to stay away from range of his own attacks against the Arch-Daemon, all the while the Dark One was performing the last finishing touches on his latest spell.
Meanwhile in the chaotic and anarchy filled city of Atlantis, fires spread out the city, rubble and debrie filled the streets, and the screams of the innocent join the thunderstorm orchestra of heavy rain and thunder crashes.
The Legion of Carnage, were living up to their name and ruinous alliance, Mordred Deathharbinger the giant heavy armored Elder Daemon of Laharl was cleaving through everything with his giant spearsword, and letting bullets and flames fly as they shred and burn all the mortal and buildings caught in their wake, he was leading the knightmares, abyssalnites, mortifinis, and warrior Abyssal Defilers in the slaughter of everything, close to the second Elder Daemon of Carnage was the seventh.
The Elder and King of the Dreadlords, Varimathras using fel sorcery and raining down a barrage of meteorites onto the Atlantians, beside him were his subordinates and kin the Nathrezim/Dreadlords swiping claws on flesh, stomping/crushing bodies, and firing [Shadow Bolts, Fel Flames, Corruption] onto their victims, enjoying their deaths and feasting on their souls!!!
High in the air was the Firstborn of Laharl, the Beholder Daemon, Ba'al Allseer joined by Void Wraiths, Abyssal Wraiths, and Observers as they rain down daemonic sorcery, and warp-rays down onto the city, destroying and burning everything.
Beelzabub the Fly of Ruin, leading the stalkers, slaughter calvary, fly drones, daemon slimes, and death stingers swarming and slaughtering everyone, Beelzabub slashed through a dozen humans with his two giant sickles, as his drones liquefied the remains to allow the Elder Fly Daemon to feast on the repulsive goop of human-remains, and the trio of Clo'thoa, Hather, and Monica were mainly focused on the male denizens of Atlantis, with Clo'thoa unleashing her dark sorcery on the men, Hather was using her command over horrific locus and her cane to rip, tear, slash, and shred her victims into bloody gore, and their younger sister Monica the punk idol succubus was singing on her mic-scepter driving all that listen into insanity and explode their heads in gorery fashion
All the while the Triarch we're leading the succubi, allure stingers and lujuria dancers as they ravish the Atlantian-men in every meaning of the word...
Lastly there was the eighth and lasted Elder Daemon of Carnage, Lady Dimitrescu aka Alcina Dimitrescu with her dear daughters Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra making their way through the streets of Atlantis.
Alcina admit she'd never thought that she ever go to the mythical city of Neptune, but here she was enjoying her stroll and killing spree with her lovely daughters, which were swarming across the city shifting between their budflies and humanoid states, as they cut down and gouge victims apart as they were daemons now, free from their weakness and thirsty for man-thing blood.
All the while Alcina calmly strutted through the city using her long, razor-sharp claws to hack, stab, and cut apart all that stood in her way, all for the name of her God and savior, ohh beloved Lord Laharl!!!
All throughout the Sea City, Laharlish Daemons were causing absolute carnage and slaughter in the name of the Dark One, none were spared...with the exception of the Priestesses of Poisedon, that Alcina took notice and interest in, deciding to take them and see which were worthy of being drained and used for Wine, and which might be worthy of becoming her newest daughters.
Poisedon could feel and hear the cries of his followers as they were being butchered by the Arch-Daemon's minions.
Not only that the giant grey violet tinted monster (Nidhog) was destroying and sinking all the ship either trying to return with reinforcements or escape the Carnage happening in the city.
Soo as the Sea God evaded the latest snake-bite, and tried to again stab a serpent with his triton, only for him to feel a sharp pain to his side jumping back he realized he was bleeding, it was a deep cut he grunted in pain, as he looked at his opponent that was standing with his massive sword out stretched in his arm as he just delivered a slash, seems in Poisedon's laps moment of focus on the main body Laharl manage to cut him.
With the clear sign that the Arch-Daemon, was stronger and Poisedon wounded all over his body he knew any wrong mode would spell his defeat.
The God of the Ocean, decided that it was time to use his power against his hated foe.
The Storm became fiercer, and the rain started to become even heavier over the two Gods, and the tides as well as the currents were coming towards Poisedon.
Not knowing that even by the meager margin, Laharl was sensing the flow of water magic from slight touch of on his tentacles.
Seems that the Dark One was about to get assisted in the final steps in the creation of this new spell, the [Flowing Stream], Poisedon took some steps back, as he swipe the tips of the triton against the water and upon swiping upward several streams of pressurize seawater that had spinning tip to maximize the impact damage.
When the water stream drills charge at the Arch-Daemon, only for the Dark One to start focus on manipulating the water elemental magic as Poisedon's magical attack hit him full force on the chest, belly, and giant daemonhead of a lower body.
Grunting in some discomfort, as he started absorbing and manipulating the water hitting against his body...it was perfect and those blows started to flow around of the Dark One's body, almost like a constant stream in every inch of the form of the newly crowned Chaos God of Dark Arts.
As the spell of Flowing Stream was complete and immediately taking affect on Laharl.
Laharl speed has increase along with lowering the damage that Poisedon's attack was doing on him.
So the Dark One blasted forward hitting the King of the Seas with great strength and a speed that Poisedon didn't believe his enemy could be capable of.
Gasping for air as the punch of Laharl Valboga, as he smashed against the buildings near the watergates.
