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Echoes of Strife
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Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII

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Chapter XIII

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		NëA TRANSMIT MESSAGE
		Hearing TSD's exclamation, the Order jumped in surprise. "Are you kidding? Who - and how!?" Aeon said TSD lead the order to Hexed's room, where the Knight's corpse is show lying in the floor, along with the scattered pages of books and records. "He doesn't have any pulse, he's dead." Alain said as the inspected Hexed's dead body. "Such a wound...who - or what pierced Hexed isn't something you see out of the ordinary." Feathin exclaimed. "Wait...the wound..I can feel an intense surge of Light inside, and slowly fading...." Yuan said cautiously. "Such a shame....to be killed by the Light" TSD said, while she shot a look at Yuan. Noticing, Alain stood up, and reprimanded TSD. "It isn't Yuan, TSD." "That's what happened when Dark Cloud went out wandering alone as well." "Don't be stupid. Yuan was with us the whole time Hexed was assaulted." "Are you sure?" TSD snipped sarcastically. "What was that?" Alain said with his tone rising. "Stop this. This isn't helping us. First things first, Hexed is one of our more capable fighters, with his death, the Empire will surely be easier to target and destroy us. Speaking of which..." Faethin said, while looking at Padma. "Don't look at me! I do not seek to kill Hexy! I'm innocent. Tell them! Aeon-" "We should at least give Hexed a proper burial, not only as an ally in the battle, also as a friend." Aeon looked at the order convincingly, whereas the order nodded. Carrying Hexed's corpse, the order buried Hexed near the cathedral, where the sun would shine to his grave. Yuan was chanting a blessing, with Faethin, along with Aeon is digging a grave for the fallen warrior. "Farewell my friend, you are indeed an invaluable ally, not just as a knight, also as a friend. Though you spirit may be gone, your memories shall always be with us. O great warrior, rest in peace." "I've brought his weapons." Alain said, while taking the Gugnir and the shatter remains of the Excalibur with him. "Rest in peace Hexed. Though we may not know who did this, your shall be avenged." "Wait!" Yuan said while the others were taking the Excalibur. "Let me see that sword!" Taking the blade of the Excalibur, Yuan jumped in surprise, as upon further inspection, she noticed that the crystal was gone. "The crystal...it's gone!" "What crystal?" Faethin asked. "The core of Excalibur, it's gone...but, how, and why would someone knew that the core is what makes the Excalibur of the Light?" Hey look at this, before Hexed's death, there's a manuscript he's been reading." Alain walked towards the order, and showed them pieces of the papers Hexed had been reading.

		Hexedmagica - Rathalos: World Tour/All Ass Sword TALK - My companions' feelings have been etched upon this body. I'll change this eternal darkness into light! Heaven and Earth! One who matches the gods! CHOUGINGA GURREN-LAGANN! {{{time}}}
		"Hexed was killed while reading these. Whoever killed him must not be wishing for this information to be known." Alain said grimly. "The diagrams show blueprints for an "Ultima Weapon"...

		Yuan 翠珊 — 07:44, 9 September 2008 (UTC) "He wants to write a love song / An anthem of forgiving / A manual for living with defeat"
		"An Ultima Weapon?" queried SCM. "What is that?" Alain shook his head. "I do not know...The pages are much tattered and bloodstained. I have never heard of such, although there were...rumours...of a store of ancient and dangerous documents kept in the church. Heretical knowledge, tales of wondrous lands and technologies, weapon designs too, perhaps." "From what I can make out though, this device seems to be for transforming Light into Dark and-" Aeon squinted at the manuscript "Something else. Which is then used to create - I can't read it. This bit here though...it's a list of the things required. The Light and Dark of many mages, a catalyst of Balance, Espers of Light and Dark as a focus- This must be what Diablo is trying to do!" "Then Hexed was murdered for reading this? But how could anyone have known?" TSD let her gaze slide over to Yuan again. One of us... "That was not the only document there," Alain said. "Look, here's a book I found nearby. I think it dropped under his bed, the damage to it is not recent. "On the Nature of Light, Dark and Balance"..." Yuan snapped her fingers and teleported the book out of his hands, suprising the Order. "This is an extremely rare and valuable book," she announced. "There are few, if any other copies here today. As the only academic, I think it is best if I keep it." "Why so keen to keep it, Yuan?" demanded TSD. "What if it contains clues to who murdered Hexed, or why there was a surge of Light within the wound?" "This book is an important treatise on Light and Dark, and of little practical use to us," replied Yuan calmly. "The information is likely to be esoteric or nonsensical to one who has not studied the uses of the Light, as I have done. It is also incredibly fragile, and needs special protection. Therefore, it stays with me. Do you wish to challenge me on this?" Without waiting for a reply, Yuan carefully cast a spell over it, and placed it in her bag. "The spell will not protect it inside the caverns, but there is little I can do about that." "Is that all then, Yuan? Anything other items of "academic interest" that you wish to protect?" asked Aeon, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let's go and check on Dark Cloud now," said SCM hurridly in the frosty silence that followed. "He may be awake, and I think it's in everyone's best wishes to leave as soon as possible." Nelo stood on an outcropping of rock on the tablelands, searching the skies for an airship. From time to time he tossed a white gem from hand to hand, smiling slightly. Perfect. A better bargaining chip than I could ever have hoped for. I had thought only to have information to give...But now Hexed's death and this gem. He could hear the clamouring of a voice within the gem. Wait a moment. You'll be reunited soon...Perhaps. I wonder what Diablo will do when confronted with this choice?

