Apostle Aine

"Another one!" the eldritch said with excitement as he looked upward.

Up in the sky, a beautiful woman with three eyes was looking at him. Her gaze was filled with killing intent. Two black wings sprouted from her back like Mara's, but hers were smaller.

She wielded two pairs of handguns painted in sleek black. Murky dark energy was coming out from her body.

A pentagram appeared in front of her gun barrels, then BANG! She shot a barrage of bullets.

Each one appeared like a sword of light, clashing with the eldritch, dreadful energy. He created a barrier to hold them back.

But the swords of light began to glow, then linked with each other, creating a magic circle with six pivotal points. The circle glowed, then started dispersing the eldritch barrier.

"A pandemonium energy mixed with divinity, now this is interesting," the eldritch said with maniacal laughter.