The Demon Triumphs.

"It's just you and me now, I'm not going anywhere till one of us falls".

The stone Valkyrie's head moved by a centimeter, then its eyes darted downwards.

Elijah steeled his nerves, and began to approach the valkyrie, this time, all on his lonesome.

He didn't try to run from it, nor did he turn his back to the statued monstrosity, the demon was prepared to stare down death in order to live, the demon was prepared to prove his valor.

The valkyrie jumped down from its horse, and rested its menacing blade on its shoulder, as if welcoming the challenge from Elijah.

It strutted leisurely in his direction, while its steed gave them room for their epic showdown.

Elijah wasn't about to be outdone, a rose short sword, engraved with beautiful patterns of roses, resembling something a refined young lady would wield, materialized in his right hand.

The rose short sword, forged entirely from astral cores radiated with an intense astral energy.