		8bit BlackMage - Beyond the Sky TALK - Why do chemists call helium, curium, and barium 'the medical elements'? Because, if you can't 'helium' or 'curium', you... um... ._.; - {{{time}}}
		Padma pouted at her airship parked outside the monastery, then let it vanish and turned to Aeon. "Snookums, don't you want to ride in the airship? It shall make my... -our- traveling much easier if we fly in the Golden Fruit Version 2.0...." Padma whined to Aeon, as the remainder of the Order completed packing with grim faces. "We're not lending you our trust, no matter how honeyed your words are. We're leaving through the Elementine Caverns, and you're welcome to leave us at any time. And what's that?" Aeon pointed at Padma's belt, where a miniscule black device lay hidden by the garish magenta and golden silks that flowed around her waist. "This ungainly little thing? Don't ask me; all I know that it clashes horribly with my outfit. It's built into my belt, but returning to more passionate and important matters - snookums, please, please let me take you aboard the Fruit! You will be dazzled by its lavish interiors, its suave designs...." "And the swarm of Imperial minions waiting for us when it docks at Tesendar. Sure. And don't call me 'snookums'". Aeon hoisted three burlap bags over his shoulder and walked towards SCM, who was packing nearby. Padma rushed tearfully over to her flying machine, nearly knocking her butler over as she tore open the airship door. No one paid her any heed. "Is it so wise to let her escaped with our secrets in hold?" Faethin asked. "The charming raven will ever return to whisper in its master's ear." "Isn't there some sort o' magic to keep an eye on 'er?" Nauk whispered furtively to Yuan and SCM. "Some sorta spy magic, or summat?" "There is the Sight spell, which does act as a sort of magic eye that provides the caster a vision of the target's own experiences, no matter the distance." SCM replied. "Ensorcling Padma with it is futile," Yuan interjected in a dead voice. "Sight's incantion takes time, and the casting itself involves a great deal of flashing Light. This is hardly unnoticeable by the victim, who would promptly Dispel the magic." "Padma may be an airhead, but she isn't stupid." Aeon joined the conversation. "She wouldn't take well to us making a spy out of her." At that moment, the General came rushing out of the Golden Fruit, clad in an oversized azure jacket and ordering two parcel-laden servants to follow her. "What the hell are all those?" TSD growled at Padma, who flashed an innocent grin. "I couldn't miss the chance to bring along all my favorite delicacies that I stowed away for my little trip!" she warbled, opening a package's lid and triggering a pungent odor in the air. "Including broasted Behemoth steaks. But I'm afraid I can't have my little Imperial underlings tagging along with me on my Resistance vacation. Bad image, sorry." The twin servants shot exasperated glances at each other, but Padma continued: "Snookums will carry my morsels, won't you, Aeon? PILE IT ON HIM!" "Wait - what the - you're joking -" Aeon's complaints were muffled as the butlers eagerly transferred their burden to him, ran back to the airship, and initiated the takeoff process. "Shall we be going, then?" Padma cooed as the Golden Fruit rose into the air and disappeared behind a layer of clouds. "I suppose we're prepared..." Faethin said dryly. "Odin said the entrance to the cavern was concealed amongst a prominent line of spruce, so that is where we strike out for." One by one, they all departed the decaying monastery, none of them glancing back at the place where their leader had fallen and now lay peacefully under fields of stark white. Only Alain paused under the crumbling arch, staring at the massive bell tower. Then he turned and followed the rest of the Order into the unending mass of forest. (I'll change the archive so Odin recommends that the party take the Cavern route, since the "going into town" suggestion was rejected.) Also, this was kind of a rushed and awkward edit, since I was acting on Yuan's hint :P I wanted to add more, but it's kind of late. Hopefully people won't go through the Cavern really quickly, because I wanted to begin a plot point concerning that location...... hint. ^^

