Lets do This

As Demogorgon stared at the school, Melfara and the students took their places to fight. Five days had passed since the war had started but because Melfara's spell, which was no longer activated, it had kept the school safe while the students healed. With everyone rested and ready for this time, the headmistress stood at the front. Dakota herself was ready for the battle. Her battle suit had be repaired and her blade in hand had been sharpened.

"If you seek for death then step closer, if you want your students to live step back and surrender. As a headmistress you know which decision is right, little one." Demogorgon smirked, knowing it was hopeless for the school to fight.

The little girl looked at him with confident eyes, "Those who stand behind me are not students. Those are the warriors who fight for the Academy. No. They fight by my side for the freedom, for the similes, for a better day!"

The whole school roared in agreement.

Demogorgon laughed. "Let's see who'll win."

"We will! Because the right always wins!" The headmistress called out.

"So who decides what's wrong and right? Reality?" The man challenged.

Caught off guard by his questions, Melfara faltered. Dakota knew she could not do this alone. Gathering her courage, the cat stepped up beside the little girl. She stood as proud as she could. Only her glare gave away the anger she felt.

"Right and wrong is different for each person but as a whole the world knows that slaughtering others is wrong! We shall never surrender!" Yelled Dakota.

"The entire world is governed by the reasoning of dirty-minded adults. We're able to obscure reality according to our obsessions. You're never actually shown what reality is. In that case the reality you speak of is a half-baked nonsense that has been altered. Trying to confirm this bullshit reality into the one you want is like is like trying to join two pieces of a puzzle that do not fit. Justice will triumph, you say, yes? Of course it will. Because the strongest will become justice!" Demogorgon shouted.

"And we are the strong!" Dakota yelled back.

Melfara pulled out her weapon, "Today we decide this once and for all!”

It happened in an instant. The hell hounds lunged at every student. At the same time the students attacked back. Dakota was busy with her own hounds to pay attention to what everyone was doing. Her ears rang every time teeth or claws scraped at her blade. She tried laying her ears back to block out some of the noise but it was no use.

Hissing at the two hounds that were staying just out of reach of her sword, the girl was tripped by a hand that popped out of ground. Managing to hold onto her sword and turning onto her back, Dakota thrusted the sword into the the chest of the dog that lunged at her. When it pulled away, howling in pain, it ripped her sword from her hands. Pulling out her last dagger, the cat stabbed the hand so it let go. Quickly jumping to her feet with only a dagger and no magic since her only source was her sword, Dakota faced the second hound.

Defending herself the best she could with her small dagger, the cat managed to get to the dead hell hound. The cat kicked the living on in the face causing it to back off as it wined. Sheathing her dagger and pulling her sword free of the dead body at her feet, blood dripping off the end, Dakota used the sword to end the second hound with one swipe through the neck. Damien joined her side as three more took the place of the fallen two.

“"Excellent job Dakota. Now let's finish them off, shall we?”

Dakota smiled and nodded then changed the hound, using her sword to attack. The cat lifted her sword and throw the hound back. Again the girl's ears rang as the dog's teeth slid down the length of her blade. Glancing at the professor, Dakota spotted the dead hound then looked up just in time to watch the second lunge and sink it's teeth into the man's neck. The cat was about to help when the hound she was fighting lunged her at. Shifting her stance, the cat swung her sword, slicing open the dog's jaw and throat.

Blood continued to drip from the sword tip. The cat did not care. She ran to Damien's side and thrusted her sword through the ribs of the hound. Pulling her blade free, the dog dropped in a pool of it's own blood. A hound then attack the girl from behind. Dropping to the ground with teeth in her shoulder, Dakota cried out in pain. The girl had landed awkwardly on her arm and now it pained her greatly. Not able to use her sword and seeing Damien was busy with his own problems, the cat transformed. Luck was on Dakota's side. With sharp claws, Dakota yanked the hound off her back and with a swipe of her paw took it's life.