A spear thrusted into the creature, the weapon glowed a neon green. There were swarms of them all over the city. Standing in the middle was a lone figure. He wore greek styled armor with a pteruges. His muscular figure peaked through his unarmored portions.
A spear in one hand and a shield in another. He battled through the horde, not stopping for a moment. With a yell, the warrior slammed his foot onto the floor, a blast of ice speared into the beings.
Taking a quick breather, the warrior's head snapped up. A figure flying towards him at extreme speeds.
After a few seconds, the person slammed into the concrete, picking up dust and cracking the ground. As the person stood, they were a woman. Her flowing black hair was held back by a starred tiara. She was none other than Diana of Themyscara, also known as Wonderwoman.
She looked towards the warrior before her, the princess taking in the warrior before her. Yet before she could say anything, ice cracked.
Quickly turning around she socked the being Lunging towards her, sending it flying into others. She took a step back, meeting another body. Quickly turning her head, the saw the warrior in a similar position his shield raised.
Their eyes met, one a crystal blue the other an emerald green. They nodded in understanding, and the new allies began their battle.
The fought side by side, slaying the monsters surrounding them. Cutting through their enemies like nothing, they were completely in sync. They fought as if they were dancing, twirling around one another.
A bright flash spread throughout the battlefield, the creatures disappearing as it washed through them. The two warriors finally able to breathe in relief.
They sized each other up, taking in their appearance.
Diana barely reached his chest, the amazonian having to look up at him. His armor was well fitted, the cloth hugging his frame, while the armor left room for flexibility.
His amor was pitch black except for lines of blue scattered throughout. He wore a pair of leather sandals, the strappes going up his to his knees.
"Well met warrior, what is your name," Diana asked the man.
Looking down at the Princess of Themyscara, the man's cold eyes softened as if looking at an old friend.
"I am Elpis, Diana of Themyscara the spirit of hope and son of Nyx," the now revealed Elpis replied.
Diana's eyes widened in surprise not expecting such a warrior to be the embodiment of hope.
"It is an honor to meet you lord Elpis," Diana greeted the being with a bow.
"No need for the false subservience Diana, I am no Olympian. Now come, there are many who need the hope of heroes," Elpis said, dismissing her attempts to appease him.
The two began two fly, searching for citizens to help.