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		FëasindëTalk "Burn the land, boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me." 07:15, 22 September 2008 (UTC)
		At the outskirts of the forest the Order made rest, after many hours of hard march. The night was about to fall and a chilly wind from the north forced them to lit a hasty fire with what little fir-wood they could easily find. "I'm freezing!" said TSD, wrapping her cloak around her and sitting next to Aeon. "My components are gonna get spoiled if this wind keeps up!" "Trust me," said Alain, stoically sitting with his legs crossed. "These woods are better left alone during the night." "What is it with them, anyway?" asked Aeon. "The Falae are cursed," Alain said. "The work of the ones I once called my brothers." "Everything is cursed," said Cloud, sulkily. "It's either the forest, the town, the monastery, hell, every place we've been to seems to be "cursed" in some way or another!" "It's called "War", kid," said SCM. "You'd best quiet down if you're just going to make a scene." "Don't call me a kid, you...!" "Peace!" cried Alain. "The last thing we need before these woods is strife amongst us.

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		Muchomas35 - "I am the agent of Death" - Ergo Proxy TALK - {{{time}}}
		Aeon truned over in his sleep and bumped his head on one of Padma's many trunks. "Stupid Padma and her stupid trunks," he muttered to him self, standing up to find a new place to sleep. Truning himself around, he saw the woods and within them something strange. Standing in a small clearing about 100 feet from him was a woman, her hair clothes and skin completley white, with eyes with eyes of a deep, cold blue. Aeon wiped at his eye, thinking the strange person a hallucination from waking so early, but she was still there, with a sinister smile on her face. "This doesn't look good," Aeon said, his hand straying to his sword. As he did this, various other figures like the woman stepped out from behind the trees and began to advance with her. They were men and women, old and young, all completely white save their eyes. "Guys, there are people in the woods! And they don't look helpful!" Aeon was beginning to panic a little as the small horde slowly drew closer.

		Hexedmagica - Rathalos: World Tour/All Ass Sword TALK - My companions' feelings have been etched upon this body. I'll change this eternal darkness into light! Heaven and Earth! One who matches the gods! CHOUGINGA GURREN-LAGANN! {{{time}}}
		"This is why I said to not go into the woods, said Alain. They are the results of the experiments the rest of my order carried out. We wove magicks into their flesh. The Light we used corrupted them, creating these.. things. They cannot withstand exposure to the Light of day, such is the saturation of Light in their flesh..."

