The world exploded around you, as Rain and Rogue discharged their spells near simultaneously. It was as if a pair of Ballistas were fired, and their bolts were lightning. The thunder made you go completely deaf for several seconds, preceded only by a twin explosion, as a flood of electricity washed over Rogue and Rain's bodies, visible blue flashes of lightning coursed over their clothing, making their hair stand on end, their locks of heir rising toward the sky and zapping with electricity, before the bolts of lightning accumulated in their fists and blasted down toward the ground in a blinding streak of zig-zagging electricity.
Just before the spells hit, you finally recognized one of the creatures you targeted. The body of an oversized puma, with the legs of a kangaroo. A long slick wavy tail, ending in a jagged sharp spike. Pointed ears, akin to a doberman and teeth as black as sin. Its body partially decomposed, rotting and filled with coagulated blood and moss that grew over its skin, and glowing orange bones in patches of missing flesh.
A Manticore.
Two of them.
Hidden under the ice and snow, the creatures were soaked, where the ice had melted and seeped into their fur and when the lightning struck, it amplified the effect, making the electricity course through their bodies. Their muscles seized up and the wind carried their guttural, sporadic shrieks, before they contorted, froze at bizarre, eerie angles and crashed back into the snowdrifts like statues.
(The Twin Manticores each suffered -40 HP damage and became Paralyzed for 5 turns of combat.)
But it was too late.
The Manticore's Pentagrams had already been discharged, their surface turning dull and black, leaving behind burned marks in the snow, where the Pentagrams had burned.
For a moment, you couldn't understand where the spells were. You didn't see them.
Until two tiny sparks of light materialized right in the middle of your flight group. They burned like two tiny stars, one teal, the other purple, no larger than a sewing pin each.
And then, they both expanded in a split second, turning into gigantic spheres of light that swallowed you, the Griffons and everything around you in a 1 kilometer radius. There was no time to escape, to no time for evasive action. The blast radius was simply too large.
First, your Spectral Armor sizzled and cracked like an eggshell, then you felt your Heightened Senses dull and shrink back to their original perception, as if the spell was never cast.
And then, you closed your eyes and couldn't open them anymore. You simply couldn't lift your eyelids, forced to watch a heavy screen of black. And a few moments later, you realized that your eyes were in fact, open, its just no matter where you looked, you only saw darkness.
(The Party and their Griffons were afflicted by an Unknown Status Effect for 2 minutes and 30 seconds - 10 rounds of combat.)
Your Griffons shrieked and bucked under you, stopping their flight abruptly and trying to hover in place, if you weren't strapped into the seats by leather straps you might have just been hurled off toward certain death several kilometers below.
As the deafness caused by the Lightning strike slowly faded, it gave way to a cacophony of panicked shrieks and conflicting orders. Viki shouted to descend immediately. Lightning yelled to pull back and fly as far away as possible. Zoy yelled to continue on, on the intended flight path.
Their voices were soon drowned by what seemed like fireworks, exploding in the air, somewhere not far from you. You couldn't see anything, only hear the fireworks getting progressively closer and closer, as they exploded in a chain reaction around you.
Then suddenly the sound of energy reverberated around you and you felt a wave of water wash wash over you, yet leaving you dry and all the sounds of the fireworks suddenly became dull and distant, as if they were happening dozens of kilometers away.
As a relative silence began to settle around you, Adam's alarmed voice rang clearly nearby:
"...what happened?... What did you do?!"
"I..." Kaylee's muffled, crushed voice came from behind you "...I deployed the Shield... I'm sorry..."
Silence filled the air for several moments, as the Griffons tried to stabilize and hover in place, trying to enter a circling pattern, flying inside, what must have been a 4 kilometer sized sphere, protecting anyone and everyone inside it.
You could only image what it must have looked like, a shimmering blue sphere of incomprehensible size, hovering in the air, its surface changing like waves in the ocean, as several silhouettes flew inside.
