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The presence of new people made Shaka stumble away, quickly pulling himself together as well as possible. Schooling his expression to be as neutral as possible, he could feel the overwhelming confusion pouring out of Spiri which was to be expected. No one would remember him after all, it was too much of a hope to think that. Seeing that the two were preoccupied, he began to glide over to the exit unaware that Meka was there and crashed headfirst into the shorter woman. Hissing under his breath, his blood ran cold as the lifeless metallic presence re-entered, the slow drawn making goosebumps crawl up his arms

Isa coughed and grabbed Gira's arm, hauling him up onto his back. Muffling a cry of pain as the fabric chaffed against burned skin, Isa pulled his mask back up to dampen his laboured breathing and took one trembling step after another, eyes trained on the stairwell. They had to leave as soon as possible. Isa had a duty to keep, to protect those who needed it, to be someone dependable, to be helpful. He wobbled, shoulder hitting the doorframe and a weak grunt of pain slipped past his clenched teeth. He began to levitate off the ground, flying slowly up the stairs as he spared one look backwards to insure November's safety

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Spiri glared at Dusk. "You sure sound cheerful." Her voice made of frost, unable to be melted by the hottest of fires. "I'm getting out of this dump.." she stood up, leaving Fyssi without a response, and rushed out of the room, pushing past Meka as she tried to escape this nightmare of a building. She didn't see Morrigan or November when she woke up, so she wanted to find them, hoping Fyssi and Meka could deal with Zemna. It was a cowardly move, but this place terrified her more than anything else, and even as she refused to show it, she let it control her. If only so the adrenaline rush could give her the strength to escape, whatever it took.

Meka was startled by the sudden slamming of the second person into her, and stood invisibly against the wall, a little winded. She waited for Fyssi to do something.

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November, eying the destruction headed their way, sped up his run, not heeding the pain as his burned wings chafed his body. He came across Spiri, Dusk, and Meka and barked, “Guys. We need to get out of here now.” He grabbed them roughly - by the collar in Spiri’s case and promptly pushed them towards the original hole that he’d made at the front door.

Then they would see the tips of the darkness from Akumas attack reaching inwards. Dusk looked confused... then his eyes widened as he recognized the energy “DONT GO OUT THERE.” He quickly yelled. If they were in range of a synergy attack on that scale... it could kill them


Gira reaches up an arm, and grunting in pain, tried to open a distortion, though his body was wracked with pain as he tried to do so

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November balked immediately, and letting go of everyone immediately shouted, “Everybody hunker down and TAKE COVER!”

Spiri didn't know what to do. She turned back into the room and hid under a table, soon Meka and Fyssi joined her. She silently vowed never to come back her as tears filled her eyes, she was terrified, but hid her face behind her wing to cover it.

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Despite knowing it would not do much began to seal the walls with ice and wind before joining htem .

*Reading description of attack...* the ice shattered oncontact with the overflowing darkness

Dusk shuddered “Everyone hang on to me and I’ll get ya far away from here!”

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"Not now, fool." Isa hissed, dragging Bri along with him as once again he placed both of them on the ground as gently as he could, not very gently considering the circumstances, and sheildind the two of them with his body. It would do precious little to protect himself given that most of his clothes were already burnt away, but his cloak was still miraculously intact enough to cover the two underneath him. Bulking his defenses up once again with multiple uses of Calm Mind, Isa braced for the worst.

Sensing an incoming attack, Shaka flinched at the sudden contact as he was pushed out into the open, stretching out his senses as far as he could. There was someone close to the epicenter, a cold but warm heart, ushering himself and others outside towards safety. Her heart rung with pain and Shaka pressed his hands together in a mantra, words tumbling from his mouth like a fountain of prayer. "I believe that won't be necessary with me here. I can ensure the safety of everyone." He vowed, gliding back as far away from the rest as he could before promptly disappearing. In his place was Akuma, energy coursing through the denizin of nightmare. "And if I don't, well I can always heal you again and again as many times as it takes."

