(Illyana's perspective)
The cold feeling faded as I felt the chain restraints around my hands loosen, the chains melting amidst a silver aura that seeped out of my skin. When the 'heated' metal landed on my skin I reflexively flinched my hand back, however, to my amazement it didn't actually burn.
The constant warmth flooded into my body in waves, the feeling slowly spreading to my surroundings. Back still to the pedestal I placed my hands down onto the cold hard stone of it. With a speed I didn't expect from myself I sat up my body emitting a dull silver glow. My soul thumped in anticipation of something coming, the hairs on my head and arms raising as goose bumps covered my arms.
Before I could generate any thoughts on the subject a spectral floating sword blazed into existence right before my face. The sword had a blade of pure silver energy, the hilt shaped like an eagle spreading its wings, gold in colouration and platinum in detailing. I felt an intrinsic connection to the weapon, as if my very life was attached to it and was it.
Hesitating only for a few seconds I reached out to grasp the handle of the sword. In response it bloomed in silvery-grey light, the space around it warping as the very dimension seemed to shudder in its presence.
'What is this?'
I was stunned as I felt the warm embracing touch of the weapon on my, now, fully healed skin. I stood up, holding the sword, my eyes darting towards the scene of Belasco lighting up his 'rune' tattoos and submerging himself in his connection to eldritch gods.
'I'll make him pay...'
The sword thrummed in my hand as the silver aura that had been seeping out before, gushed, like a flooding river it emerged from the sword and my body. The aura then condensed across my skin snuggly, the aura turning solid and tangible. Seconds later when i looked down at myself a beautiful gold and platinum armour of various layers of scales emerged along my body. My neck and all of my weak points were soon immersed in the spectral looking armour, the scales looking similar to what you would expect a dragon's to look like. Tugging in my hair made me realise that i was now sporting a tiara of some description.
'W-what is going on...?'
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(Emelia's perspective)
Without halting for his power up I teleported behind him, my Nen flaring up and pouring into the longsword in my right hand. I was naturally applying the principle of Shu as quickly as possible whilst trying to also adapt Ko into the left edge of the blade. It was all in an attempt to cut him in half and end the fight as quickly as possible.
The sword cut through the space with a whistle as if it was causing the space to crack by its sheer power. The sword reached the end of its arc before slicing him in half completely. I huffed at the energy i had just exerted, my nerves were taut and my tensions high as my eyes followed the slowly drifting body of the man. Xavier appeared next to me and with a flash of perfect golden radiance he put of a barrier.
"Snap out of it! He has distorted your view on reality for a moment!"
The cut in half man completely vanished. Shaking my head I glanced over towards the barrier Xavier had erected only to notice the malevolent grin of the hulkingly muscular man behind the thing film of yellow energy.
My senses blared aloud within my mind to move to the left. Without a second thought i trusted the feeling, shifting to the left nigh instantaneously. An angelic looking Illyana appeared the in the space I had been an ominously powerful sword of spectral energy pointing in the direction of Belasco.
"Professor, please lower the barrier, I need to face him. Otherwise we all will die here."
I didn't know how she knew but I accepted her words and, when Xavier turned to look at me for confirmation, I nodded deeply. The sword in my hand rose in front of me in an attempt to replicate a stance that I remembered sword wielders use. 'I probably look like an idiot... I really need to get some training.'
[Look into the experience shop when you have time, you'll be surprised!]
Making the mental not I refocussed my attention to the constantly weakening barrier in front of the three of us. With a flick of his hands Xavier dropped the barrier, stepping behind me in the process. What followed was absolute malice.
The presence of the man soaked into the space around us, his emotions clouding this area. I could feel the malice of elder gods and the curiosity of others mixed along with the souls of numerous, no, countless harvested souls. My eyes flashed as a message appeared in my vision from sis.
[Corruption has failed due to connection to the |Warp|, mental energy has instead been harnessed to increase psychic energy of Host.]
[Ding! Achieved.]
"Haha! As if that puny shit could affect me... An Anathema!"
I ported behind the source of the spiteful corruption and kicked him in the back. The man blasted towards the powerful looking Illyana, who had her sword now dropped into an upward slashing stance. The man got closer and closer barely reaching the range of Illyana's sword before he tried to come to a stop. It was too late however as Illyana, with both hands on the shaft of the sword, pulled upwards dragging the tip of the sword in a diagonal upwards slash.
The sword split the greyness of the dimension we were in a bright shiny landscape showing from the cracks her sword was causing. In its upwards arc the sword lengthened and bolstered its energy, making itself akin to a lightsaber being twirled despite its clearly linear path.
A god awful cracking noise soon followed. The greyness shattered as what replaced it was the mind space of Illyana, the many doors making their appearance soon after as miniature threads accumulated into a yarn ball of emotion, connecting into Illyana's sword. The sword landed nanoseconds later the sword tearing through each individual strand of flesh and bone with untold ferocity. Blood splattered into the space around Illyana as finally, with one last final push of her blade the head of Belasco launched out, completely separated from his body.
Noticing the state of the head which, with the force of the previous strike, now was doing summersaults, I teleported up to the head plunging the dark red longsword directly into the severed head's right eye. "Stay dead fucker." I called out along with my attack, the pinkish-golden halo of energy wrapping the head before crushing it into a pulp. Deep mangled and gasping screaming cries resounded throughout the mind space of Illyana, the pulp that was once head turning into compacted black sludge.
Holding out my storage ring I collected the remnants of the man known as Belasco.
"Hu, that was tiring..."
I turned around to look at Illyana only to be met with a body flying at me, arms out wide and tears dripping excessively from her eyes.
"Emelia!"
"Ughf"
I let out a weird sound, the impact of Illyana into my chest knocking some of the wind out of my nigh on non-existent stamina.
'Good, she's safe...'
I started to fade into sleep soon after the tension vanished from my mind, my nerves frayed and energy depleted.
"S-sorry, falling asleep..."
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