All kinds of projectiles were assaulting Salo as she desperately flapped her wings and rage baited the chaleons to continue chasing.
Rocks, bones, sticks — she had to dodge them all.
Salo, as she retreated, spotted Chaleon Champions, or what appeared to be at least, trying to maintain order and call off the attack. But whenever it looked like that order was close to being restored, Salo would swoop down, kill a chaleon, then rip out its heart, fly back up...
And devour it in full display of the horde....
It wasn’t a pretty sight. In fact, it was completely fucking horrifying!
If Vale saw her take such an action, he’d probably never look her way again!
But Salo’s natural racial ability and Trait gave her the ability to eat and break down all forms of an Aether Construct, so this worked to maintain her power while also intimidating and pissing off the chaleons. Besides, it’s not as if she was disgusted when eating the at of a beast; no, that’s the ultimate form of intimacy after all...
Truly becoming one with one another.
’How romantic ᥫ᭡.’
Salo neared the first bend of the beginning and tried her best to stave off injuries, but the sheer number of shit being thrown at her was enough to cause so aningful damage to her eventually.
Rocks smashed into her wings, and so of her protective quills began to fracture. Pebbles pelted her body. Shattered and sharpened bones cut her flesh.
Yet, with each hit she took... she simply grew stronger.
Salo rounded the corner and montarily looked up to see a pair of golden irises look back at her before quickly retreating.
Salo brought her head back down to the savage horde and continued flapping away, while watching a few climb up to the ceiling to check for workers. At the sa ti, a few light orbs were activated and set around the place, allowing the warriors to see.
’Hopefully they can stay hidden...’
If they couldn’t, at least not until it was ti, even Salo wouldn’t be confident in her ability to save them.
Salo watched as the invaders spread out along the walls and hopped on the ledges made for Two and Vale in their fight against the wolves. Pausing for a mont, she tried to look through the crowd and identify the Champions...
Which got a little more complicated since the Champions had given up on holding back their forces. Instead, they began attempting to organize the attack.
Though so features stood out...
It wasn’t their size or color; not necessarily... but a few of the invaders looked just plain... different. Their bodies were proportioned differently; so were not chaleons at all. There were even two non-reptiles.
Salo jumped with another flap of her wings, springing herself to the ceiling while continuously using her quills to block the most dangerous projectiles and simply allowing others to hit her.
’Ten...’
In just the front of the tidal wave of chaleons pouring after her, she’d counted ten potential Champions. aning, there was probably more or a similar amount at the flank of the force, and more she’d failed to count.
Salo retreated around the bend, but not after consuming the heart of one more Chaleon Warrior, just to solidify their hatred for her.
As she backed down the long hall, she felt a chill tickle her back, causing prickles on her skin.
A familiar chill which Salo dreaded and hated. Yet, for once, this chill was on her side.
As the cold grew more and damning and ferocious, Salo scread out:
"Ice bitch! Incoming!"
Then, as Salo shot back through the air, she threw a cursory glance at her mortal enemy, who’d already unleashed the entirety of her power. Her crimson eyes turned to a soft blue... Her purple wings unfurled; her outfit was now truly made of crystal. The fabric sash was floating around and being used as a shield.
Xina hadn’t unsummoned her crystals, no...
They’d been reversed to help project her power instead of contain it, their red side now pointing inward, the soft, deplorable iridescent blue shining outward.
She was now in her complete, unrestrained state... The state she’d been in when she slaughtered Salo’s subjects.
’These poor fools...’
They had no idea of the terrible fate awaiting them around the next corner.
Salo split and backed down the right side to a path that led nowhere, while Xina took a step into the open and used the crystals to direct her murderous aura into the ocean of their foes.
It didn’t take long for the majority of the horde to swap their targets from the demoness, who had montarily disappeared, to the glacial freak of nature.
After waiting around the corner, she sent a few of her quills into the group that decided to continue chasing her; Salo healed herself and bolstered her reserves as much as she could before beginning her terrible journey back to the start, flying over the masses.
***
Awilix and the group of workers hid behind a thin stone wall, the scurrying of chaleon footsteps echoing below and on the other side. All it would take was one scratch from a worker to crumble it. Awilix was diligently counting in her head to three minutes...
Or at least she was supposed to be. But after getting distracted counting all the way to two (seconds), she’d decided to wing it, and just go when she felt like it.
’Eclipse, eclipse...’
Awilix still didn’t exactly get what her ability had to do with such a thing, but she at least understood her ability now. Or it was better to say, she had an elentary understanding of it.
Awilix didn’t necessarily block light... well, she did. But it wasn’t her body...
At a random mont, Awilix scread at the workers:
"Now!"
The tiny imps cut through the wall and were once again connected to the rest of the crawlspace and imdiately t by the hungry eyes of crouched Chaleon Warriors. Awilix bounded around on all fours and cleared out the imdiate area, but the ones she killed were swiftly replaced, their presence now made known.
However... Awilix’s job wasn’t to sit there and protect the workers, killing the stragglers who got up there... no, not at all.
The workers’ survival would be on themselves and themselves alone.
Awilix looked through a pitfall toward the ground, and couldn’t even make out a single ter of open space. Seeing this... Awilix let a creepy smile take hold of her face, and she extended her claws to their maximum length and breadth.
She had two things on her mind... Murder and the subsequent—
"Reward!"
Awilix dropped from the pitfall, landing on a Chaleon Warrior and sinking her claws deep into its head, instantly one-shotting it. Then she activated the Dawn’s Eye and scread:
"Be Blocked! Swallowed! Fade and Die!"
A phrase that helped transmit her soul scripture outward...
Whatever that ant.
Awilix didn’t understand, but the bitch of a succubus had told her to coin a phrase that would help channel her Trait. She didn’t necessarily need to say it to trigger her ability, but it would help while her proficiency was still low.
In any case, as Awilix rode the dead chaleon’s body to the floor and the mass around her paused their advance in lieu of attacking her, a field of darkness exited from her feet and spread out. Then, after spreading for about ten ters, a wall of darkness rose and filled the space. In the imdiate radius around her, whatever was touched by light beca consud by darkness.
A darkness where only two golden irises shone and nothing else.
This area of darkness wasn’t physical at all. Anyone could go in and out as they pleased. Neither could the cubic field be moved. And what it encompassed was only areas affected by light, as well as its natural limit. If light no longer shone, then darkness would have no shadow to cast, and an even more damning dark would consu the Eclipse.
But, while the field couldn’t move and anyone could co in and out, it was wide and long enough to cover the whole passage. If one wanted to go further in or out, they’d have to go through the Eclipse.
The chaleons who’d been closest to Awilix paused in a panic as their sight was completely stolen from them, save for two golden balls of light; however, Awilix could see perfectly fine... in fact, she not only could see everything clearly, but she could sense it too.
It didn’t matter where an enemy was while in the Eclipse; she could feel their every movent and even intended movent.
Awilix dodged the awkward swipe of a Chaleon Warrior before lunging and thrusting her claw through its chest. Then, in one swift and agile movent, Awilix dislodged her hand while performing a pirouette and sending her other claw into another Chalon Warrior.
The Chaleon Warriors desperately stuck at the floating golden irises, but those irises danced around in the air as if they were rely fignts of their imagination.
While it was all going well for Awilix, that was until a particularly nasty foe slipped into her field. One that made all of her senses scream and her hair stand on end.
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