		8bit BlackMage - Beyond the Sky TALK - Why do chemists call helium, curium, and barium 'the medical elements'? Because, if you can't 'helium' or 'curium', you... um... ._.; - {{{time}}}
		"That weakness doesn't do us much good," mumbled Aeon, looking up at the pre-dawn sky. There was no moon. "We had best distance ourselves from these mutants," Alain said quickly. To draw their wrath would be foolish..." "sss...Your sin has already drawn punishment," the ghostly woman announced suddenly, sending chills running down everyone's spines. Her comrades nodded, groaning, and began to draw closer to the Order. "I think we should be getting to the Cavern now..." Kiefcha said in a very small voice. "sss...You... traitor." She pointed a spindly, white finger at Alain, and this one action of condemnation caused the monk's face to become as pale as her entire body. "sss...You dragged us screaming into night. We thought of your order as divine, and you branded us with suffering. We saw your Light as a beacon. You saw in us tools of Light's zealotry. sss... We placed in you our trust. You placed in us disease. I gave you love eternal. You gave me torment undying." "No... I meant only... only to serve..." Alain was crumpling before the woman's gaze, her blue eyes twin icicles through his heart. "Alain, who is she? What wrong have you committed against her?" Dark Cloud asked fearfully, but Yuan placed a hand over his mouth, readying a protective spell. "sss...And you..." The shining monster turned calmly to the White Mage. "We were destroyed in the vain hope of creating a caricature of the Light. sss...So fitting that the failures should destroy the vessel, so that Light unbidden no longer damns innocent lives in its wake." At this, the entire pack of beings let out bloodcurling screams, and the Order broke off at a run, fleeing further into the forest. "Where the hell are we running to?" TSD yelled, crashing through rows and rows of evergreen, the pallid horde a short distance behind. "The Elemantine Cavern is supposed to dispel magic," Faethin yelled back. "Our only hope is that the beasts cannot enter it." The dirt suddenly gave way beneath their feet, and they tumbled down through layers of sharp, blue-green needles, landing at the base of a perfect line of trees. Aeon let out a painful "oof" as one of Padma's trunks broke his fall by catching him in the stomach. "Don't shatter my precious jewlery!!!" Padma cried, as she ran over to Aeon, grabbed his hand, and brought him to his feet with a suprisingly powerful tug. The white humanoids appeared on the cliff at the very tops of the spruces, shrieking as the jumped down to the clearing below. "The Cave! The Cave!" Nauk yelled, pointing towards a gaping hole in the face of a hill directly in front of the Order. They rushed forward into the cavern, pale faces gnashing angrily just outside. The Elemantine Cavern was in almost pitch black darkness. "Lamp. Lamp. Lamp!!! SCM chanted, but TSD whacked him over the haed with her mace. "What part of 'no magic' don't you understand?" "Shut up." Aeon said, wincing slightly. "We need to conserve our energy. We have no idea how long this path goes on, and we have no idea where it leads us. Being unable to access any spells doesn't help either." "Then our only choice is to trudge on-" Yuan began, but a peculiar sound suddenly filled the cave. A faint point of light appeared within the darkness before them, growing steadily and steadily brighter. The sound grew louder and louder, and the Order turned to each other in fear. "Are we gonna withstand this thing?" Nauk asked. "Sounds to me like a giant motor's gonna make us into pancakes pretty soon!" The circle of light was fast approaching, and characteristic chugging and tooting noises enveloped the narrow cave. "Wait!" SCM said. "Protect! Shell! PROTECT! "OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALCHEMY, LET'S JUST TAKE OUR CHANCES OUTSIDE!" TSD screamed, and everyone rushed back towards the entrance of the cave, where glowing blue eyes waited intently. As soon as their feet touched the ground outside the cavern, rings of yellow and blue shields formed around the Order, and a torrent of brilliant light burst forth, causing the pale figures to shrink back from the heat. The Order quickly dived to the side of the entrance, as a large roaring sounding erupted from the Cavern. A very large and elongated form, neither insect nor machine, began circling around the line of spruce, trampling the white monsters and sending many scurrying back into the undergrowth. After all were crushed or had fled, the thing came to a slowing halt in front of the Order. It had a seemingly endless mouth with sharp teeth, a jewel on its forehead which was the source of light, and its body was likewise an endless chain of orange and red spikes and abdomen-like sections. "That was fun," said the centipede-like thing, its mouth twisting upward in a grotesque but joyful smile. "I haven't had vistors in quite some time." The humans before him merely gaped. "Oh, excuse me. I am Doomtrain, Light Esper of Poison and principle guide to the Elemantine Caverns. Haven't had much business as of late, I always seem to lose track of the few tourists that do show up, or maybe it's because they accidentally end up squished underneath me- but look at this!" It inclined its cone-shaped head towards Yuan. "The Pearl Staff! I knew I would be visited by someone of worth one day! My lady, what services may I offer you?" "You could start by telling us where this passage ends up." Faethin interjected. "Ah, charming lad." Doomtrain rattled his teeth. "The full secrets of the Elemantine Cavern, no mortal tounge can tell. Good thing I can be your guide! What say we venture in, my new tour group!" The Esper's face suddenly disappeared, reappearing on a segment closer to the entrance of the cave. "Tally ho!" Everyone looked at Yuan. She stared straight ahead and followed the receding form of Doomtrain back into the cave. The rest of the Order reluctantly followed suit. Once they re-entered the Elemantine darkness, the protective husks of Protect and Shell immediately faded away. "Ah, right. I guess the magic doesn't work in here, hmm?" SCM said innocently. Everyone else moaned and headed after Yuan and her new Esper. Everyone except for TSD, who stood perfectly still, comprehension dawning on her face. She broke out of her reverie and ran up to SCM, whispering furtively in his ear.

