The Eminence of a True Monarch of the Shadows

[Third Person's PoV] 

The remaining Rulers were trembling with anger, their auras flaring uncontrollably as they glared at Cid.

"Now then, before you all get too worked up," Cid began, brushing a strand of hair from his face, "let me remind you of something. I've taken down nearly half of your forces, and I haven't summoned a single one of my shadows to assist me."

Their eyes widened in realization. He was right. From the start of the battle, Cid hadn't called upon any shadow soldiers. He had been toying with them the entire time.

"I should also mention," Cid continued, hands in his pockets, his hair swaying gently over his glowing purple eyes, "I could have brought my wives, who are also Monarchs, to expedite this, but I didn't. They're mad at me for that, by the way. But I'm in it for the thrill. I wanted to demonstrate just how inferior you all are. Clearly, that message wasn't getting through, so I had to spell it out for you."

The four remaining Rulers exchanged uneasy glances. Zeraphiel, the Ruler of Light, who bore the crown of light, frowned deeply. "What are you implying with all of this? That you could have easily destroyed us already?"

"Exactly," Cid nodded. "You've got it. I could have ended this at any moment. But I didn't, simply because I enjoy the game. I wanted to make sure you understood how outclassed you are."

The Rulers' grips on their spears tightened until their hands began to tremble with fury. Chrona, the Ruler of Fate, sighed, closing her eyes.

"Fine," she admitted reluctantly. "You win, Ashborn. We won't pursue you anymore. We've already suffered too many losses. And you can rest assured, we won't ally with the Monarchs either."

"..." 

Cid was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 

Cid doubled over, clutching his stomach. "Oh, this is rich! Let's give a round of applause to the Ruler of Comedy over here!" he mocked, slowly clapping his hands, glancing to the side as if addressing an invisible audience.

Liora, the Ruler of Justice, opened her mouth to defend Chrona, but Cid, wiping a tear from his eye, interrupted.

"That's funny," he said coldly, his expression hardening. "You think you still have a choice in this matter. No, no, no. You lost any say of the situation the moment I set foot in this place."

A shockwave of shadows erupted from Cid, forcing the Rulers to leap back in fear. The floor of the divine hall became engulfed in a swirling, smoking darkness, from which black and purple figures began to emerge.

The four remaining Rulers unleashed their power in response, but Cid, hands still in his pockets, began to walk away, his form fading as his presence disappeared and he turned invisible. "Iron, take charge," he ordered.

Iron gripped his shield and axe, releasing a thunderous battle cry that bolstered the courage and strength of the shadow forces. Leading the charge, Tank roared as he rushed forward, ready for battle.

Zeraphiel turned into a streak of light and charged towards the Shadow Soldier ready to engage them in battle but before she could a purple streak of light appeared and tackled her out of the way slamming her roughly against the wall. 

It was Lucifer, Cid's shadow which was made out of the shadow essence of thousands of demons gifted with the power of purple light. 

Zeraphiel had an annoyed expression, the two streaks of light then swam through the skies of the battlefield below. They never remained standing still in one spot and were flying all over the place. They're two lights smashing against each other. 

Zeraphiel struck her spear right through Lucifer, but grabbed her arm which was closed to his stomach, then grabbed her face. Zeraphiel's free hand went to Lucifer's arm trying to break free; however He was gripping her face too tightly. 

Lucifer unleashed a blinding and wide searing flash of light that would be equivalent to the sun, however it appeared Zeraphiel survived. 

Meanwhile Liora wanted to chase after Zeraphiel and fell but as she took off slightly Iron appeared from jumping down from the air swinging his axe down. Liora tried to dodge but it nicked her wings cutting them as the axe creating a miniature earthquake as it landed. 

Liora cried out and angrily tried to stab Tank but he blocked it with his shield creating large sparks between them. 

Tank pushed the spear upwards with his shield creating an opening and creating a large gash along her torso with his axe causing White and Gold blood to erupt from the wound. 

While Cid just casually levitate Pyrrhon's body from the ground using Rulers authority and unstuck Belisara and Tylos from the wall and stored their bodies into his shadows, "For save keeping, worry not your bodies won't go to waste, they would be put to very good use~" Cid said teasingly. 

Tusk grabbed his eye of avarice, the red crystal ball and unleashed a gravity hymn towards Auriel, the Ruler of Wisdom, who thought it would be wise to take to the skies as there were barely any monsters there. 

However thanks to Tusk spells he was slammed strongly against the ground that it cracked and from behind Tusk a group of red Ogres charged letting out a battle cry. 

Auriel screamed loudly as White and golden blood flew everywhere, their shouted and screaming, and grunts from the ogres in until the screaming stopped, when the ogres dispersed it revealed a gory sight, Auriel was down down limb by limb, along with his head which was separated from his body and wings which appeared to be ripped off, golden and white blood everywhere. 

Tank the giant ice bear charged towards Chrona who was annoyed and overwhelmed as she found and decapitated some of the Shadow Soldiers who managed to regrow their limbs, they were made from Bellion's army. 

Tank appeared from behind her and slashed at her back making her scream, feathers flying everywhere.

Chrona quickly turned around and faced Tank, Chrona tried to change her fate to survive her encounter against the ambush from her direction, however her eyes widened in shock, her Fate of survival was 0%, which meant no matter how much she multiple her chances of surviving her chances would still be 0%.

However she was going down without a fight, she let out a scream as she made sure it was her attacks that caused the fates of the shadows to end as a last resort. 

Which worked for lower level soldiers, which were mostly the bandits Cid found in his backyard, the one when Cid was around 5 and Claire had taken him to the forest and they ran into the bandit group together. For exactly the scarface who had his connection with Cid severed due to Chrona erasing his fate with him. 

However before Scarface disappeared he grabbed a hold of Chrona's spear, which Tank took a hold on with his jaw, and swung her around until she was slammed repeatedly on the floor and was then proceeded to be mauled over by all the world shadow animals in Cid's possession. 

Zeraphiel was screaming due to feeling everyone slowly dying and her own face practically melting. 

Lucifer created multiple swords of light and didn't even wait for them to finish materializing around him before sending them all flying towards Zeraphiel impaling her until she was stuck to the wall like a porcupine with purple sword handles coming out of her body. 

The swords all dissipated and Zeraphiel dropped down to the floor and landed spread eagle on the ground in a pool of her own white and gold blood.