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Final manifestation - Enthroned Deity of prosperity and decay. A rule that persists into tomorrow.
A blond haired blue eyed elf creature has appeared in the sky without her notice. Before she was aware, Eterna had arrived. Her aura was split between the dual tones of black and white, and her dress followed suit with an inverted colour scheme. The array ensnares her at once, fuzzy strings of blue light race across the sky, painting intricate layers of circles and symbols. We're using magic to immobiliser her, naturally it didn't follow common sense and physically wrapped itself around her. She should be feeling the constriction from this distance, what's more the lights in the distance was just bait.
"I don't have to break your magic to get out of this trap. If I can break the 'invisible chain' holding me down, then no matter how 'tight' you coil, it's useless." (Eterna)
All at once, the city flies into sky save for the ground beneath it's feet. Countless blocks of grey sheltered by the all encompassing darkness gracefully thrusted into the air. With one flick, light bursts out of a single point, growing into a massive beam determined to swallow the ground. Briefly, even the buildings in the sky become visible, floating gently migrating towards the stars. Faint black lightning crackles toward the cosmos, spreading in all directions like a Christmas tree pointed at the sky.
"Those...! " (Alice)
"{Swap}." (Sariel)
The loud impact sounded like thunder, but it was no black lightning at all. Those everextending creases thrashing through the light were gaps in space formed by Sariel in response. Large gaps open up, splitting the light away from everyone.
"The picture of chivalry courses through my veins, and everyone else. {Fated ones evanescent dream}, armour that braces the storm, sword that splits the darkness(light)" (Taneda Vila)
With one wide sweeping slash, she cuts the beam in two down to the origin point. The excess energy dissipate into less harmful heat as her armour rattles under weight. Eterna lands on the ground, with a swipe of her hands, a constriction like feeling wraps itself around the temples of everyone, squeezing and threatening to shatter skulls.
"... It's too bad, {Fleeting light won't stop for you}, this data overload will be captured in time." (Christine Irina)
She flashes a cheeky smile, nuzzled between the tip of her fingers was a piece of photo. Waving the photo in the air as if teasing, her other arm held her camera close to her chest. A lively girl gazes in defiance at the deity standing a short distance away.
" You won't have your way. {Medium anima world animus}, all things belong to a most stable 'structure', deceit will be exposed when reverted to its most natural state. The atmosphere will remain free from your influence." (Glenys Lilinoe, Ward F)
Even without the sun, humanity and nature will find a way. For now, she will restore the light with what is considered 'natural'. The witch girl commands the weather, sheltering the stranded earth with memories of past hope. Deciding that she should end the fight quick, Eterna's figure vanished.
"Beauty cannot be measured. Oblivion Magia deployed, eye of the beholder. {Distant lands bear unearthed beauty}, the moon isn't something that can be reached, that's why it's dazzling." (Luna Presphinia, Ward R)
She was tall and beautiful, anyone who saw her would assume she was a model. Her gaze was confident, as if the whole world was her oyster. She faced the world with an arsenal of beauty and an elegant lapis dress. Her black hair was braided to the side, not only her face but the arrangement of her aesthetics had charm that couldn't be pinned down.
"Dazzling? That's right I won't ever stop shining. {Strike yell reverberation}, passion echoes and reflects across countless fans. There won't be a encore for you, Eterna." (Mizuhashi Rumi, Ward N)
An idol girl meets the deity fist to fist, an enchanted moonlight shields her body from the impact. Granting its unconditional protection, as if the moon had come back, the white round phantom hangs in the sky, observing the battle intently. Its presence was a constant reminder that humanity never stopped reaching out for the unknown.
"Course correction, {Hesitation crisis}. Any later and you would have died..." (Wu XiangLi, Ward J)
She made sure they met fist to fist, believing her friend of many years won't succumb so easily. Even if the protection was a work of someone else, the protection might shatter if things didn't play out so well. Her brown hair and two piece suit stood out in the crowd of dresses, her dark eye circles and sluggish disposition was a common sight for all to see.
"Do magical girls create miracles? Or do miracles follow magical girls? {Upon falling fates}, seized these miracles with your own hands. You're all stronger than you think." (Pandora Arete, Ward D)
Wavy pink hair drapes down her back, a velvety curtain that blocks the harsh light. Her voice was pleasant, yet firm. Her combat dress was white with a beige robe attached to her back, yet it couldn't cover her dainty legs under the raging gale.
"Eat a full salvo, this is artillery meant to change eras. A spot on history reserved for me. {Meteoric dawn}!!" (Ulydine Renatali, Ward O)
"I won't let you hog the spotlight. {Ultraprecision array denouement}, pierce the veil and reveal her vulnerabilities! " (Catherine Othello, Ward P)
Twin lights of red and purple race across the skies at speed impossible to track, tracing constellations and other shapes within mere moments before leaving a mark on Eterna. They crash into clouds of viscous dust, spraying violent white hot glitter and sparks into the air. A powerful wind splits the clouds in half, revealing Eterna's pristine dress. She seemed displeased but not overly concerned. A black light glints behind her.
"{Blood glimpse under siege}." (Oribashi Nagisa, Ward G)
After the two sorcerer type magical girls comes a ninja... Or a magical girl attempting to look like a ninja. She was dressed in all black, her sleeves were not attached to her vest, her shoulders and clavicle were exposed liberally with her face. Her short skirt sways silently above her fishnets, a black bodysuit covers her from chest to skirt.
Spirals of blood float and intertwine in the air like giant helixes, they converge on the ripe of her short sword as it drew a precise arc across the back of Eterna's neck. The blood explodes into a red mist, and her figure was no longer seen again.