"I was afraid... we'd be sitting ducks if we were flying blind... I-" Kaylee stammered, feeling guilty or afraid that she set off the shield prematurely "...I panicked... it was a reflex-"
Her voice was drowned out by an explosion so enormous, it rocked every bone in your body. You have never seen or heard a nuclear bomb explode before, but you imagined, this is what it would sound like. The wind blasted you so fiersely, it knocked the Griffons off course. You fell out of your seats, your bodies only held in place by the safety straps that tied you to the Griffons, making you dangle in the air just over a massive kilometer sized drop to the frigid ground.
Your skin felt on fire, as if a massive heatwave washed over you and you heard the gigantic sphere crack and shatter, and crumble into gigantic, massive chunks, like a glass ball exploding in slow motion, raining its colossal debris all over you.
The only consolation was that you took no damage from the blast. Whatever struck the sphere, did 320 damage to it, shattering it completely and leaving you just on the edge of death, but intact.
Seconds passed, the Griffons plummeted toward the ground, then finally managed to fight off the shockwave, spread their wings and stabilize their flight, reflexively flying horizontally to the ground, as much as they could feel while flying completely blind, and you somehow managed to slump yours back over your seat. All wind was knocked out of you, but you felt no damage was inflicted on you this time. Not even a Status Effect.
"Ahaha!.... AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!" Lightning's relieved, almost hysteric laugh echoed over the air "IT DIDN'T WORK KAZ!!! YOU LITTLEEEE.......
BITCH!!! AAAAHAHA!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA..... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHA-"
Her maniacal laugh was cut short and drowned out by a strange sound, a sound that used the imagination in your head to draw a sphere of expanding energy, that began somewhere far below you, and rapidly expanded in your direction. You thought you could almost see a blood red glow, expanding toward you, through a veil of darkness, but it could have just been your imagination.
"...we should have cooked more Shields-" Kaylee's quiet, resigned voice echoed from somewhere nearby, before the sphere of energy washed over you, and you had lost your mind, and fainted.
(The Party suffered -320 Sanity damage.)
(Your Sanity has been reduced to 0.)
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"
Krasnaya Vodah
Chujaya Bedah"
A woman was melodically chanting, somewhere nearby, her beautiful, mesmerizing voice followed by horrid, pained screams of a Griffon, before its pitiful shrieks were cut abruptly short and you heard a blade being pulled out of flesh, liquid spraying across the stone in droves.
"
Slov moih ne otvratit,
Slov moih ne otgradid,"
The woman continued to chant, almost sing, her voice as sweet and honey. You heard another Griffon shriek in livid outrage and then a sharp quick slash that rendered flesh and silenced its cry. Something massive fell on the stone and rolled for several meters, leaving behind pools of liquid to rush out.
For better or worse, you only saw darkness.
"
V tot chas kak Ya pridu chob Vzyat-"
The woman seemed to stop just short, just short of finishing her verse, and you could almost hear her smiling.
You blinked and realized your sight had returned to you.
Kaznachey, the Collector of Souls stood in the middle of an oasis, at the bottom of a cylindrical stone pit. There was grass here, stone pillars that were once the corners stones of some structure that fell long ago, and even a lake, easily 20 meters across.
The floor was littered with bodies, your friends, allies, family, and people you briefly met only once. The members of Fox Team. All of them.
Circi and Larsen were here, just barely conscious, just like you, paralyzed and unable to move. You slowly realized that all 50 plus Witchers sprawled around this cave were all conscious, just barely, their eyes delirious or empty, desperate or hopeless.
You heard paws stepping gently over the snow covered floor and saw two Manticores behind you. They were descending a flight of stairs that seemed to be built into the walls of this giant pit, the stairs going in circles around the pits entire perimeter.
The pit you were in, was so large, it was easily 300 meters in depths. And above you, in the sky, 6 distinct flares burned, stationed dozens of kilometers above ground. Some were exactly the same, two of them unique and different. They depicted angry parasite heads, surrounded by bones, snarling and silently barking, burning gray, or red, or orange, there was no mistaking that these pentagrams were visible for hundreds of kilometers in every direction.
