After a long massacre and fierce fighting, the god of war and the other deities fell, one by one, under Absoria's relentless blows. As the sky turned red with blood and destruction, Camelia and Styr crossed the dimensional rifts and finally reached Earth.
Meanwhile, Maria, Celina, and Garu had just arrived at Nitra's house. Maria, immersed in her childhood memories, wandered through each room with melancholy. The memories with her mother, once filled with happiness, were now tinged with deep sadness.
As she relived these moments, a loud noise echoed through the house. Maria turned quickly and ordered Garu and Celina to check the source of the noise. Obeying their mistress's command, they cautiously went outside, weapons at the ready.
Outside, three women stood before them. One had white hair and a black blindfold covering her eyes, the second had hair as black as night, and the last had hair as golden as the sun. Celina immediately pointed her sword at them, on the defensive.
"Who are you, strangers?" Celina asked in a sharp voice.
The white-haired woman stepped forward slowly, without fear, and replied, "I should be asking that question. What are you doing in my home? Leave immediately, or I will kill you."
Garu and Celina refused to move. In response, the white-haired woman drew a black sword, which she named "Despair." In a flash, she lunged at Garu, who was completely taken by surprise. The blow threw him several meters, leaving him half unconscious.
Hearing the commotion, Maria ran out of the house. She struck the woman's sword, disarming her and throwing her to the ground.
"Who are you? And how dare you fight here?" Maria shouted, anger and confusion mingling in her voice.
The woman on the ground looked at her calmly. "I should be asking you that question, little one."
Furious, Maria gave Celina an order: "Celina, get Garu and make sure he's okay."
"Yes, Mistress Maria," Celina replied respectfully.
Hearing that name, the white-haired woman froze, her eyes widening in surprise. "Did she say Maria? That's... impossible..." she whispered, a troubled emotion crossing her face.
The woman slowly stood up, her eyes filled with repressed pain, then asked in a trembling voice, "Little one, what is your name? And how do you know this house?"
Maria replied suspiciously, "My name is Maria, and this house belongs to my mother."
The white-haired woman stared at her, as if she had just received a huge shock. "Tell me, what is your mother's name?" she asked, her hands trembling slightly.
After a moment's hesitation, Maria replied, "Nitra."
At these words, the woman began to cry. Tears flowed silently down her face as she slowly removed the black blindfold from her eyes. "Maria... it's me... your mother, Nitra."
Maria's world collapsed. "That's impossible..." she whispered, refusing to believe what she was hearing.
Nitra, without another word, used her divine power. A wave of memories flooded Maria's mind, showing her scenes from a past life with Nitra. Moments of tenderness, suffering, and finally, tragic separation. Maria could not hold back her tears and burst into sobs, falling into Nitra's arms.
Joan of Arc and Amaterasu, Nitra's two generals, watched the scene with bewilderment. An ironic smile appeared on Joan's face, while Amaterasu, more pensive, remained silent.
As emotions ran high, a crack formed in the space around them. Two majestic beings emerged from this breach: gods from the sky. Their imposing presence made the earth tremble, and a heavy silence fell.
Styr and Camélia, still on their mission, immediately sensed this cosmic disturbance. They used their mental connection to warn Absoria of the situation.
"Master, there's a problem. Two gods from the sky have appeared here."
Absoria, slightly exasperated by this news, replied with icy calm: "What do you mean? Try to hold them off. Keep them busy while I take care of another matter. I'll join you soon." Melia also sensed this disturbance but remained calm and continued her training.
The celestial battle that was looming promised to be an unprecedented ordeal. The tragic reunion between Maria and Nitra had just taken place, but the gods of the sky were not prepared to let Absoria and his allies get away so easily. The fate of these beings, both on Earth and in the heavens, was now irrevocably linked, and the world trembled under the threat of an imminent celestial war.