Some Color Mage / Talk Contribs / / No time. I don't really care. I believe a revival is in order "Oh, right. I wasn't really listening," SCM said. This was promptly answered by TSD hitting him on the head... twice. SCM quickly drew out his sword and both TSD and himself ran after the rest of the group. Meanwhile, the Tesendarian commanders were holding a meeting about what to do regarding the Order. Various voices yelled out across the hall. "We must locate and kill them. NOW!" "That won't work. We've attacked them several times, and as far as we know, none of them have even been injured!" "I could just launch a barrage of Ultimas on th-" "SHUT UP 8, you're not helping!" "QUIET, ALL OF YOU WORTHLESS BEINGS!" The last voice belonged to Diablo, who had just entered the room. And he was a lot angrier than he had ever been before. "All of you are pathetic! All of you are weaklings! None of you should even be here! I should kill you all now! But, I am merciful to my own commanders, so I have spared you so far, and I have some assistance for you." Diablo signaled someone to enter. A 21 year old with pure black hair and eyes walked in. He was weilding a greatsword that seemed almost as tall as himself. "This is Eziah," Diablo said, "He has only been in the Tesendarian forces for a year and has already showed that he has as much talent as any of you. I believe that with his help, you may finally kill the scourge known to this planet as the Order. Show them your skill, Eziah." In a single motion, Eziah threw his sword at a statue, which shattered into pieces. "I look forward to working with you," Eziah said. (I really hope you don't mind me creating a new character, but I needed something to revive this story!)

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		"Hmmph." With a chilly look, 8 swiftly left the command room, not before saying. "The Order are no immobilized statues, they're more like rats. Or pests. Tell me, do you think you truly can capture them? Please do enlighten me." "8! mind your manners!" an elder consult said. "It matters not, let him be. He doesn't have much to play in this story no longer. Eziah, hunt the orders down, and take the commanders with you. Do resort to 'extreme' measures if they do not wish to follow." With a smile, Diablo walked away, leaving the rest of the commanders a puzzled look.

		Yuan 翠珊 — 00:52, 9 November 2008 (UTC) "He wants to write a love song / An anthem of forgiving / A manual for living with defeat"
		Adam stood on the deck of the airship, looking down at the single figure amongst the stone outcroppings. Nelo...What does he want? What does he know about me?. He curtly signalled for the pilots to bring the airship down. "What do you want, Nelo?" he began without preamble. "If this is even you..." "Who else could it be?" Nelo replied. "And if I'm not...what matters is what I have. I want you to take me to see Diablo." "What? You think I'm going to let you see him just like that?" "Very well then. Tell him this: "I have Faina's Light. If he wants her back, he must let me help with his "cure". If not...I think the Order will be very interested in this." Adam sighed. "Blackmail. Very well then, I'll take your message, but I wouldn't expect a yes.” "Expect? Oh no, I already know." The Order made their way through the Elemantine Caverns silently, each footstep swallowed up by the stygian gloom. The darkness was broken only by the soft glow of lights along the Esper's body. Only Doomtrain seemed comfortable, sending a constant stream of low burbling and chuckles to an unresponsive Yuan. Finally, Faethin moved towards Yuan and tapped her on the shoulder. "How long, my lady?" His words rang hollowly within the caves. "I don't know." "What do you seek?" "I seek no longer." "Where do we head?" "Oh quit asking Yuan questions, samurai!" snapped Dark Cloud. "Who made her leader of the party? Especially considering..." he grimaced at his still raw wounds. "No one made you leader, either," interjected Alain. "Keep calm. I like not this darkness, nor what it may hide. And the samurai does raise some good points." He turned to Doomtrain. "How long until we reach the exit?" "Well, it depends where you want to go..." the Esper rumbled. "We head towards Tesendaria," said Yuan. "Are you kidding, Yuan!?" SCM gaped. "You want us to walk straight into the lion's mouth?" "This story must end. We can't run away any longer. I want to confront the Emperor, end this battle...while we still have the strength." Dark Cloud gave a bitter laugh. "End it? It's obvious how this will end - with our deaths! Well, I'm not heading into this prettily laid out trap. Make your own way, I'm going back to save Labradia." "Dark Cloud, you can't possibly leave the Order now," protested TSD. "Order? What Order? Your commander's dead, the headquarters are gone, and 6 of "us" aren't even from the actual Order!" Dark Cloud softened his tone. "You are free to accompany me. I won't stop fighting - I'll take back Labradia, build supplies, press back the Empire. Better than throwing my life away on a foolish venture. Are you with me?" TSD sighed, and said. "I'm with you." Kiefcha and Nauk nodded their agreement. "SCM, are you coming?" To their surprise, SCM shook his head. "No. I have to go to Tesendaria. There is someone I must face...But I wish you well." "So, four of you leave. Go wherever you wish," intoned Yuan dully. "Faethin?" "I follow you, as always, my lady," the samurai replied. "As do I," said Alain. "Aeon and I are going to Tesendaria, aren't we my dear?" Padma glared at Aeon until he nodded reluctantly. "Hmhmhm," hummed Doomtrain. "A parting of the ways, eh? In that case, I best leave you at the main exit then...Say, why don't you jump onboard? It will be much so much easier." An opening appeared near the head of the Esper's body, showing a dimly lighted compartment lined with seats. "All aboard!" The Order hesitantly climbed onboard, looking curiously at the upholstered interior. "Welcome to Esper Railway Incorporated. Please sit down, make yourselves comfortable, and enjoy the ride. We shall arrive at our destination soon. Have a great trip! Toot toot!" With a loud roar and clank of gears, the opening slid shut and Doomtrain put on a burst of speed, moving with astonishing swiftness to the pinprick of light which signaled the exit. (The stage is yours, Diablo! ;))

