Tagged by @feralkwe and I'm tagginggg, @snail-fever , @talizoraa , and whoever else wants to do this o/
"Get, get up… we have to- we… have to make it Zodiark's side even if the others are… not…"
What a wretched spell Hydaelyn had unleashed, warping and splitting aether all around, it was an abhorrent, crafty thing— and probably the only way she could contend with Zodiark, he surmised.
But contrary to the flow of her attacks, suddenly, all the waves of Light started to recede back to her, the atmosphere shifting eerily all around them.
This… was not right. He grabbed onto Lahabrea tighter and looked towards the horizon where the gigantic beings blotted out most of the landscape. His aethersight told him both of them were gathering untold amounts of aether. Furthermore, from what he could tell, Zodiark was… weakened.
Emet-Selch's eyes went wider the longer he watched on. If those attacks went off against one another, everything for malms on end would be ripped to shreds, aether and all. He looked around in a panic. They would need to shed their bodies— now.
A nearby confluence beckoned to him, the void. It should be safe there, in the realm between the sea and this one. Simulteanously incanteing a complicated spell to rend their souls from their bodies and bursting the crack in reality open, he flung the three of them into the rift.
Not a moment later, betwixt that space between their realm and the next, he could hear and feel the terrible cataclysmic attack between the two deities.
And then, as he feared… all was quiet.
"Answer us, Venat!" Emet-Selch demanded. "You think this the solution? That this is better than a willing sacrifice?"
No answer came.
Yet… she was listening. Emet-Selch could see her aether behind that empty crystalline structure she was hiding.
"I am trying to understand you, to give reason to your methods as one of the seniors of our organization." He quieted his tone, yet it didn't lose its sharp edge. "Yet here you are, not even extending the same grace to us, comfortable in your silence. How can we take that as anything but treacherous?"
After a long pause, against her better judgement, she talked for the first time. "What you wished for, would only lead us to ruin. What I did was… not kind. But it will save us."
Would she have to play villain to them? Her heart ached so, so much. These weren't her enemies, they were her lost kin- doomed kin. But if she were to tell them… no, she could not.
"Save us?… By whose decree?" Lahabrea mumbled.
"… mine own."
"Your opinion against almost the entire Star's-"
"At times, the masses do not understand what is at stake-"
"We have always operated by way of the majority's will. To bend to but one's opinion is tyranny!" Emet-Selch spat. "Or do you think yourself better than your people?"
A sin of the highest order, no more backed up by Venat choosing to don the clothes of a primal god.
She said no more.
"Such arrogance does not become you." Lahabrea murmured.
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