The two Manticores came closer and you noticed they weren't exactly alike, one's fur was more purple and dark, its teeth red and the spike on its tail reminded you of an dark Amethyst stone, filled with tiny holes and jagged ends.
The other Manticore's fur was more green and covered in moss, as if the flora was feasting on its decomposing flesh, taking over more and more of its body, growing gross mushrooms on its back and all types of toxic looking spores. Its teeth were dark green and its spiked tail looked more like a green emerald, but dark and sharp as razor glass.
The two parasites were holding Witchers in their teeth, dragging them down the stairs and down into the pit, where everyone laid. They were holding their Witchers by their clothing, their capes and hoods, the collars of their shirts, gingerly, as if taking utmost care not to pierce the Witchers with their teeth, as they dragged them by their clothing toward the center of the pit and dumped them there, by Kaznachey's feet.
Well over 50 Witchers laid sprawled in here now. All unmoving. Their eyes glassed, wild.
The Griffons laid slain before you. Some beheaded, others had their hearts pierced or their necks sliced ear to ear, their blood flooded the pit, soaking you in it.
Kaznachey smiled and looked at the sky with content. The Nifelheims sun made her blue, transparent skin glitter, her smile all the more beautiful. Her mesmerizing blue dress, somehow left untouched by the blood at her feet.
"...are you familiar with human religious texts?"
She slowly asked, her voice sing-song and pleasant, as she slowly bend down and picked up a glowing Red Orb. The artifact burned from within, as if an incessant firestorm raged inside it. She stroked the sphere, smiling, the flames reflecting inside her eyes.
"I find them fascinating," she commented, as casually, as if she was discussing the weather "It always amazed me, how much wisdom humanity managed to condense, into so few pages of literature."
Her eyes drifted up, toward you:
"I especially liked the story of... Noah's Ark." her smile slowly grew, as she held the Red Orb with both hands.
"...when Noah new a flood was coming, that would destroy all the world, he built himself an Ark. And hid all his family in it."
Kaznachey's eyes burned, the red flames of the sphere reflecting inside them.
"And after the flood washed over the land, Noah stepped out of the Ark, and once again claimed the land of himself." the woman lowered her gaze at the Orb and stroked it again:
"Of course, it's just a story of wisdom. A metaphor. In real life, you'd need... redundancy.
One Ark wouldn't be enough, so I built several." her eyes darted toward you again, without her moving her head, her smirk lit up by the Orb:
"I was pressed for time, of course, by the time I learned of Lucretia's intent, it was already too late to stop her. I had to do a rush job. Still, the Arks performed as intended. As the energy surge of the Dark Machine washed over the land, we... hid... inside the Arks, all over this world." Kaznachey slowly stroked the Red sphere.
"And we did... survive Armageddon... the irony is that... Lucretia didn't. She died in the same explosion that was meant to kill me." Kaz smirked:
"And all her effort would have gone to waste... except... well... I did a rush job with the Arks... you see." she looked down at the orb:
"By the time I realized the flaw in its design, it was already too late. I was locked inside it, stuck in perpetual hibernation, in what you would call an embryonic state, my energy spent, my Mana depleted. I could not, leave the Ark, on my own." her cold eyes locked with yours:
"I needed outside intervention."
She sighed and stood taller, holding her shoulders broader:
"Can you imagine? Having this vast, empty planet to myself and being unable to step out and claim it? It was frustrating... considering it took me several million years to reach... just about anyone...
I used my powers to try and contact other worlds... other places... I eventually felt the presence of Kepler, its vast, lush world filled with billions of lives. But their minds were too busy, too clouded. None of them could hear me, over the vast distance of space, it was... all but futile."
She smiled:
"And then... Kashiwagi Brice tried to kill himself." She looked down and dusted off her dress, brushing aside a flew Shimmer ridden snowflakes:
"Its funny, how a corporate multi-billionaire can have so much power, and yet have no power at all. One of the richest, most influential people on Kepler... tries to take his own life? What could he possibly be upset about?
