The black orb in the avatar's hand is so large now that you are having to move to avoid touching it,and the aeons from the gate are merging into a halo of energy around it.
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You see flashes of images in your mind. Huge magical explosions, a rip in time and reality and things spilling out of the cosmos onto this plane. No more magic here or mortals destroy reality Is awkwardly spoken in your mind. The black orb in the avatar's hand is huge and the aeons from the gate are standing around it increasing it.
This place must be purged. By the will of Monad.
The Avatar is clearly weakened. By the will of Monad leave this place mortals, you need not die Is said in your mind only once.
Havandrier seems to damage the creature, slightly less than anticipated. By the will of Monad The cloaked figure continues to speak in your minds as it casts a black sphere into exsitance, differant than the black orb seen previously. From the blacked space more creatures arrive. They appear as swirling colorful whirlwinds of energy with limbs attached. Varian-24
At Gallus/Varos you can interject where you would like, this will change your initative for the remainder.
The Black and White Spheres disappear from the creature's hands. The creature is still here, though for a second the constantly repeated phrase By the will of Monad stops. Down to Lilly's actions.
Allumbris/Varos:
You believe this is an Aeon, but you are not sure which one or anything else about it. Varian grapples the Daughter. She says a word and disappears. The Black Abyss that surrounds you now consolidates into a giant Sphere. You see the black cloaked figure still with cosmos and stars swirling inside of him holding the black sphere and another bright white sphere. By the will of Monad. Dirt and corpses are being drawn into the black sphere. Make Fort Saves. Then back to initative with Gallus
You kill the immediate undead, and the two larger Daughters. The chainlightning and fire ball take their toll on the poor fallen Fey a well. There are crackles of small magical explosions in the air, then the body of the fey turns to dust and a huge beam of light shoots from where her corpse layed straight into the air briefly illuminating the area. The Last Daughter emerges from her gaseous form Necril:
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? Nooooo! The Darkness begins to take shape, and within that shape you see the cosmos shifting about. It as though the universe has taken a humanoid form and the bright stars within are a harsh contrast to the outter darkness. You hear a voice within your head. This is too much power concentrated in one area. You must be purged mortals. By the will of Monad. By the will of Monad. By the will of Monad. The last three words repeat in your mind relentlessly.
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