The Aeronaut's Daughter

The Final Battle Begins

Here is Episode Seven of Season Three. Hope you all enjoyed it. 

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The Republic were preparing for war. Witches and Rebel angels were hovering over the sky. Mulefas were being equipped with armour. The Straf Seers were sharpening their weapons. In the distance, only miles away, was a massive hurricane of grey cloud heading towards them. An indomitable force that no man could face alone.

"The Clouded Mountain draws closer," Xaphania warned. Asriel, Mrs Coulter, Commander Ogonwe, Serafina Pekala, Arthur, Damian and the Angel Salmakia were gathered at the council table. "The way forward now depends on the children. If the Adams and Eves survive the Fall once more, all worlds will be liberated. But if Metatron can control them or their daemons, the future is his – forever,".

"Then we make sure that never happens," Damian swore. "The children have already defeated death, and now we protect them to safeguard the future of everyone in every world,".

"I've devoted my entire life to science and the pursuit of truth," said Asriel, who leaned against a wall with crossed arms and eyes turned away from everyone else. "I have sworn blind that prophecies are merely stories concocted to control the credulous. And yet here I stand..." he turned to everyone, approaching the table with renewed faith. "....unable to avoid the prophetic truth in front of me. The success of our rebellion seemingly hinges upon the survival of our daughter," He looked lovingly at Mrs Coulter. "And her friends. So, change of plan. We don't have to win this fight,".

"We will be distracting the Authority and its angels to give those children a chance to find and reunite with their daemons," Arthur said. "Our powers can help keep the dark angels at bay,".

"If we can do that, they can escape to a safe world and Fall," Asriel acknowledged.

"How will we know when they arrive in this world?" Salmakia asked.

"I will alert when the knife-bearer cuts through. Spirit can sense the blade," Xaphania explained.

"We can sense it too," Arthur added. "Once they come through, we will go to them. We're the only ones they'll trust,".

"All civilians have taken shelter in the bunker beneath the base," Ogonwe reported. "And our human forces can be stationed around the perimeter,".

"Kaisa has been searching for the daemons," Serafina notified. "When he finds them, I will go to them,".

"Then you will bring them back here," Asriel instructed.

"Here? With the Clouded Mountain above?" Mrs Coulter asked incredulously.

"For once, I agree with Mrs Coulter,". Damian forced himself to say. Mrs Coulter looked at him. "Wasn't a compliment,".

"I designed this building to withstand angelic force,". Asriel assured.

"How can you possibly know the nature of Metatron's attack?" an unconvinced Mrs Coulter demanded.

"Oh, I'm prepared for him," Asriel assured.

"Asriel!" A soldier came running up to him. "The dragons...they've returned,".

Everyone rushed down the Intention Craft's landing platform, and they saw the dragon queen, heavily wounded with scars and a slightly chopped horn, land before them. The rest of her soldiers were gravely wounded. She clutched precious cargo to her chest.

Asriel approached them. "So, it seems you have returned,".

"I do this for the children and the daemons we rescued,".