[The last surge of aether coalesces, drifting across to drain into her -- these orbs red, making the skin prickle despite no aspect of electricity, but merging with her all the same. The moment she transcends her limits feels like a sharp rap on the glass walls of reality.]
[Venat opens her eyes, and then, gracefully, spins to sweep her hand around. In its wake, silvery weapons rise up around her, chakrams and staves and swords, each her height at least.]
Do not expect miracles.
[A sweep of one hand, then another, then another. Portals open in the air, hurling down the weapons of light to smash into the statue in a torrent. The moment her last gesture ends, she summons her sword back into her hand, concentrating her remaining aether into it so swiftly that it tugs at the very surroundings.]
[Then Venat flips into the air, and brings the sword down onto the statue.]
[The explosion of radiant blue light obscures what happens at the heart of the strike, and rather than dissipate, it grows -- and grows, and grows, into a blinding radiance that engulfs the courtyard and the castle, before at last fading.]
[This is what separates Metaverse abilities from those blessed with something intrinsic to their world itself.
It's beyond anything he can truly comprehend. Palace rulers, the Reaper, Metaverse entities - nothing compares. Even the most powerful enemy in the depths of the cognitive world didn't hold a handle to what he saw.
Robin Hood would be crushed like an ant.
Loki could hold up, but not match.
The thought infuriates him. Impresses. Reminds him of why the throngs of people battling the Green Knight gave it nothing more than papercuts and those two were able to wipe it from this world.
Okay.
Shock apparent on his face - an emotion he shows rarely and unprompted. The silence that follows poignant. He's truly at a loss for words.
[There's no way that statue wasn't obliterated into chunks and slivers of stone and-
The moon is still out. He wants to gloat, like it was his ability that finally did the shit in. His head tilts upward to the sky to be a smug bastard when-]
His phone is out to take a picture of the stupid fucker - to keep a memory of gravel instead of the nightmare of a guardian he's been 'blessed' with in his room.
It's still there.
The phone slides back into his pocket, smile plastering itself against his face.
It's still there. Untouched. Unmoved. A godlike power didn't destroy or put a dent in it.
In-fucking-credible.]
Ah, I see.
[He sees. Sure does. It's a Sight.
There's a lot he wants to say. Every piece bitten back with practiced ease.]
That was impressive. Are you ready to attack the other entity now?
[This land or whatever power fuels it has the capacity to restrict and limit the powers it returns. Just as she cannot use the full strength and scope of her creation magic, so too has this idol been rendered immune to the attacks she can muster. Having somewhat expected this, she offers no surprise nor excuses.]
Certainly, the extremely vague concept of 'entity' notwithstanding.
[Talk about making it obvious you are disguising the full story.]
It's no tentacle monster from the depths of a lost celestial void, but it's a little guy. The same blue flames Venat saw before dropping him off at Nighty Night Peanut Town swirl around his legs, face, and-
Robin Hood makes an appearance directly behind ole Akechi.]
[Venat completely fails to draw any meaningful connection between this manifestation and Azathoth -- summoning is not something she considers to be a narrow discipline, after all.]
[Still, interesting. A laughable error on his part, she suspects -- if she fails to destroy this conjuration of his, she will not be bothered in the slightest. Her power is limited here, no matter how she may hate that.]
Then so I shall.
[Venat spreads her hands again, and again the eruption of electric-like flame rises around her, aether condensing to flow towards her.]
[This is the correct answer, more or less -- violence, properly infused with aether, against the growing orbs causes them to dissipate in a few simple strikes.]
[Venat's answer is simply to conjure more, and then more still, including some that rage red with greater strength and size. And then, almost as an afterthought, a shining circle appears beneath Robin Hood -- the only warning Akechi gets before a massive sword blade erupts skyward, aimed to avoid the boy but pierce the Persona.]
[The persona is ethereal in nature and a part of his soul manifest, the blade will likely go through it. Attacking Akechi would remove the persona entirely, but she avoids him.
But that's not what Akechi cares about.
No, he wants to hit the goddamn attack back and see what happens. The explosion is incredible, the power is amazing, and he wants to if something could break it.
So while Robin Hood doesn't vanish - it does move to throw a little Kouga at the blade.]
[An excellent plan, an excellent intention, rather spoiled by the fact that no sooner does the blade reach the apex of its eruption than it dissipates, no power existing within it to fuel its presence longer than necessary.]
[The delay, by fortune, allows one of the condensed balls of aether to reach Venat, permitting her to absorb it.]
