(Mintaka)
(Violence ahead. Please read with precaution. Keep your mental health in check.)
I can't believe what I am seeing. Not only have our powers but also Meissa's powers have merged, creating this final barrier against our so-called mother.
A part of me aches, seeing how ugly she has turned out to be. Not physically but truly rotten from the inside. No one should have to see their mother in such a light.
She screams for her mate. He seems to be busy battling our forces outside.
She wails, her powers trying to break the barrier to hurt us or probably kill us. But Amaia stands firm. Her wings shoot out, carrying the parts of us. They flap with such force, dissipating the darkness like wisps of smoke evaporating into thin air. Our combined shield holds every wisp of darkness back.
Amaia swings her sword, holding it from the centre, creating this whirlwind of her combined infinities.
