Magical Engineering Chapter 180: Abyssal Metal

“So, how exactly is this supposed to work with Grant anyway?” I asked as I took my seat near the front. I had been too busy with other matters to really hear l and Timon’s plans for what Grant would be doing during any potential fight.

“Grant’s gonna hit anything in front of us before it becos a problem. He should have enough ordnance ta get us back,” l replied. I wasn’t sure how true that was, but I was glad to have the extra power right now. I had a bad feeling about what was coming. What we had fought to get the fleet in seed too easy in hindsight, but it certainly seed like good bait for a trap.

“Speaking of, ti to see if these adjustnts are going to work, because we’ve got sothing up ahead!” Timon yelled.

“I’m ready!” Grant called back as the seat that I only now realized he was heavily strapped into started to rise from the ground. A panel in the ceiling of the bus slid open, letting him pass through it.

And just as Grant cleared the top of the bus, a dozen of the earlier horrors ca into view ahead. They had ford a wall blocking the road, each of them looking like they were charging up so sort of dark energy in the center of their chests. While I couldn’t see what Grant was doing up there, the multicolored explosions that rocketed from the top of the bus were obvious.

Several of the colored projectiles hit the creatures in front of us and exploded across their forms. The destruction of their bone bodies seed to cause a cascading effect as the energies I had spotted within them imploded. The wall of horrors was reduced to a rain of bones across the windshield as the fleet sped through it. How many of those shots did Grant have left?

“Grab as many of those bones as you can!” Yorela yelled from near .

“Why? I was under the impression they could regrow from them,” I said, worried about lugging around potential giant monsters.

“They can, but since they are all attached to their central source, each bone we keep under constant pressure will stop them from reforming here. Plus, the extras can make so great materials if we can find a way to break them down,” she replied. Whatever the fear she had felt before we entered had seed to transform into an odd excitent. She reminded of the kittens the mont before they struck.

“New problem coming up!” Timon yelled as a loud bleeping sound ca from the console in front of him.

“Damn! This is exactly what I was afraid of!” Yorela yelled, leaping to her feet.

“Blow the roof!” l yelled at the sa ti.

“Will soone tell what the hell is happening?” I scread, my anger flared at being left in the dark. From the look on Elody’s face, she shared my feelings.

“The roof on the highway is entirely gone, and there’s sothing very big and very dangerous outside. And we sure as hell aren’t blowing the whole roof, I fixed it so we’d never have to do a stunt like that again!” Timon answered as he brought the bus to a halt, signaling everyone else behind to stop. We couldn’t stay stationary for long, or we’d attract more of the horrors from the rear, so we had to enact whatever Yorela had planned, fast.

A large part of the bus roof suddenly retracted into itself, in a way that both felt and looked like how a sunroof opens. But instead of the joy of experiencing a nice day, a feeling of dread washed over the inside of the bus. I couldn’t see what was out there just yet, but I didn’t remotely like what I already felt.

“Get in the space below the opening, and make sure to strap yourself down to the platform before I gun it,” Timon said, pointing to the spot below the exposed part of the bus.

“Remind to actually learn what this bus can do in the future. That said, what are we actually supposed to do up there?” I asked, still lost on the plan here, and trying my best to ignore the feeling perating from outside.

“Can’t answer that until we see it. Hell, even then I might not be able to. Do your best not to look it in the eyes. These things, let’s just say, it’s best to avoid giving them any opportunity to see into you,” Yorela said, as she pulled open a spot I hadn’t even noticed on the floor.

She then passed a cable as the platform rose. I looked over at what she was doing with it. She just had it looped around her waist. So I did the sa, and the mont the end reached back to itself, it ford a bond, hopefully strong enough to hold up here. Yorela, Elody, Maud, Connie, and I had now joined Grant on top of the bus. I still didn’t know what we were planning to do.

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The bus lurched forward, slowly at first. Was Timon making sure we were all strapped down? While I appreciated it, I wished he would speed up, as the feeling had grown worse out here. The air seed thick with a sense of doom. What the hell kind of thing could make the air feel like that?

I had my answer faster than I expected, as the mont the bus sped up, we turned a bend, and the roof of the tunnel was just gone. Cracks ran down the sides where it had broken or been torn free. That sight paled in comparison to the monstrosity lurking above us.

