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“We aren’t alone,” Iris grimaced, a stark contrast to demeanour only moments before Cho sealed the entire group shut in this dark corridor.
Obviously, hun, Morene thought to herself as she looked past Iris and glazed her eyes over the strange symbol on the crumbling walls. Only visible due to the small light of a torch, each and every one of the fashionably late resistance fighters thankful for their keen senses, be it augmented robotics, superhuman biology or seismic radars.
The knochten’s helmet collapsed, air hissing in the nearly pitch black tunnel loud enough to echo, plates sliding to the back of her head. Immediately, a ghostly cold breeze ran through her hair, forcing her to blink. The knight-errant walked forwards, looking down the branching pathway. She placed a gauntleted palm upon the android’s shoulder, moving past her, as if telling Iris to let her lead for a while.
“Hm?” Iris tilted her head. “Do you see something, Morene?”
The huntress didn’t respond yet. Neither Iris nor Cho could see Morene’s eyes losing moisture as she stared forward intently, lowering her head as the tiny hairs on her neck stood up. Her mouth was open slightly, and as the knochten lowered her head, Iris could tell she was listening. To what, she didn’t know, but as Cho opened his mouth to speak, the android looked over and nodded. The earthbender gulped, stepping back for a moment as the carnal thrashing of the unmaking outside faded into the distance.
Morene couldn’t hear anything. Not yet. She was lost in thought; this all happened so fast that she didn’t have any time to register the scale of what was going on, and only a few feet into these tunnels did she realize why the visitant spirits beckoned her to this city that soared only hours ago. It’s all gone now. This is a planetary conflict.
Looking up again, Morene attempted to read the symbol on the wall. Nothing came to her, except the tiny bit of intelligent and much-too-revealing information that one of those creatures threatened her squadron with. You only push yourselves deeper into our throat; this was a nest of sorts, and all of these symbols spoke to her of some sort of prophecy aeons ago. She knew that was only a guess, and she didn’t care if her hunch was wrong, it didn’t matter.
She raised her armored hand upwards as she looked down, snapping her finger with a particular clanking sound. The echo travelled through the tunnels long enough for Morene to deduce that there weren’t any other immediate branching paths beyond the two presented to them. Her mind wandered again, remembering the exact moment before she dropped hot into the bleeding heart of the City of Hope. A shattered lob of rock now sinking perilously into the oceans of Opealon, the remains of what used to be Nausicaa mapped out inside of Morene’s head. Outside, one of the few remaining buildings was a holy site built of stern concrete and readily defensible. If Morene had wanted to assist in a productive manner, she knew she’d have to reach there somehow. Still, the only way out now was through these tunnels dripping with mildew and caked in thick dust.
Iris began to get antsy. “Morene?” The android repeated.
The knochten looked behind her, gesturing to Cho this time. The earthbender walked forward after murmuring to himself, clearly anxious about this deathly situation. Morene requested him a favor as she wrapped her helmet back over her head.
“Dear, can you take a moment and sense these walls? Try to scout ahead, I mean?”
“O-oh, yeah,” Cho stuttered back, pressing his hands up against the cold stone in front of him. He didn’t forget he could do such a thing, no, but he was admittedly anxious that any movement would get him and his friends surrounded. The boy didn’t know the parademons smelt fear instead. Iris decided to be quiet now, letting these two do their work.
Closing his eyes, Cho concentrated into feeling the veins of this forsaken island, listening to its whispers far more deeply than Morene could on her instincts. A moment passed before the boy took as deep of a breath as he could without inhaling the foreign substances in the air.
“It’s... long, and there’s a lot of movement, on this side, the right… There’s some bigger spaces though, but all of them seem to be the… same size, I think?”
Iris nodded. “We go left, then?”
“Aye,” Morene agreed. A shaky breath left Cho’s chest as she continued to speak. “The ideal is a nice flank, but we just need a path of least resistance to escape these halls for now. We need to be hasty.”
With that, the huntress walked forwards, thinking about summoning her explosive energy weapon, but the rational side of her brain immediately dismissed that thought. These tunnels were barely keeping up as it is, so her sword would have to do. Even in a claustrophobic space such as this, her blade still had the freedom to move vertically, more than enough mobility to generate the momentum needed to make waste of whatever disgusting unmaking fiend decides to show up.
It didn’t take long for that to happen. A pair of fluttering wings made themselves extremely apparent as the group jogged on deep into the left side of the fork. Most of the creatures had poured into the city already, but similar to a beehive, there was always a soldier or two standing guard. The knight-errant turned her head, taking the lead in front of her comrades as she spoke to them.
“I’ll make this quick.”
