The Entity of Contradictions

 They both charged at each other, Ema crossed her swords and slashed down in a cross shape. Marco met her attack with an upward swing using his scythe, the two attacks met and generated a massive explosion. Looking at the explosion Diya giggled happily seeing that Marco just reawakened and can exert this much power. The force generated ripped through the colosseum leaving it in a tattered mess. She then waved her hand covering the semi-destroyed colosseum with her energy. As if time was rewinding everything started to be restored while the walls glowed and visibly hardened. Seeing that this much should be enough to take the power the two were exerting she looked back at the fight.

 From the dust cloud, a figure flew out leaving a spray of pitch-black blood. Marco's bludgeoned body slammed hard into the restored wall leaving a massive crater in it. Ema appears before Marco flashing a bloodthirsty smile, eyes flashing with killing intent she slashes her swords towards him. Marco glared up and kicked in her face, the impact sent her skidding back. Smile still plastered on her face she kicked the ground and flew towards him.

 While Ema was tumbling back Marco saw that even though he pushed back Ema his leg was in terrible condition. Massive gashes were scored all over the leg he kicked Ema with, focusing on the image of his finger healing he tried to will his leg to heal. When he saw Ema flying towards him again, he quickly threw himself onto the ground.

 When Ema arrived, he Kicked with his good leg to gain some distance. He performed a flip and landed on his leg, looking down he saw that his leg was almost healed. He saw Ema slowly walking out of the debris from her charge. Her expression was chilling, a mixture of ecstasy, love and madness, with emphasis on the madness. She swung her blade in Marco's direction, the simple slash generated air pressure strong and sharp enough to split apart stones. Marco focusing on Ema swivelled to the side to dodge.

 Feeling that his leg had recovered he walked towards Ema, eyes blazing with joy and battle lust he smiled and placed his scythe on this shoulder. Ema seeing this loving smiled and sent another slash in Marco's direction. Seeing the slash Marco decided to challenge himself further, he wanted to parry the slash. He was not a coward, he would show his attacker that he would not back down and most importantly he needed to prove to himself that he would never surrender.

 When the slash was right in front of him Marco met the slash with his scythe, the impact on his body was insane. Just meeting the attack his body ached while he coughed up blood, his legs shook but he didn't let himself collapse. Stomping hard he flashed a feral grin shouting at the top of his lungs midway coughing blood "EMAAA, what is the all you got, I was expecting more from my dear wife."

 Seeing Marco's state Ema saw that he was beginning to go berserk but she knew deep down that he would fall due to something that petty. Deciding to meet his challenge she disappeared, with a burst of speed she appeared in front of Marco slashing at his neck. Marco's eyes flashed, dark power covered his body the slash connected with his neck. A tink sound was heard while the blade shattered.