A face bigger than any creature I had ever seen rested outside the tunnel. Giant black horns seed to drip a glowing red ooze, and its eyes burned. I had tried so hard to listen to Yorela as I saw it, but it felt like slimy tendrils had yanked my vision up to stare into those horrible fires. Even Gamma’s small voice was powerless to stop . Had Yorela been yelling too? Or maybe Connie?

Its eyes were a window to sothing bigger. There was a feeling of completeness there. I just needed to let it see deeper into , and I could join it. Its words were growing more audible now. They whispered of a deep beauty in the darkness beyond.

“YEAAAAAAAHHH” Connie’s voice screeched out, suddenly drowning out any of the whispers.

The creature blinked. It was enough for Gamma to rip my head away. I wasn’t the only one who had been stuck in its trance, though. Only Connie, it seed, had managed to look away. She was shrouded in a bright white aura as a dozen instrunts of the sa color played behind her.

As her words shrieked on in what sounded like an alien heavy tal concert, I started working on knocking the others free. As I shook Yorela from the creature’s gaze, its mouth opened, and where its teeth should have been, it shot hundreds of long tendrils, covered in sharp incisors of their own. “What do we do?” I shouted to Yorela.

“It’s a colossal siren, I can’t believe we are even still alive! We need Elody!” she scread back as she lifted her hands toward the monster. Fireball after fireball of different colors erupted from her hands, tearing through the whipping, chewing tendrils.

While she did that, I gave Elody a good shove, knocking her free long enough for Connie’s song to break the effect entirely. I followed up by quickly placing shields around each of us while Elody took a mont to get her bearings. All around us, Connie’s song broke for a split second, and the monster roared.

“As the creature’s horror beca known through its screech, Elody’s radiant sword appeared in its mouth, severing its tongue and cutting off any chance of further such howls!” Elody scread out in pain as she finished these words. The book in front of her was on fire, but the monster had stopped its wail.

“Go go go! Hit it with everything you have! Keep the tendrils off the vehicles! We can’t kill this thing, but we can hurt it! Elody gave us a chance!” Yorela yelled as Maud and Grant also snapped out of their trance, and Connie’s song blared back to life louder than before.

I wasted no ti in listening to Yorela and started adding my own fireballs to hers. While I launched those, I went to work on analyzing the creature to see if I could get an idea of what made it up. The mana drain of the skill was incredible. I could only risk maintaining it for a second.

Analysis in progress…

Exotic Matter detected

That wasn’t at all helpful, but I noted it for later. At least Grant’s cannon had scored two direct hits on the creature, just as I looked back up to launch more fireballs. This ti, they were empowered with the Flas Burn Hotter. One of its hands ca into view for the first ti and slashed out toward us. Its claws caught the bus on the side, making a horrible sound as they dug deep into its side.

Timon, to his credit, sohow kept us moving without tipping over. Maud had joined us in launching more blasts of mana empowered spells at the thing. It was obvious we weren’t doing much more than annoying it, but sotis that was all it took to convince soone to back off for a mont. The bus was about to pass back into an unbroken section. We just needed to keep the creature focused on us and not the fleet. Which was a whole other problem, as we were firmly attached to the top of the lead vehicle, leaving only the brothers in the rear.

“Get everyone ho, I’ll do my best to stay alive!” I called to Maud as I released the tether holding in place. I poured mana into my shield, reinforcing it as I felt myself bounce from roof to roof as the vehicles sped under to safety.

The impacts did little to recharge my mana flow, and with the sheer amount of fireballs I continued to launch at the thing, keeping its focus only on , I was going to drain myself fast. The important part was that the end of the fleet was nearly under . So as long as they were through, that was what mattered.

I felt my shield fizzle as the last of my mana reserves dropped too low to continue the fight. Instead of bouncing off the last transport, I instead crashed hard into the roof and rolled off the back. But before I could hit the ground, I felt a hand grab my own, and looked up at the smiling faces of two brothers. Behind us, the creatures’ wails began anew.

Within chaotic space sotis the call of the Siren can lure a man to madness. I won’t claim there is nothing of beauty out here. I’ve seen many wonders, but not a one of them has ever had to whisper words of horror into my ear to make understand their radiance.

Voyages of Chaos by Captain Squidlen