《The Firefly Diary》Eternal Night P2: War
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It took Ahmond a long time to realize her quality. It wasn't until after Mosor's speech and after seeing her nightmare version of reality she knew what her quality was.
She was afraid her friends wouldn't like her. She hated it when others couldn't depend on her for laughter or amusement. Not that she imagined it'd be in a nightmarish land.
That land disappeared with the light. Instead they were trapped in a world of infinite twilight. Platforms of fuschia formed a walkway, despite not being attached to anything. It seemed like they defied gravity. The paths went endless towards the horizon, ringing around a tree whose roots went down and sucked up the purple aether below.
"Is this where the final treasure is at?" Ahmond asked. Her cousins and brother stood beside her.
Kyofi seemed distantly bothered by something. Maybe she needed others to depend on her as well. Problem was she wasn't dependable enough. Mosor examined the area, but seemed otherwise fine, emboldened and passionate from her speech. Vanos stood shocked, afraid of the new land.
Vanos said, "We need to wake up soon." There had to be a trick. He tried closing and opening his eyes as hard as he could. He tried to think "wake up" as hard as he could. He pinched himself.
Ahmond said, "I think we need to start focusing on what Lhyna's goals were, because she's the one who caused this. In some way."
Kyofi shook her head. "I think we've been assuming too long she's been in charge of it all. I think something else is at play here, like we're working for a goddess for no reason."
Vanos said, "If we go back home, we have to face our family members. Then we're going to be alone together."
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"They can legally summon me back home," Ahmond said. "Then you guys will be down one quality, and you'll all have to fight off against Lantorn."
Kyofi said, "This situation is messed up on all levels." She took the first step forward. Everybody trudged on.
Vaguely, they made out the idea that the tree came any closer. Within it's branches, sparkled a purple gem.
"That must be the last treasure," Vanos said as he saw it. "Not that it matters. Lhyna's been talking crazy. She says none of these were the first of the treasures."
"That's right." A voice came up from within the tree, and they caught sight of Lantorn. Too bad she had been over a mile away seemingly. She didn't project her voice, as the pocket dimension had an echo.
"We're ready to fight," Vanos said. "Tell me where Mynt and Arber are, and we can get this done once and for all."
Lantorn shook her head. "Too many times we've fought. Maybe we can take a bit of a rest? Now that we're in an entirely new world."
"We're dreaming of a new world," Ahmond said. Lantorn shook her head again, and fear gripped their hearts.
"No, you actually summoned yourself to a new world. How about we put it all on the line, then? You have one, I have one, and there's a third undecided treasure, right?" Lantorn jumped off of the tree and back onto a platform. Arber and Mynt followed, having hid behind branches.
The two teams went to each other, the walk seeming forever. It was, of course, a mile long walk.
They converged at a halfway point. Four versus three, the numbers seemed in their advantage, but none of them had their previous treasures. Then the treasures materialized. Guess that solved that situation.
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"Must be magic," Mosor said. She waited to engage in combat. Lantorn drew her treasure out, the goblet.
Vanos retaliated by using the mirror to call forth steam. None of them could see, except Vanos. The wind burst out of the goblet, pushing away fog in a condensed cone. Vanos pushed his siblings aside as he jumped at her.
He bit down on the goblet, pried it from Lantorn's grasp. Arber came down, picked him up, and threw him off the side of the platform.
He fell, and was stuck falling in an infinite twilight. His family called out, "Vanos!" Mynt herself had a look of shock.
"That's my brother!" Mynt told Arber. She couldn't believe she indirectly murdered Vanos by grouping with them.
"He'll be fine, this is simply a pocket dimension. He'll likely fall out before noon," Lantorn said. "Where, I don't know. That's his problem, however." From the conversation, Kyofi got a chance to grab the mirror. She summoned more steam.
"Guess this means anyone can use it," Kyofi said and she charged into Arber. He received her, and threw her over in a suplex.
Nope, that didn't work. Meaning there were only two of them left. Mosor decided she'd try running around to their backs.
Mynt wasn't fighting anymore, too frozen from the consequences. Mosor went at Arber and tried putting him in a full nelson. Ahmond came and headbutted into his gut.
Lantorn ran, headbutted Ahmond off the cliffside before Arber got Mosor off and threw her over. It was going to be a long fall. On the plus side, they fell with the goblet. Guess it wasn't a one for one, right?
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