What did he lack, that all the money and influence in the world, could not buy? So desperate and hopeless to attain it, he tries to end his own life?" The woman shrugged:
"I didn't really care... all that mattered to me was... he swallowed enough pills to fling himself into a coma, and made his mind quiet enough, to hear me. And then..." Kaz smiled:
"All I had to do, was ask, what he wanted... and then offer it," she slowly presented the Orb "On a Silver Platter."
"I promised him, the solution to his problem, lies in this Orb. All he had to do was build a portal to this world, send in an expedition team and bring this Orb, back to Kepler." Kaznachey's smile grew slowly unhinged.
"Of course... he had to rely on me for everything. While he laid in a hospital bed, his hundreds of lackeys buzzing like worker bees to pump the poison he swallowed, out of his system, I whispered sweet nothings to him.
I gave him the blueprints for the Portal. I explained the technology to him. And I directed his hand, in the construction of the portal, in a secret, underwater lab, on the edge of Marina Trench, some 50 kilometers off the coast of Ragnveig.
I doubt he understood half the physical processes I explained to him. Which made it all the more easy to tweak his portal to my liking." The woman shrugged with a smile:
"Once the Portal had activated, he though he'd only be sending in the 20 men special ops team he prepared, inside the Portal test chamber, in the depths of his underwater lab. He though the Teleportation field would be maybe 10 meters in radius." her smile grew crooked:
"In reality, the instructions I gave him, ended up expanding the Portals field up to 150 kilometers in every direction, teleporting not only the entire staff of his lab to Nifelheim, but also the crew of every ship in the vicinity... and the entire population of a nearby coastal town of Ragnveig.
1 Million new souls... on Nifelheim... I was sure at least... one of them... would find my Ark... they had plenty of incentive... Kashiwagi Brice told them he wasn't going to send them back to Kepler, unless they found the Ark and brought it with them."
"...you... caused this?..." Zoy's eyes were staring wide open at the blue woman. Profound horror and shock was reflecting over Zoy's expression, eyes filling with angry tears, as the world she thought she knew, crumbled around her:
"We... weren't Exiled... YOU caused this?"
"Oh my sweet baby..." Kaznachey gently approached, kneeling down next to Zoy and stroking her head, as if she was petting a dog:
"Did you... think... anything you did on this planet, mattered?... did you think your life had meaning, because you guarded the Machine Portal for generations?"
Kaznachey's gaze became unhinged, cruel:
"Did you think Kashiwagi Brice was a moron with no budget? Did you think if he built the Marina Trench Portal, and then another one in the north pole, he couldn't afford to build a third one?"
"
.......what?" Kaylee's voice came distorted, from somewhere behind you. You felt the urge to jump up and claw at Kaznachey's face but your body was numb, you couldn't move a single muscle.
Kaznachey caught the look in your eye, the dawning realization, and smiled:
"Do you understand, the definition, of insanity?" she cocked her head:
"Insanity is... doing the same, fucking thing... over and over again... expecting shit, to be different.
After Brice sent 5 invasions through the Machina Portal in your north pole and you darling..." she patted Zoy's head: "Slaughtered ALL of them... you didn't think Brice would build a third portal, in your backyard, under my close direction?
Somewhere... unguarded by Witchers yet easily accessed by me? Where I could appear in my truest, beautiful form and grant him the Orb, packed to the brim with Parasites, which he would promptly take back to Kepler, thinking he just discovered the holy grail?"
"....what did you do?...." Kaylee's voice bordered on horror, disgust and fury: "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!"
Kaznachey's smile grew sweat: "...I gave Brice an Ark full of Parasites. He successfully portalled a strike team to Nifelheim and transported the Ark back to Kepler, a month ago.
At this very moment... your homeworld burns."
Kaznachey watched you carefully, and when the implications finally hit, she smiled.