After 3 long centuries, Azrael's retribution against himself is complete. And Akiva has a sick new hair style.

Back in Sector Thirteen, Akiva falls, the green streams of light fading away from her body. Azrael steps forth to catch her and slumps to his knees with her in his arms, visibly concerned. She's limp and appears to be unconscious. Half of her bangs has turned white, just like his did when he made his own Elixir 300 years ago. Azrael looks up to the Veil of Lives. There are no red stars in sight. AZRAEL: "/The red stars... the Hellhounds... They're finally free./" He finally begins to cry.