[Area] Seth's Dream dome

An unnatural shudder runs through the heir's body as they slump forward and to the side, body held up as if by invisible strings refusing to fall. Spreading its legs in a better stance to support itself it growls some unintelligible agitation as it slumps forward just in time for Thoren's freeze locks its limbs in place, and for Raine to charge in.

"why..........."

Another unnatural spams rocks it, two black... things, erupting from its back as the two arms on its back rend another gash in space through which two pillars make themselves apparent. Not pillars... As the hooked hands take hold of them and draw them they're revealed as weapons, pixelized distortions running up and down the oversized sword and axe that constantly seem to change their form or make. An axe... a halberd... a shovel... A scythe... Shortly the weapons seem to settle on a form, pixalization making a patchwork adornment to the twisted weapons resembling a polearm with an axe blade on one side and scythe blade on the other, a shovel spade at the end of its handle and a two-bladed sword with a thin (proportionally for its size) blade coming to a point almost like a needle on one side, and a larger, traditional blade with a downright ridiculous number of small (again, proportionally) protrusions resembling blades jutting out from its hilt.

"only... us left......."

The clusterfuck most closely approximating a sword is jabbed into the ground immediately in front of the heir, arm shoving it forward in a demolition drive that decimates the ground and anything unlucky enough to be caught in its paths. Directly on the path Raine is running toward it. Static outpourings flood from the gaps in the ground left by those pillars of flame, a similar pillar engulfing the heir as the static frenzies and turns blood red. In it, flashes...

Anyone paying close enough attention to a cluster might be able to make out a body. Closer attention still and a certain familiarity, and they might recognize some of them. Others are unfamiliar, wholely, some recognizable as players by their God Tier outfits, others not, but some... dressed in casual clothes from a long while ago, players native to v2. And as the heir lets out another gurgling scream the two eruptions at its back reveal themselves as another set of appendages and mold a pair of dark wildfires into a hypercondensed frenzy, the other weapon put to use in a wicked overhead swing shrouded in flame and static, centered on Thoren.

"BeCa uSE of H́́̊͏̫̯̗̱̣̠̰I̟͖̯̗͉̱̭̬̋͌͌̐M̸̞̪̼͈̼͇ͬ͐̿̓ͮ̅̚!!!!" 

The lady in white waves out her hands, launching out a spirit from her body with midnight black skin and golden yellow streaks on her body. Eclipse brandishes her sword and shield, going on the attack against the tattered heir. She swings her great sword at him and then hides behind her tower like shield with a Solar eye design on it.

Raine, who is mentally too engrossed on making the heir a splatter on the ground, is unfortunately on the path to becoming a pincushion.
At least, until something akin to black tar forms from under her feet, pushing her up and quickly forming into a platform, then a bridge or crystalline rosevines making it's path for Raine to follow away from the attack and towards her target.

"Revenge, huh? Not unlike what I wanted to do..." The voice seems to be coming from everywhere. It was Zwei. Looking back at her, she's a silhouette of a vague feminine shape standing on the floor, images fluctuate from a background of space and lines of garbled code, glitching erratically eyes seem to open and close from the void that was her being. The ground below her is pitch black and stretching towards all of the area, not unlike ink spreading through a surface.

The inky liquid forms from under the heir and attempts to bind them in it with the same rosevines. Sure, it probably won't stop the bastard from attacking...But it'll keep them in place for a short while.
"But unlike me...You seem to be so focused on it that you don't care what happens to anything else...A wretched person...But...You're not even a person, are you? What the hell are you?"

The other Kats conjure up shields against the unforgiving barrage of attacks. From magical walls to an elaborate and strangely sturdy net of red thread.

"It doesn't matter, really. What really matters is that you need to be stopped. No matter what."

Raine, who seems to have found a good spot, leaps from the bridge and dives toward the heir, mace directly in front of her. It trails in purple light, causing her dive to seem like a comet or meteorite falling towards the Earth.

A mysterious figure enters the dome, and stops as soon as they see Niki.

They stare at her for a little while...then continues, stopping at a place that's still in a hallway, but has enough of a view of what is happening.

The figure turns around.

"Oh, I believe we've seen each other...You're the strange one from before, yes~?"
They bow lightly.

"Hahaha...It's strangely pleasant to see you again! But I don't believe you would recognize me as I am now."
A chuckle escapes from them as they turn back around.

The scenery in front of them was definitely an interesting sight...

"It's been a strange turn of events, hasn't it?"

"Hahahaha! It's hard getting what you want...It goes wrong in ways you never even expect."

The figure glances over to a particular someone.

"...Do you wonder if any of this connects to one source...? I do..."