[Area] Seth's Dream dome

Raine has practically started to chow down on her half of the cheesy sticks, partially ignoring the strange glow from one of her inventory items.

There was no way she would use that again, especially with what happened last time.

The army of ghosts and carapacians descend on the attacking arms. Nora's rushing blood attack closes in on the heir, blocking its line of sight as its metric of time slows, and the attack speeds. The shell forms completely around it with that benefit in mind, the heir gritting its teeth as it gives the strike a glare. What now?

"...No."

Behind it, the four arms caught with it form up. The two arms out of its sight by the barrier begin thrashing wildly to shake their opposition off, one moving on to slamming the ground open-palmed to crush its aggressors without focus or aim, but with a scorched earth stratagem of hitting as much of the ground as they can. And the other, simply swats at the air with numerous swipes, the two working in tandem to avoid interfering with one another. In the shell the heir lifts its hand, confirming something known only to it, and swings its hand back rapidly, time of the essence as the attack closes in. Behind it, one of the arms spins in midair and its its fingers into... nothing, a wide slash tearing a gash in space behind it as words are again imprinted on the minds of everyone present, and their ears.

"CLOCKWORK ORCHESTRA!!!"

A red gear filled in black ticks in midair, red aura around the heir shining before shattering as its speed returns, aiding its hasty backstep into the gash and out of a similar gash situated directly above the encroaching blood wall but its also with a grunt, hanging out of that gash with its leg stuck on the other side, caught by that blood. An arm behind it lashes out with bolts of pinkish lightning rushing toward Nora as another's fierce swipe calls a razor wind tornado into existence, tearing toward the girl. And above, it the heir crosses its own arms before swinging a cross shape, the blood surrounding its leg scattering with the strike and leaving it to fall back to the ground in freefall, two remaining arms floating around it as it does. The barrier is safe, for now, but the same can't be said for the army attacking its assailants, another tearing tornado rushing toward them now as the two arms start attacking them with more precision.

"A universe made and unmade... A genesis, and a cataclysm. The beginning and the end are coming... all you fight against, is your own happiness. Stubborn idiots. If you can't see that I'll etch it into your battered bodies before I cast them all to dust!!!!!"

Micha thinks to herself as her environment changes around her...

How do you beat an all powerful ghost...?
Or corpse?

Usually the undead are extremely susceptible to sunlight.

...but it wouldn't be that easy... Would it?

Micha summons Eclipse behind her.
"I've got an idea..."

Micha turns into a ball of light and eclipse vanishes her from sight. The two sneak their way through the battlefield, concocting a plan...

She wonders to herself... if they are in fact a ghost, is that why they only showed up in the previous dream bubbles?

...They only showed up in dream bubbles...


Micha grins in her ethereal body as she moves passed attacks at light speeds and with great luck avoiding others.

She makes her way to the broken ceiling, looking out at the city that now encompassed all of gospel, the dream dome, and the planet.

Eclipse flies out into the sky, becoming bright like the sun and shines light down into the dome. Micha waves to her and slips back down into the battlefield, dodging more things coming her way.

The heir of light slips away to the rear of her enemy and lays her palms on the ground. Her invisibility wears off and her deck of cards explodes from her dress belt. She smiles as the SUN card lays up in front of her.

"Let's make this Toasty!"

The ground lights up and expands into the SOLAR MAGIC CIRCLE: PILEDRIVER.

"SUNLIGHT!!!"

With her shout the sun brightens and shines down on the magic circle encompassing the scourge. The four Solar Cannons plow up through the ground and take aim. The south and east ones aiming at the scourge's back, firing blasts of concentrated solar energy at the back of the scourge, planning on sending it forward where the other two cannon's were aiming towards the front doors of the dome.

Eniar spots the elevator.

Thinking that this is probably the only place worth investigating, he tries to call the elevator.

The Smith's sun flies into the air, orbiting the magical sun powering the Pile Driver, increasing the power of it.

Upon pulling the lever, the doors close and lock tight. The elevator begins to descend at a reasonable pace.
And then, it begins to go down faster, and faster, and faster, until it can go no faster.

Ladies and gentlemen, this box has reached terminal velocity.

The cabin rattles and shakes as it continues to descend into the underworld.

(Proceed to Seth's Clock Tower, 3rd floor)

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Meanwhile, Thoren is still trying to think of something he and Raine can do in this fight.
He summons his double sided scythe of lovely time and studies it. It appears to be made of a translucent glass, with an angular shaft that glows violet and crimson. He can feel the strength of their bond while holding this scythe.
It feels like, if he swung it with enough feeling behind it, it could shoot some kinda beam from it.
Thoren wonders if Raine would be able to do the same with her mace, if they were to try at the same time.

He looks over towards her. "Hey Raine. I have an idea. We should pull off a Unity Slash."