time to apologize

A random decision. Was it good, was it bad? Judge by yourself.
I've decided to make an illustration for a part of the 3rd chapter of Helliada. More precisely: the battle between Elda and Shiro Tsuki. Pretty old stuff. And, dear God, believe me, I'VE TRANSLATED THIS FOR YOU! Never again.
It must suffice for the description. Forgive me if I've translated something wrong 'cause it was hard as ffffff...
For polish guys, the original is HERE

    'Let him go!' she said firmly.

    'I have no intention of doing it.' the devil turned around and moved forward, pulling Luigino on an invisible leash. Elda decided to support her orders with actions. In a flash she materialized her white musket in her hand, and, rotating the gun on her finger, she aimed at the collar on the redhead boy's neck, praying to hit the mark. She pulled the trigger.

    The bullet, formed from a pure angelic energy, didn't hit the mark. Before anybody were able to blink, a long uniform spear made from unspecified material appeared in Tsuki's hand, and he, making a fast turn, impossible for immortals and most of the inhabitants of the underworld to do, bouncing the bullet with a precise hit directly to the barrel the bullet just left. The musket shined, like it was surprised with the return what it just shooted and Elda was pushed back. She involuntary fell at the floor.

    'I am sorry, but it's not going to be so easy.' walking slowly, the devil approached her when she was trying to stand up. Force of the impact wasn't strong, but something did not allow the girl to stand straight on her legs. She felt a weapon's blade on her throat. 'If you are going to fight, you'd better give up already.'

    'I'd like to kick your conceited ass first!' snarled Elda. She pushed the spear with her musket and stood up. Swarthy-skinned sighed.

    'Even if you owe me your life? If you want so, angel.'

    He turned the weapon in his fingers and struck its core on the floor. One could get an impression that the whole building shook and it was pretty close to the truth, because from the point of the hit clear cracks began to diverge. The girl stepped away, fearfully looking at the widening cracks, which quickly covered the entire surface of the corridor.

    'What are you going...?'

    Another impact broke the floor in pieces. Before the girl knew she started to fall. Paralysed by the surprise, she was only able to hear Luigino screaming in the distance. The musket disappeared from her hand. With blurred sight she looked down, when she felt a heat coming from there. A lake of magma was bubbling tens of meters below.

    That view restored her senses and she fluttered her wings to fly, looking around carefully. She was surrounded by stone walls, illuminated only by the shine of the hot liquid under her feet. The ceiling above her appeared from nowhere, preventing the escape. She turned around in the mid air. The redhead was still screaming something, but she wasn't able to distinguish words. The collar on his neck came alive: a tangle of strings emerged from it restraining his movements and tied him to the cave wall. The angel wanted to rush to help.

    'I'm going to set him free, however you must scratch me at least first.' Tsuki's voice resounded behind her unexpectedly. The deep of its tone pierced through her body, causing icy chills. She shivered, looking back. 'And you'd better do that before you lose your life.'

    The boy was floating on his wings right in front of her. He was holding the spear in his slender hands, ready to attack in any moment. Although the chill in his eyes was still the same, Elda felt the heavy demonic aura radiating from him, that slowly began to weaken her and hinder her breathing. Even the giant she just dissolved on Earth didn't have a such energy. In other words, she'd never felt it from any of her previous opponents. Fortunately creating a weapon was not a problem.

    'You'll get hurt and not even once!' she hissed, clumsily pretending her confidence, that managed to shrink dramatically. She didn't know why did she get into this, but she had to go on. She aimed and fired, but also this time blonde-haired devil hit the bullet without any effort. He looked at her expectantly.

    'Is it all you can do?' he sighed. Without warning, he rushed on the girl in a quick and smooth impact. Before she could react, she already had a wound along her right shoulder. She fluttered her wings and moved to a safe distance, but Tsuki continued his attack. Cold metal was still maiming her body, without giving her any chance to defend, not to mention about giving a shot. After a while, everything she could do was to veil herself with the musket. She parried the hit and shoved the devil away, and turning the weapon in her hands, she narrowly missed to hit his head, but she has to be very unlucky that day. Taking the opportunity, she fired a few bullets in his direction, but a second later these flew past her ears, bounced by the spear one more time.

    'It's not fair!' she shouted. Without thinking she started pushing towards him, more efficiently neutralizing the attacks of completely silent and peaceful opponent. Although since years she relied on her 'firearms', she'd give a lot for any sword at that moment. She felt it when Tsuki was pushing her down, right in the lava. She pulled herself together and strongly swung with her musket. Their weapons crossed, and both of them was push against so hard, that only a few centimeters left between of them. She felt his breath on her cheeks. The determination was mixing inside of her with the fear, that she didn't want to show in any case, but her eyes were revealing everything.

    'Even if you give up, you'd possibly die.'

    'I know it.'

    'So what are your intentions?'

    'I'd like to ask you same question.'

    'Why?'

    'At first you fight for us, to not let us die because of trifle, then because of another trifle you want to get rid of me. What's the point?'

    'I've set you free. It's you who has chosen this path.'

    'I'm fighting for someone, who you didn't restore this freedom to. Even if I die, I would do it with a clear conscience. I'm an angel and friendship, even a short one, is important to me.'

    'You have no common sense, angel.'

    'You don't get it. I think you had no opportunity to sacrifice yourself for someone.'

    The white eyes of the devil widened in a complete astonishment. The swish of the spear combined with the streak of a metal rod, that painfully threw Elda on a stone wall. She cried out in pain. Her aching limbs refused to obey, and the blood from her smashed head flooded the view. But she saw him. She saw the silhouette of Shiro Tsuki, who began to charge straight at her, with a blade pointing at her heart. She smiled wanly. For the last time and with remnant of her strength she raised her musket and pulled the trigger. They both must have been blinded by emotions, but the fortune was on the girl's side.

    With a loud bang, the bullet jumped out of the barrel and hit directly into the tip of the spear. A metallic tone resounded, and the weapon broke into pieces in the devil's hands. The shards dematerialised in the mid air. Tsuki, who did not expect a such turn of events at all, miraculously stopped in front of angel, pounded in the wall. For the first time some kind of fear appeared on his face, when he was looking at his empty hands.

    'Hey, you...' Elda's silent voice waked him up from amazement. 'I've lost, right? You can finish me off!' she laughed through her tears. 'Finish me off, 'cause there's no way for me to move now... All in all, it's a good thing... The death of an orphaned angel won't hurt anybody as much as death of a highborn young master, am I right? I had no chance anyways...'

    Her eyelids became too heavy, shattered and decorated with wounds body fell off the stone, then hurtled towards the lava. The girl was losing her consciousness gradually. She knew it was the end. The heat was embracing her, so unbearable and deadly.

    But it stopped suddenly, turning into a pleasant, safe warm. The warm of another person. Elda felt that someone is holding her in his arms, but she had no strength to check who it was. She fainted.

And this is all .____.