The Stage is Set

Angles Fall, Warriors take their place pt3

Angels - Vicetone

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"I don't understand why you hurt people so badly."

Shattered's skull whips upward, his eye pip constricts in panic as he looks. He makes eye contact with Dream, whose wings spread out behind him. His bow is drawn back, a positivity arrow poised and aimed right between Shattered's sockets. Shattered moves a foot backward. He didn't expect this speed from Dream, he doesn't know where it came from. Shattered sees the twitch in Dream's fingers and flings himself off the pillar. The arrow lands right where Shattered once was. Dream slowly turns to his side, making eye contact with Shattered who is on all fours, tentacles arched and ready to shoot out at Dream. Hallucination screams out, trying to disorient Dream and the others.

Cross growls before seeing something fly past him. Killer twirls his daggers as he runs past Cross, eye pip locked on Hallucination. His soul pounds to a beat that one he can hear. His feet push off the ground, staying on beat. Something screams at him that he'll dust if he loses the beat. He looks over at Error.

"I got it! Error!" Error turns, ready to follow through with any plan Killer has. "Shield push me!"

"What?!"

"Use the shield you made and give me a jump boost!"

Nightmare looks at Killer's sprint before porting over to Error to help give Killer a push. Cross runs along Killer's side, jumping to block Hallucination's attacks from Killer. Killer makes a jump for the shield, going at an angle to propel himself forward and up. Before Kill can jump, Cross notices a difference in Hallucination's stance. Something worse is coming. Cross throws his sword, praying that it will knock the attack off course from hitting Killer. Time seems to slow as the sword flies in its arch, their eye locked on it as it flies toward the attack. The blade of the sword nears, and the blast bounces off of it. Cross smiles as it allows Killer a clear shot at Hallucination. He watches Killer go flying toward Hallucination, the speed catching him off guard. Cross watches Killer twirl in the air, dodging one more attack before he's pushed backward with a force that rattles his soul. His health depletes halfway as his vision slowly starts to fade to black. He can hear his wet shaky breaths as his vision slowly goes black.

"CROSS!"