Still reeling from grievous wounds suffered in her prior disgraceful defeat, Celeste found her formidable fighting prowess severely diminished. Beset by two potent adversaries this time, she swiftly found herself on the backfoot from the outset, steadily giving ground.
The monsters quickly located Celeste's glaring weak point - the cerulean astral gem nestled between her ample bosoms that served as the wellspring of her deific might. Pouncing ferociously, they seized hold of this vital vulnerability and maniacally siphoned off the hallowed jewel's prodigious power.
Celeste struggled frantically to wrest free, but enfeebled as she was, her efforts proved feeble. With her energy reserves plummeting precipitously, dizzying waves of vertigo assailed her as lucidity gradually dissolved.
In the end, the fiends visited one final blasphemous coup de grâce upon the prostrate, barely conscious Celeste. The piteous goddess collapsed once more, slipping into an ignominious stupor. The guardian of humanity thus again lay vanquished - a turn of events beyond tragic.