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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/12/2017 12:09:58 AM
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Wisp makes exaggerated gagging sounds as the two make out in front of him.
"Get a room."
He tells them.
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"Lunar," Sarah called. Her Ghost floated over. She whispered something to the Ghost. "Hey, Finn!" Lunar yelled, "Do you want to watch some SIVA Nanites explode?"
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He immediately spins around. "Explosions?!"
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"Yeah. It's time to destroy SIVA," Sarah replied.
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He smiles. "Great!" Wisp bobs around in the air. "Will I have to be present? I kind of want to repair my shell after the shotgun incident..."
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"No..." Lunar replies, "Nanites will explode individually. Like firecrackers."
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"In that case I'll ho repair... Please don't kill my Guardian while I'm gone." He says, teleporting away. "It's too bad we can't use SIVA... Think o' how much easier repairin the ships would be..."
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"We don't know who has control.... but in the meantime, let's watch some explosions," Sarah said. She lead Finn to Lord's Watch.
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Finn follows happily. "Rasputin dosent control 'em... An' the Devil's er dead... So I wonder who." He mutters. His accent makes pronouncing Rasputin really hard on him, and he struggles with it.
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She sat down, and focused. Thinking of every single SIVA molecule in exsistance. She then thinks of them blowing apart, tearing the atoms apart. A nearby SIVA tendril starts to blow apart, as well as the Nanites nearby.
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Finn sat beside her, watching the explosions. The handful of remaining splicers are caught in the blast.
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She continued. Every last SIVA Nanites blew apart.
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Finn watched in awe, a smile on his face. "Almos' like fireworks." He said, glancing at Sarah.
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"I think that's all of them...." She mutters. Wherever SIVA used to be was now... Not there. The absence was at first, strikingly different.
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"Withou' SIVA here... It almost looks peaceful." Finn said, reaching over to hold her hand as they sat.
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The Warlock smiled. "There's s still one thing left to do..." She set her hand on fire, and melted to snow, so her hand touched the ground.
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He watched in fascination. "An' what might tha be?"
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The wings of fire sprouted from her back, glowing golden. An aura surrounded her. Her eyes had turned golden.
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Finn watches. In his head he can't help but think she looks like a beautiful angel.
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She continued what she was doing, which was a mystery to even Lunar. She muttered seemingly the same phrase or word in a different language. She says it in every language but English. [i]Ardú, laochra an tsolais,[/i] was the only phrase Finn understood of her mumblings. [spoiler]Irish: "Ardú, laochra an tsolais." English: Rise, warriors of Light[/spoiler] "I don't understand... what is she doing?" Lunar asked.
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Finn watched, wondering what she was doing.
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A faded, translucent figure appeared before her. A Warlock, looked like the statue of Lord Timur in the Iron Temple. "Timur," she muttered in awe. [i]You have freed us, young Warlock. We will fight by your side. Your light will awaken us.[/i]
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Finn stares wide eyed. "How...? What...?" He's completely shocked.
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She nodds. Her aura brightens, and so does her wings. They blinded all nearby. By the time it had all dimmed, hundreds of guardians, all bearing the symbol of the Iron Lords. Every Iron Lord known-- aside from Saladin, Efrideet, and for some mysterious reason Jolder-- stood before her. She nearly collapsed.
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Finn moved to help her as soon as she began to collapse. "How did you...?"
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"I..." She remains speechless.