		8bit BlackMage - Beyond the Sky TALK - Why do chemists call helium, curium, and barium 'the medical elements'? Because, if you can't 'helium' or 'curium', you... um... ._.; - 04:20, 19 June 2009 (UTC)
		Well, I'm taking a shot at bringing this back. We'll see where it leads ^^ Doomtrain's interior was padded with unexpected richness, red seats lined along his rectangular body. Only when the Order took their seats did they realize that Doomtrain was somewhat more narrow that they first thought; each person touched feet with the person opposing them. Faethin and Alain flanked Yuan, throwing peripheral glances at each other, but the White Mage in the middle merely stared dully across at TSD, who fidgeted in her satin red chair. "This is.... very... nice." SCM muttered. He stared at the end of the compartment at what seemed to be a door into the next, adorned with spikes, a grimancing skull, and various intricate patterns. "Alchemy runes," came Doomtrain voice, echoing strangly around the otherwise silent room. "Esper of Poison motif, you know. Very stylish. We've only a few minutes to go. Chugga chugga!" Apparently exasperated with Yuan's vacant stare, TSD rose and consulted the doorway. Padma was rubbing Aeon's hand incessantly, all the while batting her eyelashes, which were quite obviously fake. "Aeon, dearie, I'm quite upset that you dropped most of my precious belongings on our little jog here. I don't know what I shall do without my succulent behemoth stea-" "In case you hadn't noticed, Padma, we were running for our lives from crazy white demons. You'll live." Aeon tugged his hand out of hers. Across from him, Alain was in deep thought. Falae... light incarnate. Destined to bring Light back to refulgence, only to fall from destiny's grasp. And I... and her... and her...... Holy..... "Are we there yet?" Dark Cloud sulked and fidgeted in his luxurious scarlet seat. "Shut up, please," SCM said in a singsong voice. Padma fidgeted in her seat. TSD returned to her seat and fidgeted again. "Shall we discuss favored literature?" Faethin asked, trying to break the muted curtain that had once again fallen over the compartment. "I'm quite partial to the lyrical verses in the anthology An Octet of Various Dreams by Rudacio Jorvan..." BOOM. "CURSES and CANNONBALLS!" Doomtrain's shrill voice rang. "The Cavern! it's collapsing! We've only a short path to go! Hang on!" The Esper's whistle tooted painfully as it accelerated, rubble raining down from the earthen ceiling. Inside, the Order looked through Doomtrain's small windows at chunks of rock smashing into the train's hull. Suddenly, Doomtrain stalled, his wheels grinding to a forceful halt. "I've lost power, chug. You'll need to get out.... wheeze...." They all left the compartment into the almost pure blackness outside. "I need to rest... taken q-quite a pounding to the head..." Doomtrain mumbled nonsensically. Yuan drew him into her Pearl Staff. "We can walk to the exit," she said, and turned towards the now larger gap of light only a minute's walk away. I IS CONTINUING THIS later. Please don't touch till finished ^^

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