As Poisedon was being crushed under rubble, Laharl noticed that his spell has also caused a added effect by being in contact with water, he felt faster than he originally plan with the buff spell.
The Sea God stood up, using his triton to support himself back on his feet.
When he lifted his head only to come face to face with the incoming Ragnarok at him, Laharl was about to stab him, when Poisedon sidestep to the left causing the daemonic sword of darkness above his heart and also cutting into the shoulder as well, the Ragnarok pierced all the way through, and Poisedon screamed in agony as blood pour out the wound.
Laharl twisted the blade causing more damage and pain to Poisedon, then the upper serpents reached out and bite down onto the neck and toss the Olympian over his shoulder.
Poisedon bleed and the right arm was no useless, with the God of the Ocean not only suffering but also the city, as well.
The advantage and power he once felt in his city, was dwindling away.
The faith of his followers was whaying, along with his power, he heard the Arch-Daemon laughing when he spoke, "I'd promised you, that I'd bring destruction and ruin to your favorite city, Poisedon." Laharl spread his arms and continue speaking, "Listen. LISTEN TO THE SCREAMS, TO THE CARNAGE AROUND US!!!!"
Like a twisted orchestrated symphony...all around them, screams, wails, explosions, and untold carnage was befalling Atlantis, this greatly enraged Poisedon, as he yelled out his name and attacked Laharl Valboga with heavy triton thrusts and swings.
Only for the Dark One to easily evade all the Sea God's weak and unbalanced attacks, especially with the added speed from the [Flowing Stream] was granting the Dark Harbinger.
Laharl slashed Poisedon across the body of the Sea God, spraying blood as Laharl send his serpents to coil around Poisedon's left arm bending and twisting it in order to make the Sea God release his weapon.
Even with Poisedon futile attempts to resist against Laharl's serpents, even calling sharp fast waves to strike at the Arch-Daemon, which he took to stride all the Lord of Atlantis was doing was causing meager damage and empowering both his magical resistance and control over the water element.
But eventually the squeeze of the Sea God's arm was too much and forced making him release his grip on his treasured weapon, and making the Dark One "smile" or what could be considered a smile on his Arch-Daemon's face.
Disarmed Laharl began the beatdown on Poisedon, of course he wouldn't kill him...yet...but it didn't mean, that the Dark One wouldn't make his opponent suffer.
Laharl swiped his clawed-gauntlet equipped fist and bashed his sword's pummel over Poisedon without mercy, feeling and hearing bones shatter and break under the assault of the Arch-Daemon.
Then he replicated Soulcalibur Nightmare's throw, the [Soul Devour] first he pulled in Poisedon, smashing Ragnarok's pummel hard on his back, immediately following up with brutal strike/grab to the chest of the Sea God lifting his victim high whilst in the air, Laharl squeeze and crushed Poisedon a bit in his Claw of Hades' grasp, and finishing the throw by tossing the clearly beaten Olympian away like thrash, that toss causing great destruction to the market area of Atlantis, as Poisedon destroyed it with his body.
Before Poisedon could react he sensed that Laharl was already on him, he turned onto his back to see Laharl was driving down both his daemonic Power-Claw and giant sword down at him.
Unable to escape Laharl's attack, he was stabbed by both weapon, coughing out large amounts of blood, as Poisedon, he used his one good arm to try to pry out Laharl's claw, and escape again what the Arch-Daemon was trying to do to him.
The Dark One even with Poisedon's attempts to stop him, he has managed to grasp onto the Ocean King's core the soul of Poisedon, and said Olympian began to thrash and fight back more, against the claw and sword that were currently stabbed into his body.
He scream and grunted in utter agony as he felt that literally part of him was being torn out from him, just like Laharl and Nurgle have done to his brother Hades, blood gushed out his wounds, and dripped out his mouth as the Claw and Ragnarok along with their bodies started to glow in white, draining parts of Poisedon's essence, it was too late...Laharl has gotten a good grip on Poisedon's core/soul and started taking away his power.
At the end, after Laharl drained his portion of Sea God power, he removed his Claw and Ragnarok from Poseidon's body, leaving a pale weaken Olympian under the rubble and rain, conjuring his chain Gleipnir, he bound the weaken God as he was about to fly back to Olympus, to fight Zeus.
That's when he spotted the impaled corpse of Scyll, still on the temple where he left her and thought, "Despite it being my least favorite Scylla in appearance wise, I am a big fan of Scylla monsters in general. I can use her essence of that Boss, to create a whole new and beautiful Daemon Queen." Laharl spread his wings and flew towards, the corpse of the Scourge of the Ocean.
Once he was beside Scylla's corpse, he reached out his left claw and started pulling the still remaining essence and blood from Scylla, absorbing it onto his being for later once the GOW-Greece is completely in the grasp of Chaos, with that done Laharl flew back to his weaken captive, tighten the chain coiled around him and began flying back to the final battle...trusting his legion to destroy all that still remains of Atlantis, for he is the main Destroyer of this jewel of Greece.
Laharl chuckles as he flew through the stormclouds, Khorne rules Sparta and soon Athens which can be said are the main cities that produce War in ancient Greece.
Nurgle is now basically the Lord of the Underworld, whilst he obtained Atlantis...funny how he replaced Kratos as that city's doom, only quite honestly he was worse, the game-lore never stated that all Atlantians were killed when Kratos basically sunked the city, while he was insuring that all were killed and destroyed, for Atlantis shall become a daemon-city, his city now.