And so a new day had began in Arda, the start of Winter infact. To mark the start of this time there was going to be a great battle within the Salquedor Grasslands, a battle between two brother, the two brothers being Alba Meria and his litle brother by the name of Zenith Meria. Once Zenith had found out Alba was still alive the angel had wanted to slay his brother. Alba was only two happy to take up this challenge, since after all the Chaos Phoenix had grown alot in power. Alba had become a follower of Ita once more and was now in training as one of her Chaotic Gladiators. With his usual scythe within his grasp Alba stood within the Salquedor Grasslands awaiting on the little brother to show up. Sure Alba was outmatched in power by Zenith, but the Phoenix held a great deal of pride within him and would never give up against the angel.

Alba grip around his scythe was like a death grip that would never let go. He was wearing his usual long red cloak and Bloodshed Armour. His Bloodshed Shield was strapped onto his back while the Phoenix had a Katar within a sheath on his right leg. Although there was something different about Alba this day, because instead of only having a third weapon, that being a basic Katana hanging from his left side, the Phoenix had a new weapon! In his left hand the Phoenix held the pole of a large Halbred, this Halbred has a curved blade on each end of it, the new weapon was called the Butterfly Halbred of Bloodshed and it was a perfect weapon for the Phoenix to weild.

Now with two powerfull polearm weapons Alba was ready to take on his brother, the spells Alba knew shifting within his mind ready to be cast in a moments notice. Soon Alba could see something drawing closer to him from the sky, he jus to hope that it was Zenith. The Phoenix was ready to spill some blood, with luck he would kill Zenith once and for all, but even if Alba was able to badly injure the Angel and force him to leave the battle then it would be a great victory for the Chaos Phoenix known as Alba. The battle would start soon and Albas lust for the blood of his brother was running through him more now than ever"