Like all battlegrounds, it was hectic. Idly Laura wondered just how many of the participants had ever experienced something like this, yet that thought never paused or even slowed the veteran of countless battles down. The moment the Owl showed herself Laura's attention shifted entirely to her. What's more, the sea of Spirits roused more than they had ever before, their instinctual anger demanding Owl's utter annihilation.
Yet... the twin lances of light descended on the battlefield, piercing the empty vacuum of space as they wreaked havoc on the Directory forces. Immediately they all knew who had come.
Duminass. Within reach at last.
Even before she had consciously come to the realization, the cast processes of a dozen Dogmas had started inside her, aimed at the one that had taken everything from her. Yet those Dogmas would never be finished.
Pain. All over her body, excruciating pain humanly impossible broke. Like she was being torn to shreds, forcibly reassembled only to be flayed and torn anew over and over in less than a second. Her mind was crushed to a pulp and carelessly tossed aside, no longer in control of her body. Of anything at all.
"a-" A single noise was all that escaped. A quivering, strangled mess, a whimper forced out through a choking, crushed rippling throat. Not the loud yell of pain it was supposed to be. Merely a tiny whimper cut off in an instant as soon as it began, as something infinitely greater than Laura took control of her body and mind.
Only silence remained.
There was a ripple in the space around Vermilion Protector, the properties of said area changing. Then another, and another. Until the space was rippling and waving like a lake's surface after a stone was thrown in to the lake. And the light began to bend, being absorbed and siphoned by the Vermilion Protector, the Autowarlock becoming nothing but a white outline shining as bright as a star.
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With a deafening, mind numbing roar, all the light that it had absorbed was sent out of it, the ripples in space stilling in an instant as the Autowarlock was completely hidden, suddenly hidden by a massive cocoon of light. The roar itself traveled through the entire battlefield in an instant. It was not a physical sound, instead assailing everyone inside their minds.
A choir of countless numbers, roaring as one. Wordlessly expressing their pain. Their anger, their sorrow, their hatred. Their lust for revenge. Yet alongside the voices was also the rumbling of the earth, the fierce gales of a tornado, the roaring of a tsunami and an inferno both as all the Spirits of a lost world bellowed out their pain.
With another roar, the cocoon unfurled from the front like a pair of great wings, revealing Vermilion Protector.
Its visage was unchanged, but it was bleeding with energy, as the power of all the Spirits together that now inhabited it was far too great for the Autowarlock and its pilot to contain for long.
It was tiny in comparison to the great wings of energy that had unfurled, now forming a massive half of a circle that was pointed towards Duminass.
Every tiny portion of the surface of those great wings began to...move, forming innumerable 'points' of light brighter still. A closer look would finally reveal the true nature of what had been the cocoon.
Magic circles. Each one rotating around its own centerpoint, pointed towards Duminass as they were.
Hundreds - no, thousands of Tontatons cast simultaneously with nary a thought,
The vengeful Spirits growled in unison.
This spelled their doom, their final action as who they were. Their reasons were their own, yet the Spirits whom had lost their sapience had all desired vengeance above all. Whether it was because of hate, sorrow, anger, pain or simple desire to get even every single one of them desire naught more than revenge, to avenge their world.
And that single, unifying desire had made the impossible happen, and the mass of innumerable Spirits that had mostly been fused together after several years inside Vermilion Protector had managed to force a Possession. Yet being contained in such a tiny body would complete their fusion, and their identities woudl disappear foreer.
But not before revenge. They would tear Duminass to shreds as their final act.
With a final howl, the burning Autowarlock crying to the space above, the Tontatons were launched at Duminass.
Yet... the twin lances of light descended on the battlefield, piercing the empty vacuum of space as they wreaked havoc on the Directory forces. Immediately they all knew who had come.
Duminass. Within reach at last.
Even before she had consciously come to the realization, the cast processes of a dozen Dogmas had started inside her, aimed at the one that had taken everything from her. Yet those Dogmas would never be finished.
Pain. All over her body, excruciating pain humanly impossible broke. Like she was being torn to shreds, forcibly reassembled only to be flayed and torn anew over and over in less than a second. Her mind was crushed to a pulp and carelessly tossed aside, no longer in control of her body. Of anything at all.
