>>5175720>>5175881>>5176077<span class="mu-r">"For Her!"</span> You remind
<span class="mu-r">The Brute</span> as you crush the core within your hand. It kills him instantly, but you knew that wasn't his end. The little metalic worm withes as the tortured souls return the gifts he had given them. You let the disgusting orb fall to the ground, heel chasing it down and grinding it into the frozen earth. You laugh like a fiend, the noise echoing out into the dark, blaring across every channel it could. Until only a grim stain remained. You resonate with his mind feeling the fall further into insanity as his world slows to eternal suffering. Justice was dealt. You deliver a series of well placed punches into his shield generator. Removing the core of his weapon, messing around with the safety on the canister. leaving a timed mine on the pile, you ensure the Phobos would be detonated beyond recovery. The actions are second nature as you act without thought.
Standing surrounded by the storm and dead men, your job was done.
<span class="mu-r">She</span> had been avenged. Her killers were all gone. You feel the weight of the world slip from your shoulders. Finally, the time has come for you to die. You limp your way back. You ignored the probing comms chatter that reached out through the nearly impervious hail. Pleads for help, Cries of mercy and belligerent boasts. Both Elysian and Eskarrian. The distant concerts of various engagements play out, the ghosts of the lost dancing in the winter wind as all hell reigns. The wild hunt rides in the night sky, collecting their trophies as Valkyries save the dogsouls of the Elysian Isles. You make your way back.
<span class="mu-r">She</span> was the way you had left her, none had stumbled across the slaughter site. You taggers marked out the destroyed hulls of other Phobos. Her own work. You froze, watching down at the body resting under the cover of her destroyed unit. You didn't try and hold back the tears, her Umbral Core hung from the gutted thing. Weak and broken. A massive crack carves a path down the middle of it. Closing your eyes, The Nightmare gives in, collapsing forward like a corpse. The core ejected, releasing you. Slipping from liquid night you fall a short distance before meeting the white powder. You left a scarlet path as you stepped through the knee high snow. You feel the blood and tears freeze against the chilling wind. It doesn't slow you. You scoop her up in your arms.
<span class="mu-r">She</span> was ice cold, the wounds across her body long becoming blackened clumps. You deliver her a kiss,
<span class="mu-r">She</span> was back in your arms now. You felt relief well up inside you, regarding your love with a soft smile. Gingerly you stepped into her cracked core, the world became warm once again. All your pains are fading, all those aches are erased. All eclipsed by her exquisite embrace.
<span class="mu-r">"I'm here my Love, you can rest now."</span>[/spoiler 