Devil Ninja

"Aaah!"

An explosion of reddish-black power slammed into the ground not far from where Rias stood, and the expulsion of energy sent her hurtling backward. Despite the pain singing her arms and face, she flipped her body around using her wings to change direction, then landed on her feet. Yet even though she landed, she was not safe. More attacks rained down on her from above. She leapt backward, her wings flapping to propel her further than she could by herself, allowing her to just barely outpace the attacks.

Dark reddish-black energy, the same kind that had attacked her, gathered within her hands. They formed a pair of discuses, which she threw at her foe with all the strength in her arms. It was blocked by a barrier that formed around her opponent. The man who blocked the attack walked toward her with measured steps, even as he flicked his wrist.

"Tch!"

Rias narrowed her eyes as sixteen spheres appeared around her. Each one contained incredible amounts of demonic power. All that power was compressed into an object barely the size of her fist. She couldn't figure out how much power due to her inexperience, but she could sense that each one was more than powerful enough to do real damage if she wasn't careful.

Brother really isn't holding back.

The spheres only remained stationary for a moment before they flew at her like bullets. Rias reacted on instinct, forming a shield around her as she knelt on the ground. The shield was destroyed instantly, but it gave her just enough time to use the powers of destruction to create a crater large enough for her to hide in. The spheres whizzed by overhead but missed her.

Once she determined the attacks were gone, Rias leapt up--and almost ate a faceful of her brother's Power of Destruction. A wave of reddish-black energy erupted in front of her, forcing her to leap back. The wave moved closer, however, as if it could sense where she was and sought her out. She clicked her tongue, channeled the Power of Destruction into her hand, and gritted her teeth as she struggled to condense it.

Thinner. Sharper. Like a blade. A sword.

The Power of Destruction in her hand sought to explode outward, but with sweat pouring down her forehead, neck, arms, and torso, she exerted her will and shaped it into a blade, which she swung with all her might at the onrushing wave.

Her swing split the wave in half, allowing her to safely escape from the attack. That was not the end of her troubles, however, as her opponent flew above her and began raining down destruction. Massive pellets like rain soared toward the ground and slammed into the dirt like miniature meteors. Each attack formed a small crater shaped like a perfect circle.

"Damn it!"

Rias swore loudly as she ran across the battlefield, avoiding the raining destruction with everything she had, utilizing all of her senses and reflexes to keep herself one step ahead of the attacks.

I can't let this go on!

She knew that if the battle were to continue like this, she would lose. No ifs, ands, or buts. Yet her opponent had complete control of the battle's flow. Was there anything she could do?

High above her head, her foe continued his destructive barrage. Crimson hair just like her own billowed in a stiff wind, green eyes so similar to hers were narrowed but calm, and the small smile he wore showed how little effort he was actually putting into this battle. He wore no armor for this. Instead, he was dressed in the uniform expected of a PE coach, which looked weird on him.

Rias Gremory had always known about how powerful her brother was. Hailed as the strongest devil to ever emerge, stronger even than the original Satan, Sirzechs Lucifer was a legend among their kind. His story was taught in history books. The legend of his war against the Old Satan Faction was something every young devil was taught.