Nine blindingly bright points of light in the sky indicated that it was now time. Ayanna, after being struck by Kinoko's sudden attack, not only lost all the breath in her lungs, but also coughed up a bit of blood. She stumbled back a bit before turning and leaping with all her remaining strength back to the crater and Molnish. She landed in a tumble as the Enhancement spell she had cast dwindled away.
Ekfricai and Drek had been expecting off kilter tactics, they were used to them being employed by the dark gods of the void. Even so, suddenly having to face yourself, and your battle brother, would rattle anyone. Ekfricai, more adept at a defensive stance than his brother, was able to whether the storm with relative ease. Drek however had trouble defending and ended up jumping backwards to land beside Molnish, just to avoid Emily's barrage. "You had better be ready now" he said as he looked up to the mage.
"Actually, I've just finished preparing" Molnish replied. Molnish hovered off the ground, runic sigils glowing and swirling around him in a dozen different circles. His hands were spread apart as he manipulated the streams of energy, which flowed all around him in many dizzying patterns. His staff floated above him, crackling with power. Ekfricai leaped back, holding his shoulder, which had taken a pretty nasty hit from when Emily had been assaulting him in Drek's form.
It was at this point that Ayanna landed beside them. Drek was the first to her side, "Hey, get up warmonger. This isn't done yet." He said in a visibly stressed tone. Ayanna pulled herself up shakily with his help, and looked over to where she had Left Kinoko. "This... Has gone on long enough."
At that moment the orange portals would have opened, and all three of them looked to the newly arriving ships. "My my, this is becoming quite the Gala." Ekfricai said, smiling brightly.
"Shut up." Drek returned at him.
"Molnish we are out of time, you need to cast the spell now. We have to get rid of the abyssal god and then clear this place so the Rook can fortify our position." Ayanna said between heavy breaths.
"Done. Lets begin."
Molnish raised his hands to the air and his staff raised as well. The first sign any would have of the event would be a crackling of energy. Then a massive arcane circle covered the whole of the district as it formed in the air. Above it another circle formed, and then another, and again another. These circles continued to form far into the sky, until it seemed the whole of the atmosphere had been turned into a great ring of runic sigils. At that moment the Rook class ships in high orbit fired their weapons, the concentrated power of nine dwarf stars was blasted through the Arcane circles, and each one the energy passed through changed the energy itself, from a white hot plasma of unbearable heat into raw magical power, which stormed down like thunder from heaven to strike the Staff above Molnish.
The six Paladins originally sent to reinforce Ayanna had shifted their weapons back into the forms of staves. They each raised these into the air, and the thunderous force that wasn't absorbed by Molnish's tool was taken by the Paladins, before it too was refocused into his staff.
Then Ayanna, Ekfricai, and Drek'Thaleen each raised their respective weapons into the air. The power then arced from Molnish's staff to each of their weapons, and using that as the focal point, the spell was cast. Each of the three began to crack and break, their skin erupting as the power flowed into their bodies. From the cracks in their form a pure white light shone through, flooding the area as though each of the three were a sun in and of themselves. A moment later and the spell was completed and three entirely new entities stood in their place.
Ayanna no longer looked as a woman, she no longer even looked alive. Where once had been the aggressive warrior wielding the long blade of blue, there stood what seemed to be a burning creature of blades and spikes and metal. In it's right hand was the long hand and a half sword of blue starsteel that rippled with iridescent light. It's left was empty. It's eyes , if thats what they were, burned with fury unquantifiable. It looked only at Emily.
Wings of silver light, pale and cold, unfolded to reveal the Ascended form of Drek'Thaleen. In his right hand he held his scythe, his left was empty. His body was covered in a cold and lifeless silver armor that shone pale with it's own light. Chains hung from his form, and the air was cold around him.
Ekfricai stepped forward, the earth cracking and rising into the air around him. A fire burned in his arms, and of those he now bore four. Molten light burnished his body that seemed earthen in it's strength. A ring hovered behind him, testamount to his ascension to a godstate. He smiled at emily, burning eyes without pupils giving the impression of merriment.
Thus were the three Warriors of Deyja'Tugal ascended to godhood, albeit Temporarily. Molnish called out to them, still hovering surrounded by arcane circles. "You do not have much time, I will sustain you as long as I can but you must put an end to the void lord while you can!"
The three ascended needed no further encouraging, as all three rushed forward to meet their foe.
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An archer stationed on a nearby building was scanning the area as events unfolded when he spied upon a pair of humans atop an adjacent building. He called down to his brothers below, four of which immediatly detached and began their climb to the roof to apprehend the offenders.
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The sorcerers, after channeling energy for so long, had finally completed their task. At last, twelve hulking Golems of Starsteel had been formed. They were all but impervious to physical assault, and magic would only be absorbed by the Starsteel. The ultimate siege weapons were now deployed, and just in time, towards the various fronts throughout the city. Joining them were whole contingents of Legion Warriors, complete with Fyrnskain Captains and Paladin support units. Where as before the forces were only forming a perimeter, now the invasion had begun in earnest.
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And then, from high above in the orbit of Terra, a massive, 20 kilometer long ship shaped like an obelisk, began a descent towards the surface. The point of the obelisk shape was aimed for the business district, and the massive vessel fell with the slow assurity of night. Soon it would touch down, within no less than five minutes, and when it did the shockwave would outright destroy the nearest structures, and scatter dust and debris throughout the city. It drew inexorably closer to the surface...
Accompanying the craft were swarms of fighters and bombers, the majority of which directed themselves towards the Invictus fleet. No less than fourteen Knight class ships, each one five kilometers in length, ducked down from the upper atmosphere and began their approach to the Invictus fleet.