[The energy-gathering requires Venat to stand still and channel aether for a significant amount of time. Designing it in such a way that striking her would stop her would be the height of folly. The Kouga never makes it past the aether blazing-crackling around her, an extreme defense she maintains in trade for any ability to move or attack during this.]
[She takes this opportunity to lure in one last ball, but overall her aether is not the same ridiculous level it had been in her first strike. That one had transcended her limits; this one will only reach them.]
[But that is no small matter either. With a swift gesture, Venat lashes out with a conjured chain of force, aiming to wrap it around Robin Hood rather than Akechi. Though the summoned construct might be immune to assault, it has enough physical presence to attack, and thus, she believes, be chained in turn.]
[Without hesitation, Venat turns, a sweep of her hand summoning the silvery manifestations of her weapons. Between her magical attack and her attempt at binding Robin Hood, she judges that Akechi relies heavily on its ethereal nature. These weapons are pure conjurations as well, however, infused with aether and more than capable of striking at a foe with no proper physical presence. That ought to bridge the gap.]
[If it doesn't, well, this will be a bit embarrassing.]
[With swift gestures of her hands, Venat bids portals open around Robin Hood, each of them immediately hurling several copies of a weapon at the manifestation.]
But it hits. A jolt to his psyche, a piercing force against his soul itself. That's not a normal attack. Nothing she does is, but that in particular-
Oh, he hates that.
Whatever smug bastard energy he was exuding? Gone. He's irritated. Every weapon strikes Robin Hood over and over and over. His least valuable persona - he doesn't really give a shit that it's 'damaged' by her ability. Stamina drained almost completely by that power, the entity vanishes at the end of the attack.
It doesn't hurt Akechi either. Not in the way he's used to. Drains. As if Robin Hood's weariness is his own. That I Am Thou Thou Art I resonating in full.]
Nice job, I suppose. I didn't think that would work. I guess that's why you were able to kill such a formidable foe. What a blessing it is to have you on our side.
[By the time Robin Hood disappears, Venat is already charging white-blue aether into her conjured sword. Stopping the second part of the attack midway has all the grace of stumbling over her own two feet, and after she recovers from the jolt, she has to stand straight and shut her eyes, the better to focus on liberating all that aether back into the environment.]
[When she speaks, though, her voice shows no hint of strain.]
Battling incorporeal foes is fairly common practice for those of us who have skill in combat. Channeling aether through our weapons is a simple matter for addressing both those and several other potential issues that might arise.
[The vision of her stumbling will be in his psyche forever. Bless this moment for that singular memory.
Yet, she somehow doesn't sound exhausted. That is infinitely more annoying, when his own voice is strained despite how he didn't battle at all. Robin Hood mirrored in him - they're one and the same.]
How adaptable. As expected of someone with your experience.
[Irritating.]
I thank you for indulging my requests today. That's all I wanted to see.
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[Venat opens her eyes, and then, gracefully, spins to sweep her hand around. In its wake, silvery weapons rise up around her, chakrams and staves and swords, each her height at least.]
Do not expect miracles.
[A sweep of one hand, then another, then another. Portals open in the air, hurling down the weapons of light to smash into the statue in a torrent. The moment her last gesture ends, she summons her sword back into her hand, concentrating her remaining aether into it so swiftly that it tugs at the very surroundings.]
[Then Venat flips into the air, and brings the sword down onto the statue.]
[The explosion of radiant blue light obscures what happens at the heart of the strike, and rather than dissipate, it grows -- and grows, and grows, into a blinding radiance that engulfs the courtyard and the castle, before at last fading.]
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It's beyond anything he can truly comprehend. Palace rulers, the Reaper, Metaverse entities - nothing compares. Even the most powerful enemy in the depths of the cognitive world didn't hold a handle to what he saw.
Robin Hood would be crushed like an ant.
Loki could hold up, but not match.
The thought infuriates him. Impresses. Reminds him of why the throngs of people battling the Green Knight gave it nothing more than papercuts and those two were able to wipe it from this world.
Okay.
Shock apparent on his face - an emotion he shows rarely and unprompted. The silence that follows poignant. He's truly at a loss for words.
OKAY.]
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The moon is still out. He wants to gloat, like it was his ability that finally did the shit in. His head tilts upward to the sky to be a smug bastard when-]
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His phone is out to take a picture of the stupid fucker - to keep a memory of gravel instead of the nightmare of a guardian he's been 'blessed' with in his room.
It's still there.
The phone slides back into his pocket, smile plastering itself against his face.