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"I am not touching you bastard!" Spiri promptly cried out. The table seemed safer than trusting him to get them out of here. She stayed close to Fyssi as she watched the attack come towards them.

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The darkness was like a desease. It kept spreading anywhere it could.

Akuma was on the verge of loosing consciousness. The moment he did the full force of the attack would activate


“Would you rather die?!” Dusk cried out as he ducked

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"I know you guys wouldn't. I would though." Shaka drawled, as he used ally switch again to place Dusk, Spiri, and Fyssi further from Akuma. "Besides, at least one of you will be fine. That I can promise."

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“Oh Isa...please..I don’t want yo see you getchuttclike this...“ he looked distressed at the fact that he was using his bodyvto shiepd him again. He hugged him while using one hand to dig for a healing item

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Gira was breathing heavy. Never would he have thought to ask this... “Eraquas... Father give me strength...” he focused on the portal again. It could get them though they would be safe.

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"And you need to return safely to that cute nerdy friend of yours in one piece." He countered, gently putting one hand on Bri's wrist to stop him. "Save your healing item and your strength. You might need it later if we're going to go find Morrgian and Eraqus. This includes you, Gira. Invoking the name of our creator may give you the strength you need now to get us out, but you will collapse if you push yourself too hard. Conserve your strength for the fights that will undoubtedly come."

Off in the distance, surrounded by a cacophonous typhoon of unbridled rage and hate, Eraqus stilled, arms poised to conduct a symphony of death dropping weightlessly to their side. That voice, that mournful voice full of discord and regret, begging them for strength. No, that was impossible. Out of all their creations why him?! Why would He be the one to plead for their assistance? Why?! After what they had put him through, after ignoring him for centuries, millennia, Eons, Why Him?! Eraqus was sure that he was the first to turn his back on them, to renounce his Creator and forge onto a path that they had never intended him to take. The storm rumbled under their skin, tumultuous and untamable with regret and grief, rolling and crashing against their heart as they screamed. Screamed to the heavens about the things that should have been but never came to be. Of love lost millennia ago, of a son they had locked away, of his children, broken because of their foolish mistakes. They had to make it right again. They had to set the clock back, back to a moment when all was well and nothing was ruined because of them. They wailed and howled and brayed, dissonant voice rattling the skies as regret tore at their very being. Unfathomable power running untethered and free, leaping from fingertip to fingertip as the earth bent to their will, reconstructing to the whims of a wreaked God.
"I will make things right once again" They snarled, their words vibrating with holy authority and inhuman power. The frigid winds howled in assent, the elements bending a knee to their ruler. "And I will start, by granting you the power you desire, Gira."

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Cerva placed one hand on Zemna and looked at Dusk. "If you really can get us out of here please do. I'm pretty sure that we are still in the blast radius, even here."

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“Don’t forget about yourself...!” He forced him to eat the Sitrus berry., “This isn’t the only one I have but...regardless...we still need you. I need you.” He said as he stayed with him

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"Hm, I wouldn't completely trust him though." Shaka advised, hands clasped into positions of patience and protection. "Even if you coul get us out of here, your heart is disjointed, mechanical and unnatural. You were not created from the whims of the universe were you not? Rather you were created by the forms we inhabit now. Humans. That alone raises a few days. However, I have only just meet you and therefore can not accurately judge your character. You can simply take my words for the rambling of a poor blind dreamer."

Isa took the berry out of surprise, eyes widening as Bri forcefully pull his mask down and pressed the healing fruit to his lips. Chewing slowly, he ducked his head almost in shame. "You don't need me. No really needs anyone, least of all me." He mumbled quietly. If the intention was for no one to hear him, it might have worked if not for the fact that Bri was right under him.

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“Well. I do need you. End of. You mean a lot to us. Stop counting yourself out. Stop putting yourself down. You taught me that, remember?” He said fiercely as he pulled him in a little closer, hugging him

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Spiri couldn't agree more. She'd rather save herself than resort to trusting a stranger. Not to mention a stranger that tried to kill her and punched her through a wall. They could get out of here on their own, they just had to escape this building and get the hell out of range.

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