A distant clash.
Clang!
Untamed Flame shrieked against space defying shifting water, the impact rippling through the mirrored battlefield.
Jess’s form flickered into existence as she dashed forward at Guoly who had already lifted his water Imbued great sword at her.. launching it in a deadly downwards arc swirling in null water that defied reasoning...
Jess sidestepped, avoiding the attack, lifting her flame imbued great sword and swinging it in a side curved arc, burst of untamed flames trailing at it’s wake...
But before her great sword could touch Guoly... his sword had already reached her neck...
Swoosh!
Jess twisted, flames coiling around her form as she narrowly avoided a scything arc of water. The slash sliced through the air where she had been, carving a deep, shifting wound into air in the mirrored loose camp...
She didn’t stop. Mid-step, her foot found purchase on nothing but seething heat, a burst of flames igniting beneath her as she launched forward again. Her great sword, bursting with unrelenting fire, carved through the empty space toward Guoly.
She knew her flames wouldn’t work. She knew he was immune.
And yet. She didn’t care..
She’ll keep trying no matter what it takes....
Her great sword swung, a crimson burning arc in the reflection of this fractured world.
Guoly moved, the air around him thickening with an impossible resistance. Water coalesced in jagged edges, liquid and solid at once, shifting in and out of existence like a mirage.
But then.. something happened.
A ripple. faint at first until....
A deep, gut-wrenching tremor, shuddered through the mirrored Loose Camp like a silent scream.
Jess froze.
No, not froze.. she was caught.
Something wrenched deep at her bones, clinging to her with a force so absolute it bent the mirrored loose battlefield itself.
Her head snapped toward the source of disturbance.
A black hole. A massive one.
Not merely space bending... it was space collapsing.
It didn’t exist. It unmade.
Everything around it twisted, drawn into its unrelenting pull. The mirrored loose camp ground cracked, trembled, distorted. Jess gritted her teeth, stabbing her flame imbued great sword on the mirrored loose camp ground, dragging the blade against the surface in a desperate attempt to anchor herself to a still... But the force was too strong. Her great sword wasn’t able to hold out longer..
Her body lurched forward. her great sword dematerializing instantly..
She was being sucked in. So fast that the world around her eyes became nothing more than a distortion....
But it was then..
Something grabbed her...
A hand, chilling cold as death, wrapped around her wrist.
Jess’s eyes flickered upward.
Celia.
"Hold tight," Celia’s voice was calm, steady and absolute.
Chilling Frost exploded outward, a crystalline cold bloom that spread in jagged veins, carving a fragile foothold against the pull.
Then they moved.
Celia skated.
Her feet found purchase on the instantaneously formed ice, dragging Jess along as they slid through the battlefield, weaving past the ever shifting unrelenting pull of gravity.
But the massive black hole was relentless.
Jess could feel it tearing at her skin, the heat of her flames struggling to exist against the suffocating absence of all things. The Null’s Gravity..
As they skidded through the relentless pull..
Something happened.. A glint at first..
Then a flash of movement.
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A silent defying slash.
Celia’s body shifted, just in time before a blade of water, curved and unnatural, cleaved through the air and space around them.
Jess barely had time registered the second.
Or the third.
The water Imbued slashes came from nowhere and everywhere, cutting through Celia’s frost-path, splintering the ice beneath them.
The massive black hole dragged harder.
Celia’s gaze flicked toward the source.
Guoly.
He stood unwavering, his form a silhouette against the shifting battlefield, water circling him in a formless, roiling mass.
But he wasn’t her priority.
Not yet.
She pulled Jess forward, constructing a frost structure, layering ice upon ice, fortifying against the pull...
Crack.
Something snapped.
The ice beneath them fractured.
Another.
A jagged break ran through the structure, spreading like a wound, shattering its foundation.
And then..
It broke.
The ice-stairs and structure collapsed.
And the massive black hole began dragging them in as the air fractured.
Celia tried to create another frost structure midair but the Null’s Gravity pull kept destroying it before it even solidified..
Gritting her teeth she turned to Jess, "My frost isn’t working." She said, her tone calm despite the situation they are in...
