Asaki comes to after feeling the effects of the Warp Lord's attack. To her astonishment, she no longer carries the bond between herself and Senshi. Blackrend's attack was powerful enough to destroy the warrior with one hit.
The teenager sits up in pain. Since she had been sharing the vessel with Senshi instead of letting her take over completely, the damage suffered was shared between the two.
She looks over at Soul Reaver and crawls towards him. Almost instantly, her lungs feel a piercing burning, inside and out. Blood stains her shirt in one spot on her left side. She winces; sitting back against a broken pillar, she lifts her shirt to inspect the damage. She grits her teeth and notes a rib, broken and possibly puncturing her lung.
Asaki turns in time to see Blooddrinker getting the better of it's master. She turns to her left to see Kasei on the ground, too far out of reach. The teenager pulls herself over to Soul Reaver, grabs hold of the sword and begins to chant a healing spell for her sensei, but with the little time they have, it would be impossible to heal him completely.
She rises to her feet, using Blooddrinker as a support. She walks slowly towards the enemy, her legs, feeling like two blocks of lead.
She closes her eyes and begins to concentrate on her aura, focusing her mind and body as one, channeling all her energy. An ominous silence fills the air until slowly, a deep and low rumbling begins to vibrate through the ground and pillars. Her aura glows bright, pale green and grows large. A mysterious howling cuts through the air as wind begins to pick up around everyone. Echoed drumming booms within the walls, rattling them as a massive circle containing several symbols appears on the ground beneath Asaki's feet. She stands still in the middle as the circle glows purple, and eerie wisps of smoke begin to rise from around it.
The teenager's aura continues to rise and the symbols within the circle begin to rotate faster and faster. As she opens her eyes and focuses on Blackrend, one word leaves her mouth.
"...solis..."
From the vertical abyss of the cieling above them, a blinding light begins to descend, rendering painful rays of unexpected luminosity, as bright as looking directly into the sun.
From above, an enormous sphere of fire burns red-orange and continues downward, slowly, seeking only one target...the Warp Lord.
Asaki turns to the side of Blackrend's throne, the beams of light being most unwelcome after spending so much time in the darkness.
As the massive fireball flies directly at Blackrend, Asaki takes the opportunity to continue to attempt to make a difference. She reaches her arm out towards the Warp Lord's throne, stretching her fingers for one thing...the Staff of Ashara.
The chains begin to rattle and the iron begins to creak violently as Asaki continues to try to draw the staff away from it's current position...
|With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|