Epiphany

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Under the Tenetika sky, war was raging.
The scarlet taint of blood shed over the castle's outter gate, bore witness to the atrocity of the scene.

Corpses sown over the battle field looked like a pestilence spreading all over creation. Death hovering above the locus have had her fair share of flesh for the day.

The massacre was far from its end.

Especially for Shiva and Feirelvall, exerting themselves to the fullest agains the fierce Casam, whos speed, precision, and assiduity by far exceeded theirs.

He showered them with his swift keen flying knives, Shiva could but use her iron crows as a barrier lest she got Her body lethally pierced.

Feirelvall on the other hand, by virtue of his flying ability, barely could dodge Casam's throws.
He then responded with his sharp feathers, which casam deflected or dodged with such an ease, that he seemed partaking in a dance choreography instead of a death or life fray.

Feirelvall then rushed down towards  shiva screaming: "hit me now."

As soon as his words feel on her attentive ears, her eyes started glowing yellow, so did the crows defending her who then hastly began retracting and rearranging themselves to coalesce into an armor form.

She then jumped on the back of the armor, which attached itself to Feirelvall's body forming a golden suit that covered almost the entirety of his body.

He, along with Shiva now grappled onto his back, rushed toward Casam, who's knives were falling to the ground upon impact with the impervious suit.

Upon closing the distance, the three of them started exchanging mêle blows to the advantage of Feirelvall and Shiva, who managaed to land a few hits on their opponent's body, that until he manifested his nexus.

Miervall and Lily still exchanging slashes and bullets before the castle's entry.

They could barely notice the suddent change of weather above them, which strangely only affected the area over the castle.

Clouds as black as the abyss gathered hither.
a tempest seemed at hand, thunder gradually rumbled, louder and louder above the focused rivals amidst fray.

A humongous beam of light suddently appeared out of the clouds, and began drawing a blue circle parallel to the ground right above the castle, then another smaller one inside it, within both some strange runic symbols started appearing.

Despite the unphased war outside Tenetika, Miervall and Lily were now observing the curious phenomenon.

"What kind of unhuman obscenity is this" worriedly said Miervall, then he perplexedly looked at Lily, who was fully focused on the necromantic shapes above them.

He then with a flap of his wings rushed towards her, grabbed her by the neck, and slammed her to the ground, then raged: "is this what the so called holly knights of tenetika usually resort to......Black magic !".

She, with her back pressed against the ground, eye closed, grasping for air, whispered: "we have nothing to do with this." Then kicked him from abover her, using her right leg, stood up, then said: "this type of magic isn't ours, it is..... It is.......... Unsullied !?".

"Unsullied you say !" Uttered Miervall who was now on the ground.

He didn't not believe a word she said, for he knew that Maximilian was not a trust worthy man.
In appearance he was a wise, well thought hermit, whos devotion for religion could only be exceeded by his overly calm demeanor, and concise use of words.

But anyone who dared dig past this Modest veill was destined to find a cunning, mischievous, power thursty man.

On this thought, Miervall with a flap of his wings, flew towards the sky, he was determined to put an end to this seemingly cursed sorcery.

From the center of the circle, a windy beam of white energy emerged, and descended violently toward the centre of the castle, crashing and breaking aught that obstructed its way.

It broke the outer roof of the castle, then that of the sanctorium, sheding its light on the now exposed Noumenon, there where a frightened Maximilian laying on the ground after the explosion, who could but stare confusedly to the light beam.

White energy threads began to regroup and merge before the throne, they condensed forming a tiny mediocrely drawn black lined rhombus, which expanded the more energy gathered inside it.

Then in a deafening sound the rhombus expanded and its inner area turned all mauve and translucent, violet smoke went emerging from the portal.

The clumsy dark lines that defined the portal were glitching, crackling and creaking, as a human hand was striving to traverse the portal.

Maximilian now on his knees was looking at the scarlet energy emitting from inside the throne, merging inside the portal, screams of agony accompanied it from inside the noumenon.

"Noooo" shouted Maximilian with his hoarse voice.

His hand was fully extended reaching for the throne, "Vainglorious one, NO !" His mouth gaped as he screamed, eyes wide open, veins popped on his forehead, along with a sparkle of fear and disdain in his look.

A head with silver white hair, and red forelocks emerged from the portal, eyes closed, he pushed harder and harder to get out.

Just as his hind foot traversed the portal, it disappeared in another deafening click sound, leaving a breath of dim violet smoke, and glitching rune like marks made out of clumsy black lines engraved on some areas on and around the place.

A lad with all torn black pieces of cloth, paved with dim bronze colored lines, stood there holding his neck with both hands, mouth all gaping, eyes wide open, he was grasping hopelessly for air.

Maximilian was anxiously shaking, he squezzed his knees in anger, his jaw muscle twitched, and teeth gritted.
His nexus unleashed from his body and rushed right into the strange boy's head, as the priest screamed.

The boy was unphased, "why is he resisting ! he.... He has no language, i am powerless !" Thought Maximilian to himself, after his fierce attempt to initiate mind control, he was helpless now.

Suddently two bright lights emerged from the boy's gauntlets, and the gems on the noumenon's metallic dragon heads responded in a same way.

The boy looked at them, he looked relieved, because seemingly he was not struggling to breath anymore, he wasn't breathing at all.

He raised his hands to his waist, with his left leg forward, then thrusted both hands towards the gems.

Miraculously, his body decomposed and transformed into white energy beams such as those that emerged from the blue magical circles, then rushed towards the noumenon.