Jess nodded as her grip on Celia’s hand tightened..
An inhale... then an exhale.. a slow deep one, "Hold on." Jess and Celia’s body burst into a flare of crimson burning light. Flame unraveled, devouring space itself, then reassembled her form in a flash of heat. Celia form followed as well... silent, swift..
They landed hard...
Jess’s armored boots scraped against the mirrored ground, her weight forcing cracks through the surface as she crouched low, materializing her great sword, balancing herself with it. The distance between them and the massive black hole had stretched, but its unrelenting pull was still there.. a looming chaotic pressure gnawing at their edges.
Celia exhaled frost. Her gaze sharpened as she felt a faint shift. A movement. The glint of something fast, something honed for the kill...
She saw it slowly..
The blade came for her throat.
Celia’s frost blue sword materialized mid-motion, an icy construct of paradox, a thing of absolute stillness. She swung. A clash, force against force, null frost against null water. The impact shuddered through her arms, splitting the air in a static shriek of null elements...
Then In a blur of motion.
Jess was gone. A flicker of seething flames.
She reappeared behind Guoly within a fracture of a second, her greatsword already descending, wreathed in molten burst of an untamed null flames,
Clang!
Metal screamed. Sparks burst as Guoly’s form melted into water, dispersing on impact. The liquid twisted, surged, and reformed meters away. His figure solidified, shifting between flesh and something incomprehensible, something boundless...
Dark blue eyes. Cold. Unreadable. Black hair, damp and unkempt, with a beard rough like that of a man who had long abandoned the notion of civilization, A caveman...
He was still. A presence. A force untouched by the violence surrounding him.
But his lips moved.
"Should I use that?" His voice was deep, steady.. spoken not to Jess or Celia, but to someone else.
Behind him, a silhouette unfurled.
A girl, average in height, poised, wearing a smirk that didn’t quite reach her dark green eyes. Hair, long and swept back into a single knot. Hela.
She didn’t answer immediately. She didn’t have to.
Her gaze flicked toward Celia first. Measured. Calculating.
Then her smile widened.. "Maybe, it depends on what your choice are." Hela said calmly
Guoly expression was unreadable as it always was, "If things keeps on like this, we wouldn’t be able to get what we came here for." He said, his voice deep and calm.
"She’s the problem," Hela said, her voice light, almost playful. "That one. The frost girl."
A calm pause.
Guoly studied her, unblinking before moving his gaze to Jess. "And the other? What about her, she is still a problem.."
"She’s nothing but a Collateral to me... and besides her larvae isn’t my priority but yours" She said, tilting her head in a mid amusement at Jess... "But anyways to prevent any prolonging nuisances.. we will kill them both..."
Silence stretched. Not an ordinary silence.. but an unnatural one, a silence of anticipation.
Then.
Guoly shifted..
A shudder rippled through his tall muscular body. His skin thickened in each passing seconds. Growing. Expanding... His muscles bulged, widening in a monstrous speed and fluidity, shifting beyond the frame of his human form. His face stretched long... mouth widening in a way that defied human evolution... nose flattening, features twisting into something primal. Something prehistoric... Something untamed..
A rhinoceros. But not of this fruit... Not of logic or nature this existence...
His flesh wasn’t flesh anymore. His skin wasn’t merely tough... it was unbreakable. Not armor, not hide, but an extension of something fundamental. A truth carved from the Null itself.
His arms swelled, veins pulsing with something darker than blood. His shoulders expanded, his body stretching into a mass of brutal chaotic power. Every movement carried undefinable weight... not the weight of mass, but of something inevitable.
Then there was Hela.
She stood beside him, relaxed, confident. The very fabric of space warped around her, bending, shifting... shuddering just by her presence...
She raised a hand in greeting, her smirk widening.
"Hello there," she murmured, gesturing lazily at Celia. "What are we waiting for?"
A pause.... then a silent faint beat like that of a heart awakening after a long sleep..
The world held its breath.
But it was in that very moment...
They all moved.
Clang! Boom! Kang! KANG!
A detonation of Null forces. A rupture of existence. The mirrored world trembled, unable to withstand the violence of something beyond its understanding....