As soon as that thing emerges. That was his condition. His time. Appointed by himself and for everyone here. The abomination in the sky would crack open, revealing a cesspool of destruction. There wasn’t a chance that he’d wait. This thing was here and it had to be stopped now.
So he waited...
... And then his chance appeared.
Wings sprouted and he soared. Faster than the blink of an eye, he screeched through the streets, not stopping until he was close, and near anyone who could hear him.
❝Now is not the time to be idle! The beast has revealed itself, and now we must stop it!❞ From his arial position, he raised his sword into the air. The atmosphere around it crackled and hissed, energy making its gold shine with power, ever growing as it stayed in that position. ❝If you cannot defend yourself, take shelter, but if you can...❞ A visible field of magic enveloped the blade, electric in appearance. The air thrummed -- a frequency almost too low to hear.
He knew by himself he could not defeat the beast, not if what that scientist had said was true. But together...
❝Stand up and fight!❞
He slashed Galaxia vertically, pent up energy blasting forth in the direction of the terrifying creature. The whine as it cut through the air was sure to reach the ears of plenty. But despite the beams power, it was useless by itself. It needed more behind it. He needed allies. At the very least though, he could attempt to rally.
They had to win.