One Year, and Six months into the four years of separation from the Red Sashes. And the Island of Mosphere had become more intense than Kirk had thought. The Holong were dangerous, fervent, zealots. The power of their magic was ridiculous!
They all worked by first absorbing the sound and energy of people within an area, blackened wavelengths as if like the lines on a music sheets that shimmered with a vile purple color.
The Holong would appear wearing black and silver hanbok. The flowing ankle length fabric hid the baggy pants tucked into ankle length shoes. On their heads were Gat hats. The brims wide and large. Hiding their eyes which seemed to constantly glow with a shimmering gold. Their skin appeared normal, but due to their Transformations that the Majokko used on this same island, there were shimmering cracks of ink like splats across the canvas of their flesh.
The notes would come from the Peoples throats. Stealing away their voice and leaving them in a state of Fatigue and lethargy. By all accounts they were still functional. They could go about their days. But like husks of their former selves.
What they did with this power was yet unknown…But Kirk and the Magical Girls of Majokko were getting close.
"Funiki! Gou-ten Hōkai!" Kirk screamed! His new and improved Nephobo called Shin-Nephobo, colored now from a dull greyish green to now a hardy rose gold pink, condensed the energy and entire weather of a weeks long Hurricane into the space a sphere only a foot in size!
It fired off at monumental speeds! Zipping through the air! Lightning cracking and thundering through the air, streaking against the ground in arcs of violently dancing bolts of plasma!
Its target was the last remaining Holong, a Large man that was thin and twirly in his musculature! His flashed and blurred through complex hand signs, his voice murmuring beneath the air, reciting incantations!
'Annihilation Type…Sound Magic! Just like the others!' Kirk thought in his mind as the ball traveled across the two dozen meters in a millisecond! Sound Magic was a special school that utilized the frequency of the voice followed by hand signs like a composer to manifest.
Warbling frequencies and vibrations warped the air. Shaking the wind and manipulating the light. A form of frequency shield! A Barrier!
But the Focus that the Holong used, a long needle like those used for knitting, was held out in front of him like a composer at a striking note in an orchestra; Could not handle the destructive energy and potent magic of Kirks attack!
It shattered past it! Then the air in front of him, and finally slamming into his torso with monstrous strength! Wind tearing at the fabric, lightning singeing, burning it away! All of the energy was concentrated into that singular sphere that exploded into residual explosive gusts of wind that shattered windows and cracked concrete of the buildings!
"Ha…Ha…" Kirk sighed. Sweat beating his face. Soaking into the dress he now wore as apart of his transformation. It had a shimmering sparkle to it as an aura. Pale pink Pleated mini skirt with ruffled ends, thighs wrapped in stockings of the same length and of lighter color, foot wear in the style of heeled boot in a darker pink and white. Hands covered in white bicep length handless gloves. Torso in a sleeveless two-tone body suit with a high neck. The upper parts colored the same pastel pink while the lower was white. The stitching a golden yellow. A Bright red bow at his solar plexus. Finally his hair was done into twin tails while the rest of his longer hair was tone into a braid.
"Is…Is he down?" Kasane asked. Glowing in a similar style outfit. Colored with Red, Hot Pink, and Pastel Rose. Her gloves shorter than Kirks and had actual hands. Her legs left exposed and only wearing heels.
Rei, a blonde woman with a long side hanging pony tail wore pants instead of a skirt with thick lines of Yellow up the side of her thigh. Top cropped to expose her midriff. A version of the androgynous uniform; began to speak "I…I think so…Huff Huff."
"He ain't movin'..." Kirk watched the man slowly. But he did not move.
"Did you apply Armament to that Attack?" Hatsune asked. She wore a basic body suit similar to a modest one piece swim suit. Leaving her arms and legs exposed.
"I think so. Feels like I did…" Armament was Kirks Alignment, with an Affinity of Singularity. The over lap being broad and precision. He'd mastered his Fundamentals in Haki and its principles. But much like Raven, Struggled with Advancements.
