Prologue- Chicas En El Fin Del Mundo

" Not another move! This time I won't hesitate to kill you!"

The girl yelled even though her lungs burned with an agony she knew too well. Her tears plummeted to the mangled ground she struggled to stand on. She poised her magical artifact intently at the figure standing before in the city she once called home.

" That's a bold claim for someone who couldn't even save her friends. Was the whole hero act too much for you?" The other girl sneered a cruel smile at her opponent while brandishing a magical weapon of her own. Her eyes reflected the canvas of carnage surrounding her.

Both girls were decorated with scars and fresh blood ran down their bodies. Their appearance was almost a direct representation of their battlefield. The once beautiful city of New York now laid in ruin. Dust and rubble were all that was left of their hometown.

One possessed the eyes of a victim; full of sorrow and on the verge of breaking.

The other had the eyes of a killer; malice and venom acting in twain.

A potent magical aura encircled each girl; one of darkness and the other of light. Rubble flew through the air as if it could sense their bloodlust.This would be the final battle. The battle to determine the fate of the world.