Fate Weaver's convergence

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Oh God's, I can't believe I'm doing this!

Vaughn thought as he ran out the doorway to the temple, the lumbering body of the massive Bulette pressing towards the water.

What the hell even is this situation?! The system talking about the Gods?

Vaughn swallowed some air as he reached his destination, the circle where they had log benches and a fire pit. Looking to the temple's steeple, Vaughn saw Kiyomi. She was staring intently at the Bulette before looking for Vaughn. When their lines of sight met, Kiyomi nodded, prompting Vaughn to look back at the beast currently facing away from him.

I hope to the gods this works... for all of us.

Taking in more air with this final thought, Vaughn forced the now trapped air out of his lungs.

"Hey!"

Yelling as loudly as he could to grab the lumbering beast's attention.

Oh, Gods, please don't let us die!

Vaughn couldn't help but recall his experience evading mercenaries and the invading soldiers from Orion's church. He'd never faced a monster like this. It was all trained dogs and horses. He used himself as bait before to try and save his friends, and it worked. At the very least, Beryl escaped the first time. But there was a difference now. Kiyomi, Vaughn, and Beryl. They were here together, and they couldn't simply run. The Bulette could outrun them, no matter what. But, they could outmaneuver it. And with luck, they could kill it... or drive it away.

Kiyomi, please don't miss it!

Vaughn screamed in his mind. With the Bulette turning to face him, Vaughn felt his blood run cold, yet he held his ground. The beast bellowed and roared as it shifted its entire weight. Moving towards Vaughn with the single-minded goal of killing him, dirt was flung from the ground as it advanced. It was like a giant armored horse was galloping. In a matter of seconds, it had already cleared half the distance. Vaughn was preparing to roll out of the way; shield prepared so he could at least deflect whatever hit may come, just to buy one additional second. Just as the creature came within five meters, it was stopped in its tracks, stumbling as the impact of something large and heavy, impacted with a dull *Dong* sound that reverberated for just a moment.

"Rooaaa!-"

The Bulette stumbled, stunned as it was hit with a metal object that must have weighed a hundred fifty kilograms at the least and probably going a hundred kilometers per hour. With the impact of the bell, a sickening crunch could be heard. The Bulette itself couldn't, as it could only perceive the ringing that now filled its ears.

"Oh, come on! That couldn't kill it?!"

Kiyomi yelled in frustration from the steeple.

She hit it!

Kiyomi's mark was the fire pit. The plan was to disorient the bulette the best they could before bothering to fight it, and with that, she proposed she 'ring its bell' or whatever that may have meant.

I swear, for her to joke like that right now.

Stumbled as the bell forced its head to the side, the Bulette struggled to regain its composure. Its armored plating was shattered along the left side of its head now, and blood was pouring along its snout and dripping to the ground. With that, their biggest advantage, for now, was gone. Yet with it, they possibly leveled the playing field.

"Vaughn, sit tight! I'm on my way!"

Kiyomi yelled, jumping from the side of the steeple to the clay-tiled roof of the temple. With her sword in hand, she attempted to make her way to Vaughn without falling randomly.