Morene raised her sword, lowering it again to the side of her hip, ready to cut. Red eyes of parademon scum glistened in the distance of the tunnel as they lunged forwards, coming into view to the three resistance fighters. Immediately, the demons screeched as they closed in to claw at Morene, Cho only a few paces behind as Iris found herself all the way at the back. They couldn’t do much but let the knochten perform her technique, watching while squared up just in case the second one tried to focus on them.
It didn’t, though. Both Morene and the unmade duo had intention to bulldoze their way through their enemies one by one. As Morene lifted her blade into a cut, the frontmost parademon had already lost in that regard. It voided her first underhand slice, the vibrating blade singing in the dark corridor as it hit nothing, but as soon as the demon flew back in, its wrist was immediately graced with the tip of her sword coming back around to swing again, cleaving through its arm and into it’s jaw, putting it out of commission.
The huntress drew a breath, preparing for the impact of the other fiend to drive their claws into her armor, which she realized moments ago was enough to penetrate. She tried to avoid it’s deadly claws by stepping back with complete control, stomping her foot down in an impressive display of balance. As she did, something fell directly on top of the demon whose eyes were trained on hers. She heard a loud crash.
Morene had a brief moment of confusion before she realized what was going on, now looking over at the fiendish creature whose body was instantly crushed as if it was trapped in a hydraulic press. Her immediate thought was that the tunnel was collapsing under the pressure, but then she realized nothing around them was crashing down. She looked back at Cho, whose hands were outstretched and lungs were trying to catch enough oxygen to focus on the fight ahead. Morene nodded.
“Good,” she praised. Iris raised her hands in dismay, now recovering after reeling back from the impact.
“Man, you two are making me feel like an anchor!” The android whined as the earthbender retracted the pillar of stone.
“You’ll get your time,” Morene chuckled, trying her best to stay motivated in this dire circumstance. She spoke sternly then, resting the blade of her greatsword on her pauldron, pommel in hand. “Let’s keep going, forsooth.”
The crew expected something that resembled a break from the action now, but the circumstance did not call for it. The unmaking would not falter, and the forces that tore Nausicaa to its knees would not let them rest. As the three ran forwards, the tunnel was illuminated by a sudden surge of pale blue light. They couldn’t see the source of it, but the immediate heat wave that Morene recognized as the sound of an exploding jet of fire spoke of obvious danger ahead, halting their steps. The group turned their heads to face each other briefly.
“Yeah?!” Iris exclaimed, waiting for input, mostly from the knight-errant taking charge for now.
“Only way to go from here is forward,” Morene enunciated, gesturing to both of them to follow her as they trudged towards the origin of the purifying flame.
Obviously, hun, Morene thought to herself as she looked past Iris and glazed her eyes over the strange symbol on the crumbling walls. Only visible due to the small light of a torch, each and every one of the fashionably late resistance fighters thankful for their keen senses, be it augmented robotics, superhuman biology or seismic radars.
The knochten’s helmet collapsed, air hissing in the nearly pitch black tunnel loud enough to echo, plates sliding to the back of her head. Immediately, a ghostly cold breeze ran through her hair, forcing her to blink. The knight-errant walked forwards, looking down the branching pathway. She placed a gauntleted palm upon the android’s shoulder, moving past her, as if telling Iris to let her lead for a while.
“Hm?” Iris tilted her head. “Do you see something, Morene?”
The huntress didn’t respond yet. Neither Iris nor Cho could see Morene’s eyes losing moisture as she stared forward intently, lowering her head as the tiny hairs on her neck stood up. Her mouth was open slightly, and as the knochten lowered her head, Iris could tell she was listening. To what, she didn’t know, but as Cho opened his mouth to speak, the android looked over and nodded. The earthbender gulped, stepping back for a moment as the carnal thrashing of the unmaking outside faded into the distance.
Morene couldn’t hear anything. Not yet. She was lost in thought; this all happened so fast that she didn’t have any time to register the scale of what was going on, and only a few feet into these tunnels did she realize why the visitant spirits beckoned her to this city that soared only hours ago. It’s all gone now. This is a planetary conflict.
Looking up again, Morene attempted to read the symbol on the wall. Nothing came to her, except the tiny bit of intelligent and much-too-revealing information that one of those creatures threatened her squadron with. You only push yourselves deeper into our throat; this was a nest of sorts, and all of these symbols spoke to her of some sort of prophecy aeons ago. She knew that was only a guess, and she didn’t care if her hunch was wrong, it didn’t matter.
She raised her armored hand upwards as she looked down, snapping her finger with a particular clanking sound. The echo travelled through the tunnels long enough for Morene to deduce that there weren’t any other immediate branching paths beyond the two presented to them. Her mind wandered again, remembering the exact moment before she dropped hot into the bleeding heart of the City of Hope. A shattered lob of rock now sinking perilously into the oceans of Opealon, the remains of what used to be Nausicaa mapped out inside of Morene’s head. Outside, one of the few remaining buildings was a holy site built of stern concrete and readily defensible. If Morene had wanted to assist in a productive manner, she knew she’d have to reach there somehow. Still, the only way out now was through these tunnels dripping with mildew and caked in thick dust.
