In the vast ruins, the air carried the pungent smell of burning wood and the metallic hint of spilled blood. The battlefield, once a peaceful town, now appeared wounded and shattered, its once-green grass transformed into a muddy mess filled with fallen bodies. Smoke columns rose into the sky, casting dark marks on the horizon.
LYD: You should have some more respect for your superi-
*CRASH*
Shane jumps onto Loyd, both dropping to the ground and hugging him tight.
SHN: Loyd, thank goodness you're safe! We got so worried!
LYD: You guys seriously need to stop thinking of me as weak...
RBN: Can you blame us? You literally don't even have a soul power.
LYD: A registered one, you mean?
RBN: Same thing, nuthead.
GAL: But we're here now so no need to worry!
Noire watches in disgust as the six rejoice over their reunion.
LYD: Let's not make our guest wait any longer.
ALL: Let's do this!
LYD: Amber, here's Frisk in a cube. Try and find a way to get her out of there.
AMB: (Ehh, Frisk fit in here..?) Got it!
Loyd throws Amber the cube and turns to face his opponent.
NOR: Even if the 7 of you fight together against me, understand that your chances of victory aren't slim... tħɇɏ'ɍɇ ƶɇɍø!
LYD: Don't get too ahead of yourself! The fight hasn't even started!
Noire tightens her grip on her axe and launches herself off the ground towards Loyd. However, Shane swiftly intervenes, clashing weapons with her. Then, Robin vaults over Shane, seizes Noire's face, and forcefully slams her into the ground. In her struggle, she grabs onto Robin's leg, but Jess swiftly slices her arm in half. Noire promptly regenerates the lost limb and takes a deep breath, focusing her senses and murmuring under her breath.
NOR: Forces of evil, under the gaze of the heavens, unmatched in their capacity for destruction, those in pursuit of power answer its call... grant me strength.
Loyd felt that something was wrong and turned to warn the others, but it was too late. Noire had already finished the incantation.
NOR: Disaster Technique, Blanket of Shadows!
As it obeyed her dark command, an eerie mist from another world began to gather around her. This dark, shapeless mass appeared almost alive as it swirled and moved eerily. Gradually, it spread, casting a sinister shadow across the battlefield. Robin and Jess quickly identified this power, while Loyd, being the fastest, had already launched his attack.
LYD: She's got the other disasters' abilities as well so don't just stand there!
He would dart between the others, engaging in a head-to-head battle with Noire, trading blows relentlessly. Loyd fired multiple rounds into her, but her rapid regeneration allowed her to counter immediately. This duel got disrupted when Robin emerged from behind Loyd, surprising Noire with a punch to the stomach. Her smirk turned to shock when she saw dark tentacles wrapping around her arm. Noire lifted her axe to cut them off but was interrupted by Galls' sudden aggression. He planted his foot on Noire's head, and in a flash, she crashed to the ground. The impact of her fall sent shockwaves through the battlefield. Dust and debris filled the air as Noire hit the ground with a resounding thud. For a moment, the chaos seemed to pause, the combatants catching their breath. But in the world of relentless battles, there was little time for respite. As the dust settled, Noire slowly rose, her eyes gleaming with a fierce hatred. The battle was far from over, and she was ready to strike back with even greater ferocity.
NOR: You're truly a force to be reckoned with, fated souls.
GAL: (Tsk, when did she have time to cut my leg off?!)
Amber swiftly assesses Gall's injuries, her practiced hands moving with precision. She administers first aid, her focus unwavering despite the chaos around them. The battle rages on, but in this brief moment, the wounded find solace in her care. Gall watches her, a mixture of gratitude and admiration in his eyes, knowing that her skill might be the very thing that saves him and others on this relentless battlefield. He notices the container that holds Frisk, sealed and resting on the ground. He reaches for it, feeling its weight in his hands.
GAL: Any luck with this yet?
AMB: I'm afraid not. My healing abilities can't reverse the magic that's been cast on it.
GAL: Can't reverse... maybe this might work.
Gall held the container in his palms, sensing the subtle movement of its atoms. He concentrated his soul energy into it, and with intense focus, a brilliant light began to shine through. The light grew brighter, casting an ethereal glow in the dim surroundings. The others watched in awe as Gall's patience. Frisk's form inside began to stir, a sign that his efforts were not in vain.
End of Chapter 26
"Clash of Fates"
[ Fated Souls Vs Noire ]
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S-ORIGINS | By ShadowNTS
FantasíaOrigins is a culmination of stories describing characters' backstories! Takes place before the events of Soultale and in the yet to be corrected world.