The Aura around him began to subside as he lowered suppressed himself. His clothes changing back to more basic articles. Short shorts and compress shirt. The Uniform appeared when he flared his aura, thus shifting the jewelry on his wrist, into the Uniform, wrapped on his body. This was a form of Magic, as the Uniform was shifted using Transformative Fabric based Magic, an incredibly rare, tedious, and time consuming skill and school of maho that was currently only in existence on Mosphere.
As well, it was a form of a Haki Vow. The Vow being the same between all the Majokka. When suppressed or in a state of Fukiri, the persons power would be halved. But when they flare their Aura, this activates the Uniform and increases the persons ability by 200%, and transforming their Aura from a standard to the sparkling lights that just covered Kirks body.
Kasane, Hatsune, and Rei all shifted out of their own uniforms. "What the hell was going on with this guy." Kasane murmured. The four all crouching around him. Hatsume lifting the Needle Foci. "What a weird wand!" She shook it in her hands.
"They always come into a place and do that…Ritual. The Chants, and the pulling from peoples bodies…We've been able to restore most of them. But…Theres still so many places stripped of their Voice and Maho…" Kirks ears twitched and lowered in tandem with his emotions.
"We've havent found anything on any of them either. Maybe they just do it to empower themselves?" Rei pondered.
"Maybe. But we've seen them do the Ritual before. Its not something that each of them can do. Its a ritual they all do together to get the result. Different magic and schools all look different, but these Holong all use different types but are still able to do that Ritual, each one is the same according to Witnesses…" Kirk corrected.
"Meaning?"
"Theres something more to these rituals. They wouldn't all do the same thing, and not have a noticeable difference in power before and during and after the fight." He fingered through the Hanbok. "What the…?"
His eyes narrowed, finding a small cylindrical metal canister. It was nondescript and was a dark black collor similar to the robes they wore. Meaning–
Nearly all the previous Holong must've had this on them!
Opening the canister slowly. He pulled the rolled paper out…It was a a weathered and sepia ridden piece of parchment. Covered with lines of music that shined with black symbols.
"Is- Is that?" Hatsune asked. Eyes widening. They could all sense the energy from the Piece of Paper. Its magic. And multiple sources of it!
"These are…Muse Sheets!" Kasane pointed.
"Muse Sheets?" Kirk asked.
"Ye-Yeah. A long time ago, the Mages of Music, before the Celestial Dragon came, had papers that were infused with the power of music. They could absorb the resonance energy of people to then be used later! It was rumored they could be used to absorb such a large segment of a persons voice, that even a piece of their soul is taken! What could they be using these for?!"
The Group returned to Mask. The Four of them gathered around a wide and Rococo Style ornate cherry wood table. In front of them, the man had four dozen of those black cylinders. All of them emptied. They'd gone through all their storage and Holong related materials. For decades they'd gone against the Holong. But they'd never once thought different of these Capsules.
"So this was where all those unreturned Voices went…" Mask said. Hands clasped. When they defeated most Holong. These Canisters, being unfinished, returned their contents.
"Do we have anyway to return them to the people? Or, find where this energy is being used?" Kirk asked.
"I can't think of anything. Maybe we can do a Ritual of Correspondence. Allowing us to find any similar signature in, on or around the island. But…" He stroked his chin.
"It would take the requirement of us attempting to undo the Magic binding the paper. And that would need us to find the same materials used and ingredients. And if we do that. We could take an aspect of that signature, capturing it, using a ritual circle to allow it to condense with the largest amount of similar. So if its where the Holong are, it'll go there. If it's fueling some curse or the like, it'll go to the origin point and into it."
"What would we need?" Rei leaned back. Hands in her lap.
"A lot of things. Ingredients just for the Circle, and then needing to decipher what was used in making these Parchments. It would require hours of Meditation in front of a shrine to read the signals."
"Well. I've got nothing but time." Kirk said. Standing up and offering himself as the one to do it. "Lets get started."