"a-" A single noise was all that escaped. A quivering, strangled mess, a whimper forced out through a choking, crushed rippling throat. Not the loud yell of pain it was supposed to be. Merely a tiny whimper cut off in an instant as soon as it began, as something infinitely greater than Laura took control of her body and mind.
Only silence remained.
Gone.
Their world was gone.
Their friends. Their homes. Their beloved memories.
The starlit sky, breathtaking in its beauty.
The sun, the mother of life and warmth, caring for her children.
The wind. The gentle, caressing breeze taking away your worries with it.
The streams that sang a lovely song for any with ears to listen to it.
The deep roots of the earth. The steadfast, reliable support and backbone of the planet.
The light, easing your fears and worries and showing the beauty of the world.
The dark, shadows that protected and offered refuge when the world became too much.
Gone. Everything was gone, never to return. Everything.
Their world was gone.
Their friends. Their homes. Their beloved memories.
The starlit sky, breathtaking in its beauty.
The sun, the mother of life and warmth, caring for her children.
The wind. The gentle, caressing breeze taking away your worries with it.
The streams that sang a lovely song for any with ears to listen to it.
The deep roots of the earth. The steadfast, reliable support and backbone of the planet.
The light, easing your fears and worries and showing the beauty of the world.
The dark, shadows that protected and offered refuge when the world became too much.
Gone. Everything was gone, never to return. Everything.
There was a ripple in the space around Vermilion Protector, the properties of said area changing. Then another, and another. Until the space was rippling and waving like a lake's surface after a stone was thrown in to the lake. And the light began to bend, being absorbed and siphoned by the Vermilion Protector, the Autowarlock becoming nothing but a white outline shining as bright as a star.
▂▂▂▂▃▃▃▃▅▅
With a deafening, mind numbing roar, all the light that it had absorbed was sent out of it, the ripples in space stilling in an instant as the Autowarlock was completely hidden, suddenly hidden by a massive cocoon of light. The roar itself traveled through the entire battlefield in an instant. It was not a physical sound, instead assailing everyone inside their minds.
A choir of countless numbers, roaring as one. Wordlessly expressing their pain. Their anger, their sorrow, their hatred. Their lust for revenge. Yet alongside the voices was also the rumbling of the earth, the fierce gales of a tornado, the roaring of a tsunami and an inferno both as all the Spirits of a lost world bellowed out their pain.
▂▂▃▃▅▅▅▅
With another roar, the cocoon unfurled from the front like a pair of great wings, revealing Vermilion Protector.
Its visage was unchanged, but it was bleeding with energy, as the power of all the Spirits together that now inhabited it was far too great for the Autowarlock and its pilot to contain for long.
It was tiny in comparison to the great wings of energy that had unfurled, now forming a massive half of a circle that was pointed towards Duminass.
Every tiny portion of the surface of those great wings began to...move, forming innumerable 'points' of light brighter still. A closer look would finally reveal the true nature of what had been the cocoon.
Magic circles. Each one rotating around its own centerpoint, pointed towards Duminass as they were.
Hundreds - no, thousands of Tontatons cast simultaneously with nary a thought,
The vengeful Spirits growled in unison.
This spelled their doom, their final action as who they were. Their reasons were their own, yet the Spirits whom had lost their sapience had all desired vengeance above all. Whether it was because of hate, sorrow, anger, pain or simple desire to get even every single one of them desire naught more than revenge, to avenge their world.
And that single, unifying desire had made the impossible happen, and the mass of innumerable Spirits that had mostly been fused together after several years inside Vermilion Protector had managed to force a Possession. Yet being contained in such a tiny body would complete their fusion, and their identities woudl disappear foreer.
But not before revenge. They would tear Duminass to shreds as their final act.
With a final howl, the burning Autowarlock crying to the space above, the Tontatons were launched at Duminass.
And the world exploded in light
as the colossal wave after wave of laser beams shined brighter than anything else
for but an ephemeral moment of vengeance.
as the colossal wave after wave of laser beams shined brighter than anything else
for but an ephemeral moment of vengeance.
