[Area] Seth's Dream dome

"don't........"


The heir throws its head back, clenching its fists before throwing them forward to once again breach the barrier of the pillar of light. When they emerge, each bears a half of its trademark weapon, that gnarled thorn staff.

"DON'T. UNDERESTIMATE US!!!!!!!"

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A sweeping flurry of slashes with that glowing bow cut every one of FLord's incoming tendrils down before they can do their work, one of its hands cutting down the few that manage to slip through to completely neuter his attack. The rain of weapons he either fails to notice or care about would sweep over his pinned form like that chances are, his only reprieve the fact that they only make a passing shower after presumably leaving him impaled to the floor on many more weapons still. From him the sweep scans surgically through the room, onward.

"YOU... KNOW, NOTHING... THINGS WILL ONLY, CHANGE, IF, WE....... CHANGE THEM!!!!!!! NOTHING CHANGES.... IF WE, I, CHANGE NOTHING!!!"

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The army of Seths has more luck in deflecting, if only comparatively. About half of the rain of arrows manage to make it through their defense, about half of the Seths are able to knock away the encroaching wave of arrows. Even so, every arrow they deflect, a ways off from them, curves back to return and continuing harassing them, a large enough open window for them to see coming if they're paying attention. But are they?

"OUR HOPE... IS, AT THE END. WHEN... NOTHING ELSE....... THAT IS MY HOPE!!!!! BECAUSE AFTER......... Ţ̀N͡҉H͟I͘͠Oq͘nI̶̵̴O̧͝h̛̕u̡͜͟i̸̧͠GD̵̕U҉̵G̛i͟yg̷B͜͟͠D͘͢YUB̡͜iu̢͘͜f̷j̸ḑ̴́i̕͝uHU͘͞I͜͡b͢i̛u̴͞f́͢͝a̕h͝j̢͠i̶̢͝f̷̶e̸̢͝Ǫ̴͟j̧"

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Rain manages to deflect her arrow soundly, and her mace has the Heir's attention on its flight path but the lack of it might hinder her more than she expects as the arrow, knocked behind her, curves an arc in the air to rush in from behind. 

As arrows of white and darkish green light zoom around the room heading for their targets, deflection only a minor inconvenience to them before they curve back for continued harassment, the giant weapon finishes its sweep, pointing to the ceiling as a green aura flashing varying shades surrounds it. Like a phantom two more arms appear at its back, holding that same weapon, and the three are impaled into the ground around it in a triangular formation. Cracks run through the ground as the weapons shake, a multicolor aura turning them blinding

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Fissures rush all throughout the room, as flurries of weapons spring like pillars from the depths, simultaneously under all combatants or groups of combatants. The first wave, scattered and telegraphed by the cracks in the ground, provides an significant obstacle but one that can likely be weathered or dodged without too much trouble. A feint, it seems, as far faster than before weapons erupt from seemingly every part of the floor now, rushing for the ceiling and looking to harm any caught in their path as the area is rended by the reversed rain. Another wave tears through the floor like jagged clusters of weapons akin to pillars, looking to impale or maim all in the room and springing up from directly beneath them to that end.

A crack runs through the scenic sky above, a denial of the sunny day. Clouds turn dark, hail falls, and wind rages outside as the increasingly patchwork ceiling makes the boundary between this room and the oncoming storm outside weak.1-6·1-6·1-6·1-6·1-6·1-6·1-6·1-6

The barrage was more persistent than the Council was hoping. Their desire to keep existing urges them to keep deflecting and dodging it for as long as they have to.

Unfortunately, Raine wasn't as lucky, as she is completely unaware of the arrow behind her.
With the council completely distracted, she had no heads up as it goes right through her chest.

She opens her mouth in shock, but nothing comes out as she slows down and eventually stops.

Gentle ethereal hands hold Raine's hands. A voice whispering soothing words to her....

"Katie, do you know when and where you took Raine?"
"Uh.. yeah? Why?"
"Take me there, quickly."
Katie quietly places her hand on RN's shoulder, warping the Heir of Hope to before the battle started and leading him through the crowd. Once they get out into the fields, she warps them back into the "present." Patrick rushes to Raine's side, summoning the heart container and attempting to give it to her.

Raine just simply stays down, still in a bit of shock and frustration. She feels someone's presence, and starts to talk to them like they were really there. Perhaps to try and help herself.

"I don't get it...Who was that person anyway...If I can guess, they're from...That one session, considering their target..."

She hovers over the area she was hit.

"How is he getting that much power...Why is he being so unreasonable...?"

She senses someone appear. It was Patrick, with...A heart?

"I'm not sure of what to do...I just...I just wish I could understand. I can't protect anyone like this. I can't protect him with the way I'm doing things now."

FLord stands up, and begins marching blindly towards the tattered heir. Each step in tune with his own pulsing heart beat, the attacks flying at him have no effect other than fueling and enlarging the whispery filaments branching off of his body.

The pulse has grown out of control, resulting in Chaotic Strength, as the heartbeat soon becomes audible to everyone else in the room as a drum beat.

Thump Thump.

Thump Thump.

Thump Thump.

Thump Thump.

A hand lunges forward at the Scourge's neck.

As Raine walks back towards the castle, a spotlight shines down for her from the sky. While it may be raining and hailing hard around her, not a single drop or hailstone falls down upon her. She can feel a great warmth.

Raine, you've heard the Greek myth about soulmates, correct? How once individuals were paired and had power to match that of the gods themselves, before being torn away from eachother and being forced to search for the other endlessly?
I believe we have a similar bond. It's taken lifetimes for us to get to this point. So many times others of our templates not quite at the right place at the right time. So many times one or the other not ready or not searching.
But we've made it. After endless trials and tribulations, we have finally arrived at the point of having found one another.
I love you more than there are stars in the night sky and sand in the hourglass of all time. Eternity shall be defined by the length of our love.

I'm so glad fate brought us together.

After a while of gushing sentimental hyperbole, they reach the open front door of the castle. The textures seem more bright and detailed around Raine.

Alright, let's get a battle plan ready. You're a Lord of Rage and I'm an Heir of Time. Being connected, we can use our powers together for long distance combo shit. In a way it almost makes us share a makeshift doubletier status, but at the same time, we're only sharing each other's gifts back and forth.
You can do some incredible rage-bending techniques with your power, right?
I feel like you might be able to use that power to calm raging ass bitches the fuck down.
I know you've been able to calm me down when nobody else could.

If you need a speed boost or bullet time or whatever, feel free to let me know.

((Raine can now use level 1 speed-up once every couple of turns with implied permission!))