Meanwhile...
In the same cave where O Teletfeos and Alya first found Noota... Alya is sprinting through the cave's maze-like corridors, with Noota's cute little sleeping body in her arms. She pants hard, breathless, throat bone-dry, her mind in a blank panic. Her fear for O Telefteos' safety makes everything else inaudible and unimportant—even the direction she's heading is an insignificant factor. She just keeps running without end until she gets to O Telefteos' location.
The cave is pitch black—so dark you'd think you were blind. How she didn't trip or run into a wall is beyond my knowledge—luck, instincts, a mix of both, who knows.
"Calm nerves, Contour." A voice rings out in Alya's head, making her stop dead in her tracks,
"Huh, who's there?!" Alya shouts in the empty cave; her voice is hoarse, "Oh, wait, Quintessence, my apologies."
"Calm yourself; running aimlessly will not fix anything," the Quintessence says.
Alya calms herself down, taking deep breaths, "Yeah..." She says, "Yeah... I understand."
She looks at her surroundings, observing the pitch-black darkness.
"It's so dark," she thinks in her mind.
She takes a moment to think about how she'll get out of here, but at that moment, Noota wakes up.
"Noot, noot..." Noota says tiredly.
Translation = "Ugh, what time is it?"
Seeing Noota wake up, Alya then thinks for a moment and gets an idea, "Noota, hey, buddy, can you do me a favor?" she asks.
"Noot, noot?" Noota questions as it cocks its head curiously.
Translation = "Oh, well, what do you need?"
"I need you to move as fast as you can to find a way out of this maze," Alya gently commands, staring into nothingness.
Noota nods and disappears for one second, then appears again.
"Noot, noot!" Noota says eagerly, jumping up and down in the darkness.
Translation = "I found it! I found the exit!"
"Good job, Noota! I'm so proud of you..." Alya responds proudly, but "Wherever you are..." She still can't see.
"Noot, noot!" Noota exclaims, "Noot!"
Translation ="Come on, come on!""I'll show you the way out!"
Noota excitedly grabs Alya's wrist, Noota's skin feeling smooth and a tiny bit slimy. As soon as Alya blinked, she was out of the cave and back into the rocky, dusty plains of Aspen, making her stop for a moment, her brain trying to assess the situation as this happened faster than she could perceive. She just stands there, stunned.
Noota, meanwhile, is just doing cartwheels... and failing...
"W-W-What j-just... h-happened..?" Alya questions, her expression locked in a look of shock, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape as she stands straight, her hands to her side and her feet together.
Meanwhile...
"I am going to rip off your head and use it as a bowling ball," The Dragon-Fiend whispers into O Telefteos's ear menacingly, its voice low and hoarse, its grip on O Telefteos's neck getting tighter and tighter by the second.
O Telefteos can barely breathe, his head is banging, and his throat is contracting smaller and smaller by the second to the point where he can't even make a sound. He is in pure and utter agony, his mind is scrambled while trying its best to keep him alive, and his body is slowly but surely giving out on him. He needs to try something quick!
"You're so full of yourself, boy. Not realizing you're not the only one with power in this world," The Dragon-Fiend says, then violently thrashing O Telefteos to the ground, then proceeds to stomp on his head, further crushing his already shattered skull. But after a good minute of stomping, it stops, then steps back, "Your nonchalance will be your downfall, child," it conjects.
O Telefteos doesn't respond, no, he cannot respond. He just lies there, paralyzed, unable to even think properly.
"I just wanted something to eat, and you couldn't even politely share a piece of yourself, when you could just heal right after," the Dragon-Fiend tells. It then gets on its knees in front of O Telefteos and picks him up by his hair, pulling him close. Next, it unhinges its jaw wide, revealing a perfect set of teeth, with one notable oddity, and that was the jagged, sharp fangs that reside on the top and bottom of the fiend's gnashers.
O Telefteos staggers in pure terror, the visage of the Dragon-Fiend shaking his very soul. He gazes at the Dragon-Fiend, sweating bullets, one after the other dropping onto the floor with a drip, a drip unnoticeable to him or the Dragon-Fiend. As it continues to unhinge its jaw wider and wider, two more sets of jagged and horrid teeth grow from its gums. Its tongue, long, pointed, and slimy, but unmoving. Its breath, strangely cold, with the scent of death all over it. As such a scent comes in contact with O Telefteos' nose, he feels a press behind him, one he felt before, one that he felt after he was abused and beaten by the Fiend at the start of their match. His left pupil contracts, going through pure miosis. His heart pumps at 1,000 miles a second, so hard it shakes his brain, so loud that it drowns out any other sound...
{{The Press of Death}}
Meanwhile...
Alya is being dragged by Noota at impossible speeds.
<< Mach 1 >>
<< Mach 2 >>
<< Mach 3 >>
<< Mach 4 >>
So fast she couldn't comprehend what was happening. The wind crashing against her skin, sonic booms left in Noota's wake every time it increases its speed.
<< Mach 9 >>
<< Mach 13>>
<< Mach 14 >>
<< Mach 18 >>
Her ears ring and even start to bleed from the intense velocity of Noota's movements, and the air-shattering sound of each sonic boom made.
It feels like she's being ripped apart by the juxtaposition of the air resistance and Noota's dragging.
All until her senses went numb, and her mind went blank...
"NOOT NOOT! NOOT NOOT!" cries Noota with urgency, which somehow knocks Alya out of her trance.
Translation = "OH MY GOD! ALY, ALY, LOOK!"
Noota holds up Alya above its head, somehow, with Alya being lifted in the air pretty high. She sees... The Dragon-Fiend... ripping into the pale skin of O Telefteos's neck with its hellish teeth.
The pain is unbearable, dozens of sharp fangs like fresh blades puncturing his neck all at once, the bottom teeth piercing the front, cutting through his thyroid, voice box, windpipe, and all other crevices of it. Meanwhile, the top set is ripping through his scruff monstrously, shattering his spine like window glass, but the impact was worse than the rest, as when the top set of the Dragon-Fiend's teeth first hit the back of his neck, it cracked his spine from the neck down, his back going limp with indescribable agony. None of the pain is equalized to nullify its severity, however, so it all feels like burning sensations of varying intensity for each tooth that is knee deep into his flesh. The impact itself had already made blood fly out of O Telefteos at concerning rates, but to add to the suffering, as the Dragon-Fiend digs deeper, O Telefteos' brain starts losing connection with his nervous system, effectively paralyzing him; all he could hear was the sound of the fiend ripping through his flesh, all he could smell was nothing but blood, no other description needed, and all he could see was the fire behind the Dragon-Fiend that covered his vision entirely, the fire seeming to mock him as it swirled around in the slight, very slight, wind, and all he could feel was pain... pain... PAIN!
The sight horrified Alya, effectively making her throw up violently all over Noota, causing it to drop her, as she fell to te ground with a thud, she continued to vomit with hellish intensity, her ears ring, her nostrils are clouded with the scent of Co2 rising from the flames, the heat of said flames making her sweat and her eyes go into absolute hurt.
Noota, on the other hand, just stares, eyes widened to great extent. Its brain was trying to process the situation at hand, the best it could, but all it saw was chaos, destruction, suffering, and... pure evil...
Chapter End: A Message
Ay, behold… destruction at its fairest…
No soul may fathom this unbearing ill that burneth brightest…
Burning, I say, burning before the eyes of all who read—
Reading the discord that the fiend doth weave…
Will he leave, or will he leave?