>>5293793"I have to leave." you <span class="mu-i">think</span> to the Rak'kari champion, gesturing to his suit as he turns to face you. "This light means I'm out of air and have to get more, now."
"Very well. We will hold them off." he replies, ending the mental link abruptly as his azure glow more than doubles. You have to shield your eyes from the sudden brightness, the right hand going to your forehead instead covering you from the light. The warrior then charges forward, glowing brighter and brighter as he closes towards the twelve Mindslayers. Meanwhile you change your telepathy's target to B7 while you focus on only his ki.
“Air's out, headed up now.” you tell him, the first two fingertips of your sword hand on your forehead. Then, before the Saldaman can reply, you teleport directly to his side. One second you're in the ocean, the next find yourself standing beside B7, Daiko, the box of air tanks, and a soaking-wet Caulifla of all people waiting as well with her too-big golden spear. Ending the mental link, you hold your arms out and away from the suit, while addressing your daughter telepathically. “Hey kiddo, what's going on?”
“I wanna help!” she says, her forcefulness surprising you. “Let me fight the Dark too!”
“Let's see.” you say, turning to a haggard-looking Daiko as B7 removes the empty tank from your chest, and already know the answer. But it's for your daughter, so you ask anyways and open a three-way mental link. “Do you all have a suit her size?”
“Sorry. But as I have been telling her, we do not.” he answers, shaking his head. “Unless she were to grow to your size to use the first prototype, or even grow to a normal adult size, we could set her up with one. But, unfortunately, we didn't anticipate making a child-sized fight suit.”
“Damn.” you say, then look over at your daughter. Stabbing your sword into the dirt, you reach out and ruffle her hair with your right hand. “Sorry kiddo, but he doesn't have one your size.”
“I don't need one of those!” she argues, temper flaring as she, holds up something unfamiliar. It looks almost like one of the Kraken, once imbued with the Dark magics of the Hydae. “I have this!”
“What the hell is that?” you ask, hearing a sudden hiss from your chest. Looking down, you see B7 tightening a knob of some sort, then with a click the hissing stops.
“All set.” he says, giving you a thumbs up. You return the gesture, and taking a deep breath breathe in the slightly off-tasting air before turning back to your daughter.
“I got it from some people who were all eaten by the Dark, long long ago.” she explains, holding it up to her own head. “If I wear it, I can breathe underwater! And even better, it'll absorb any Dark magic instead of me! So can I? Can I come help? Please?”
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