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''Shereen! Round up on the left and go...!?'' The pressure suddenly lessened and disappeared completely, along with the spell. One of Mother Earth shards had flown through the mirage and disrupted it enough to send the fell mountain back into its accursed realm... but the toll must have been heavy because her flight ended in a painful crash on the pyramid steps.
A handful of purple pearls exited from the pyramid apex, going to the right.
<span class="mu-r">64% magical reserve left.</span>
Tendrils of thunders belched out of your gauntlet and zapped into all the jewels. They burst into brilliant glitters after a few seconds of thundering treatment.
<span class="mu-b">Apex.</span>
Ama stepped out of her anchor, Shereen was already holding her single astral pearl.
Zerase slithered on the apex. Her body continued to glow purple despite her lack of pearls. ''This world needs to suffer no witches.'' Something was hovering around Zerase's body, a ghostly abomination reminiscent of Deruella manticore maiden ancestral ability. Eight legs sprouted out of her spine and the emerging manifestation of a draconic head-
It was promptly sliced open by Waltier's golden sword. A large golden shield appeared in front of the pharaoh, containing a belch of cold, yet fiery-looking death.
''<span class="mu-r">------</span>''
Astral.
Ama spoke words of power. Gardy had heard them so very long ago... and they left a deep enough impression to fill your mind with knowledge. The screams of all the damned souls trapped within the red pillar felt more tangible now, a surreal breathing noise from within the pyramid began to dwarf the chaos of combat.
''<span class="mu-r">---- ------</span>''
Open Origin
The mountain mirage appeared once more. Without the Demon Lord in the Red, the fighting over there must be on the backfoot.
''Down!'' You forced Ama on her knees, covering her and Shereen as another soul scorching beam-
''<span class="mu-r">------</span>''
Extend.
The mountain aggression was gone, banished once more into its realm. The world had grown completely silent, the idle thought of death briefly tempted your mind but a new phenomenon made you discard this distraction as you looked around.
The entire world had gone completely still and was now becoming a pure, dull white. People -your comrades- were replaced by silhouettes of marbles that, at first, you mistook for statues but their incredibly slow movements made their momentum nearly impossible to perceive. The pyramid was still there, the red pillar was replaced by yet more silhouettes so, so slowly going down their damned destinations. Your soul link was deafened.
''Shereen?''
''I'm here, I"m fine!'' Your little sun was here, in the flesh, in all of her colors.
So was Ama. The vixen of nine tails was spreading her arms and fluffy limbs as wide as she could, her triumphant smile managed to birth a flicker of dread within Gardy artificial body.