Iris began to get antsy. “Morene?” The android repeated.
The knochten looked behind her, gesturing to Cho this time. The earthbender walked forward after murmuring to himself, clearly anxious about this deathly situation. Morene requested him a favor as she wrapped her helmet back over her head.
“Dear, can you take a moment and sense these walls? Try to scout ahead, I mean?”
“O-oh, yeah,” Cho stuttered back, pressing his hands up against the cold stone in front of him. He didn’t forget he could do such a thing, no, but he was admittedly anxious that any movement would get him and his friends surrounded. The boy didn’t know the parademons smelt fear instead. Iris decided to be quiet now, letting these two do their work.
Closing his eyes, Cho concentrated into feeling the veins of this forsaken island, listening to its whispers far more deeply than Morene could on her instincts. A moment passed before the boy took as deep of a breath as he could without inhaling the foreign substances in the air.
“It’s... long, and there’s a lot of movement, on this side, the right… There’s some bigger spaces though, but all of them seem to be the… same size, I think?”
Iris nodded. “We go left, then?”
“Aye,” Morene agreed. A shaky breath left Cho’s chest as she continued to speak. “The ideal is a nice flank, but we just need a path of least resistance to escape these halls for now. We need to be hasty.”
With that, the huntress walked forwards, thinking about summoning her explosive energy weapon, but the rational side of her brain immediately dismissed that thought. These tunnels were barely keeping up as it is, so her sword would have to do. Even in a claustrophobic space such as this, her blade still had the freedom to move vertically, more than enough mobility to generate the momentum needed to make waste of whatever disgusting unmaking fiend decides to show up.
It didn’t take long for that to happen. A pair of fluttering wings made themselves extremely apparent as the group jogged on deep into the left side of the fork. Most of the creatures had poured into the city already, but similar to a beehive, there was always a soldier or two standing guard. The knight-errant turned her head, taking the lead in front of her comrades as she spoke to them.
“I’ll make this quick.”
Morene raised her sword, lowering it again to the side of her hip, ready to cut. Red eyes of parademon scum glistened in the distance of the tunnel as they lunged forwards, coming into view to the three resistance fighters. Immediately, the demons screeched as they closed in to claw at Morene, Cho only a few paces behind as Iris found herself all the way at the back. They couldn’t do much but let the knochten perform her technique, watching while squared up just in case the second one tried to focus on them.
It didn’t, though. Both Morene and the unmade duo had intention to bulldoze their way through their enemies one by one. As Morene lifted her blade into a cut, the frontmost parademon had already lost in that regard. It voided her first underhand slice, the vibrating blade singing in the dark corridor as it hit nothing, but as soon as the demon flew back in, its wrist was immediately graced with the tip of her sword coming back around to swing again, cleaving through its arm and into it’s jaw, putting it out of commission.
The huntress drew a breath, preparing for the impact of the other fiend to drive their claws into her armor, which she realized moments ago was enough to penetrate. She tried to avoid it’s deadly claws by stepping back with complete control, stomping her foot down in an impressive display of balance. As she did, something fell directly on top of the demon whose eyes were trained on hers. She heard a loud crash.
Morene had a brief moment of confusion before she realized what was going on, now looking over at the fiendish creature whose body was instantly crushed as if it was trapped in a hydraulic press. Her immediate thought was that the tunnel was collapsing under the pressure, but then she realized nothing around them was crashing down. She looked back at Cho, whose hands were outstretched and lungs were trying to catch enough oxygen to focus on the fight ahead. Morene nodded.
“Good,” she praised. Iris raised her hands in dismay, now recovering after reeling back from the impact.
“Man, you two are making me feel like an anchor!” The android whined as the earthbender retracted the pillar of stone.
“You’ll get your time,” Morene chuckled, trying her best to stay motivated in this dire circumstance. She spoke sternly then, resting the blade of her greatsword on her pauldron, pommel in hand. “Let’s keep going, forsooth.”
The crew expected something that resembled a break from the action now, but the circumstance did not call for it. The unmaking would not falter, and the forces that tore Nausicaa to its knees would not let them rest. As the three ran forwards, the tunnel was illuminated by a sudden surge of pale blue light. They couldn’t see the source of it, but the immediate heat wave that Morene recognized as the sound of an exploding jet of fire spoke of obvious danger ahead, halting their steps. The group turned their heads to face each other briefly.
“Yeah?!” Iris exclaimed, waiting for input, mostly from the knight-errant taking charge for now.
“Only way to go from here is forward,” Morene enunciated, gesturing to both of them to follow her as they trudged towards the origin of the purifying flame.