Scene #5752: Wall Of The Sun

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Carna	Kord had just fallen off the bridge, spraying blood everywhere. Midnight Blue, a warped clone of Crow, had just taken three hyper-accelerated magical rounds to the face, smiled, and transferred the wounds to the actual Crow when it tried to seek vengence for Kord. Even pushing out shadowy claws from its blunt appendages, the weakened creature totally alien to a three-dimensional existence was feeble and ineffectual in its struggles. All it could do was suffer the harm it was doing to Midnight Blue upon itself due to their shared connection. As the menacing, empty-socketed construct continues to grin, it raises its glowing red blade and prepares to bring it down on the fleshy, pitch-hued body that Crow had taken over. All around, Emblem City is trembling under some great inner turmoil, as pillars of light streak skywards. Gold, gray, and red. The sky is churning as the sun rises over the horizon. Most people have fled, getting the missing to safety with their newly-returned powers, though at least one of the missing remains, and in addition to Crow, Carna still flees a pursuer who has gravely wounded her. She's dead, so it's not like she's going to bleed out. But it's a serious impairment to her combat ability, and it hurts. There is no rescue coming for Crow. No one will be retrieving Count Kord's body. And something is about to happen here in Emblem City that will change everything.
Count Kord	The shadows suddenly deepen, elongate, sharpen. There's a warping in the air as something happens that isn't normal for this fake realm, or most realms for that matter. The water below the bridge briefly glows, flickers, and then starts to boil like a volcano had erupted down there... and it explodes outward with the force of a exploding battleship, making the bridge rock and rumble and shattering the shore on either side of the water. The air fills with mist and the red light from the sky makes it look like blood. No... no, there's definitely blood in there, too. And something else. A shadow, with bright blue eyes, and red patterns marking its large, animal-like body. It moves fast. Much too fast for a normal creature. It lands on the bridge and the whole structure rumbles and shakes. Its mouth opens like the great abyss of a terrible monster under a pair of pale blue eyes, and from its maw a blast of black and red energy explodes outward, a pulse of 'dark' element that shaves a smooth divot into the bridge as it atomizes the spirit stuff it comes into contact with, and flies toward Midnight Blue with the power of a ballistic missile. A great dragon is apparently awake and very angry with what just happened.
Carna	Midnight Blue just watches impassively, its mouth a straight line as a monster surged up out of the water. It releases Crow from the shoulder-impalement in order to swing the deep crimson blade into the path of the powerful shockwave, attempting to... Parry it. The enormous power parts to either side of the cyber construct thing. However, much like with the improvised weapon that Kord used before, the envrionment breaks before Midnight Blue does. The bridge crumbles and shatters, destroying its footing and sending it flying across the city that has a path of destruction carved through it by the now-departed Elites. That's probably not the last they'll see of that one, though for now, there's a brief breather. Crow doesn't know what's going on, though probably realizes Kord has returned, even if the feel of him is... Different. Stronger yes, but also like there's a change to his entire aura, his aspect, his 'self'. However, the Shadow-possessed golem can't stand on its own very long with its minimal strength and control over the body, so it can only fall to 'hands' and knees as the ground is torn into rubble and dust right next to it.
Count Kord	It is Kord. The impact of his attack had cleared the mist, and there was a figure seeming to be made of roiling shadows with lines of red light marking its body, and a mane of white. He squints into the distance briefly where his target had been struck, and gives a soft snort of disapproval, knowing that his target probably didn't die judging by the trail of debris and smoke. But he doesn't pause and wait. He looks down at Crow and he visibly considers the shadow for a second. This eye contact is only so he can do something strange. The shadows surge up and wrap around Crow, and lift him up like a swarm of bendy shadow arms and hands with pointed fingers, the 2D structures gently holding him aloft to place the weakened being on Kord's back. And then he gets held there, and the figure's appearance solidifies a bit. Kord peers back over his shoulder to make sure that Crow is secure, then turns and takes flight. He moves quickly to the nearest portal. "You're hurt," he observes, "It attacked you?" That's genuine concern in his voice.
Carna	"Just the stab wound. It... Transferred the damage it took to me." Crow says waveringly as it is wrapped up in shadows and carried. It doesn't explain how. Or why, since it can clearly take some pretty severe hits. "Kord... I'm glad you're okay." As they start getting off the bridge and towards the Warp Gate, Crow starts to struggle free of the shadows holding it, or to try. "Kord, you have to get out of here. I can't go with you." What's Crow talking about? The exit is right there! The trembling throughout Emblem City is increasing. The surges of blue lightning that crackle throughout the remaining buildings are intensifying. They are approaching the point where there is an arrow sign pointing away, into the blank whiteness beyond the city, and to where the Warp Gate lies.
Count Kord	Kord flies in toward the warp gate, the air making his mane billow. He doesn't have to flap those strange arm wings he's got, but he does hold them out at his sides to help him steer. He listens to Crow's voice while he travels, and smiles in clear satisfaction at Crow's reply... but then he says he can't leave. The newly minted 'mon dives in for the gate and comes for a swooping landing, then the shadowy arms pluck the weakened shadow off his back and place him down on the flat expanse that fills the outer reaches of the world. "What the hell does that mean?" He looks at Crow skeptically, but then it dawns on him what that means when he gets a proper look at the artificial form he's inhabiting. If he could just leave, he wouldn't seem sealed in this form. "... This isn't your real body." He turns his head, his big teeth clenched in a snarl as he looks out over the city. His pupils shrink, and his blue eyes glow with malice toward Emblem City. "You better not die, Crow. I'll come back for you... and kill these pretender gods."
Carna	"No. That's... Not the problem." Crow says. "The only way to leave here... Is if you're going home." Crow stands on its borrowed legs. Crow smiles at Kord, its friend of the past two years, and says, "I can't leave here, because this is my home. I'm from here. So... I can never go back with you. I knew this was a one-way trip when I came back. All I wanted was to make sure you and the others made it to your homes. So..." The rumbling and lightning discharges abruptly cease. "Good bye, friend Kord. Please tell everyone I enjoyed our time together." Then the sun that has been rising swiftly goes out, and a towering wall forms up out of the blank landscape between the two of them, cutting off any connection, and then repeating infinitely in both directions, stretching up and up and up without end. The white ground begins to dissolve, even the illusion of solidity vanishing to be replaced with a swirling darkness below. Count Kord, reborn with new power, and a new role in life and death, after his fatal wounding, can not even save someone who came here to save him. Or so it seems. But if there's one thing that he must have learned by now, it's not to give up, no matter how much hardship, loss, and despair is heaped upon him. Maybe there's still another way. But for now, that Warp Gate doesn't appear as though it will be here forever with reality collapsing all around.
Count Kord	Kord looks briefly confused by Crow. It's his home? The dragon-like being lifts his head to stare out at Emblem city. The look Crow would get shortly before the walls rise would be of a defiant glare. He doesn't accept that, it's clear on his face. He then lifts into the air with a soft rush of air, and he turns to fly toward the gate. He flies right through it with the agility that one might not expect of a creature of his size, disappearing into it before the planar expanse truly shuts down.