It's still there. Untouched. Unmoved. A godlike power didn't destroy or put a dent in it.
In-fucking-credible.]
Ah, I see.
[He sees. Sure does. It's a Sight.
There's a lot he wants to say. Every piece bitten back with practiced ease.]
That was impressive. Are you ready to attack the other entity now?
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Certainly, the extremely vague concept of 'entity' notwithstanding.
[Talk about making it obvious you are disguising the full story.]
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It's no tentacle monster from the depths of a lost celestial void, but it's a little guy. The same blue flames Venat saw before dropping him off at Nighty Night Peanut Town swirl around his legs, face, and-
Robin Hood makes an appearance directly behind ole Akechi.]
Whenever you're ready - feel free.
[He ain't MOVING.]
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[Still, interesting. A laughable error on his part, she suspects -- if she fails to destroy this conjuration of his, she will not be bothered in the slightest. Her power is limited here, no matter how she may hate that.]
Then so I shall.
[Venat spreads her hands again, and again the eruption of electric-like flame rises around her, aether condensing to flow towards her.]
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Is to attack the force and see if he can defend against it that way. An earlier memory of the insane explosion hardly a deterrent.
Akechi stays close to Robin Hood - the being hovering a few feet above his head without a care in the world.
Let's GO!!!]
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[Venat's answer is simply to conjure more, and then more still, including some that rage red with greater strength and size. And then, almost as an afterthought, a shining circle appears beneath Robin Hood -- the only warning Akechi gets before a massive sword blade erupts skyward, aimed to avoid the boy but pierce the Persona.]
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But that's not what Akechi cares about.
No, he wants to hit the goddamn attack back and see what happens. The explosion is incredible, the power is amazing, and he wants to if something could break it.
So while Robin Hood doesn't vanish - it does move to throw a little Kouga at the blade.]
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[The delay, by fortune, allows one of the condensed balls of aether to reach Venat, permitting her to absorb it.]
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So annoying he may accidentally use Kouga again on Venat herself. Whoops! Powers are weird huh!]
Oh, my apologies. That wasn't intentional.
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That's quite all right. No harm done.
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[But that is no small matter either. With a swift gesture, Venat lashes out with a conjured chain of force, aiming to wrap it around Robin Hood rather than Akechi. Though the summoned construct might be immune to assault, it has enough physical presence to attack, and thus, she believes, be chained in turn.]
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It vanishes. Disintegrates into sparkling light with Akechi's thought alone.]
Oh, there it goes - how unfortunate. You'll have to be quicker next time.
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[Without hesitation, Venat turns, a sweep of her hand summoning the silvery manifestations of her weapons. Between her magical attack and her attempt at binding Robin Hood, she judges that Akechi relies heavily on its ethereal nature. These weapons are pure conjurations as well, however, infused with aether and more than capable of striking at a foe with no proper physical presence. That ought to bridge the gap.]
[If it doesn't, well, this will be a bit embarrassing.]
[With swift gestures of her hands, Venat bids portals open around Robin Hood, each of them immediately hurling several copies of a weapon at the manifestation.]
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But it hits. A jolt to his psyche, a piercing force against his soul itself. That's not a normal attack. Nothing she does is, but that in particular-
Oh, he hates that.
Whatever smug bastard energy he was exuding? Gone. He's irritated. Every weapon strikes Robin Hood over and over and over. His least valuable persona - he doesn't really give a shit that it's 'damaged' by her ability. Stamina drained almost completely by that power, the entity vanishes at the end of the attack.
It doesn't hurt Akechi either. Not in the way he's used to. Drains. As if Robin Hood's weariness is his own. That I Am Thou Thou Art I resonating in full.]
Nice job, I suppose. I didn't think that would work. I guess that's why you were able to kill such a formidable foe. What a blessing it is to have you on our side.
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[When she speaks, though, her voice shows no hint of strain.]
Battling incorporeal foes is fairly common practice for those of us who have skill in combat. Channeling aether through our weapons is a simple matter for addressing both those and several other potential issues that might arise.
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Yet, she somehow doesn't sound exhausted. That is infinitely more annoying, when his own voice is strained despite how he didn't battle at all. Robin Hood mirrored in him - they're one and the same.]
How adaptable. As expected of someone with your experience.
[Irritating.]
I thank you for indulging my requests today. That's all I wanted to see.
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[At his comment, she turns her smile on him, radiant as it always is.] And I thank you. This was a unique experience, and one I shall treasure.
[Of course she's teasing him a little, but she also means every word of it.]