"Why are you still fighting it? I thought we already agreed that you were weak."
The laughter continued to echo in Sylas' ears, but rather than feeling worse...
It actually made him feel better.
Sylas realized that the pain was coming from fighting against the reality. But it was easier said than done to just stop.
On the one side, there was his idealized version of himself... the strong, capable man he wanted to be, or rather, thought he was.
And on the other, there was a mirror being held to his face, one that reminded him of his failures, his inadequacies.
Sylas struggled to lift his head, unable to make a decision as he gazed out into the world of lava.
Endless rivers of red gold spread out as far as the eye could see, sparse rock formations appearing from time to time. High above, the gaping opening of the volcano loomed, but the heavy soot that rose made it difficult to see the skies above. Whatever time of day it was, though, it would hardly matter because the shimmering shine of the lava would overwhelm both the day and night.
However, none of this was what Sylas was focused on. That was because in the distance, he found exactly what he was looking for all this time.
Professor Fembroise.
Hovering above a rock formation, Professor Fembroise was trapped in an egg-shaped, translucent gold barrier. She had just been sitting there previously, a hint of nervousness on her face. But she couldn't help but stand to her feet the moment Sylas appeared.
The Basilisk King understood Sylas' intentions without him saying anything. With a sway, it shot across the sea of lava, closing the distance between them and the Professor.
...
Outside the Portal, Sylas' drill of Glass landed.
The tip lanced into the snail's head, twisting violently and erupting with a shuddering might. The pained howl of the Snail Queen filled the skies, ripples of Aether spreading out in all directions.
BANG!
The head of the Snail Queen exploded. freeweɓnøvel.com
The screeches of monkeys filled the skies as they pounced. They had no loyalty to the Snail Queen. All they knew was that they were now free and such a powerful creature had died right in front of them. If they could take its Gene Core, they would be the next King Beast born.
Unfortunately...
A ripple came from the Snail Queen's shell. A cancerous mass of cells bubbled up from the split in its head.
The Snail Queen had sacrificed its head on purpose. Between all the poison surging through it, and the addition of Sylas' attack, there was no easy path forward.
40 Foundation Poison with the support of Mature Aether was already incredibly difficult to deal with, even for this King Beast.
So it sacrificed over half its store of Aether, and in the blink of an eye, its head popped back up, a mass of flowing liquid oozing out from its pores as though to lubricate this newly grown body part just in time for the Fire Monkeys to pounce.
The Snail Queen howled and the Fire Monkeys all froze in the air at once before being forcefully ejected.
They shot out from the mist that hung over the battlefield, leaving streaks in the air before they exploded into a rain of blood and flesh.
Crimson sprinkled down from the skies as the powerful push of the Snail Queen's Skill cleared much of the battlefield in an instant.
The spectators in the shadows were shocked. It had been difficult to see what was happening earlier, but the sudden dispersal confused them.
Why were the Fire Monkeys attacking their master? Where was Sylas? He couldn't be dead because the Quicktime Event was still active.
The Portal!
...
Linzie came to the same conclusion as everyone else. She gave Butch a glance and grit her teeth.
"We have to go."
"Calm down, Linzie. He can't escape."
The archer that had saved Linzie from Sylas' stomp earlier appeared.
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