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πŸ”
Stormeye
Is the backup power online yet?
Sharp
The junction box broke. Try cutting off that damaged circuit. Maybe short-circuit protection is still kicking in.
Sharp
Watch your feet.
Stormeye
I can see.
Sharp
We're in luck.
Stormeye
The Originium crystals all appeared in an instant.
Stormeye
Still no word from anyone else?
Sharp
Comms are still jammed. Even the emergency frequencies are out.
Stormeye
I have even worse news. For some reason, Rhodes Island is currently headed northwest at maximum speed.
Stormeye
At this rate, it's only a matter of time before we collide with a mobile mining platform.
Sharp
We must eliminate all possible dangers along the course. Protect the ship from the outside, and prevent collateral damage.
Sharp
Let's get out of here and check our vehicle inventory in the Bad Guy's cabin.
Sharp
Space around here has been transformed. Existing maps are no longer reliable. Stay close to me.
Stormeye
(Comes to a sudden stop)
Sharp
Is something wrong?
Stormeye
They're coming again.
Hardly had he finished when an arrow whooshed through the air.
Sharp
Missed?
There is no answer.
Sharp
Stormeye?
Sharp turns around to see that the door to the restaurant has turned into a metal wall crawling with Originium.
But it is not Stormeye standing behind himβ€”
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Originium Entity
(Approaches soundlessly)
Pith
Is that it?
Pith
Communications are still out.
Pith
I wonder how the others are doing.
Pith gazes at the communicator silently with a furrowed brow.
The footsteps disappear into the distance.
But the fallen Originium entities rise again, moving in perfect unison, striding over the damaged communicator on the ground.
Broken Communicator
'β€”*Bzzt* All operators... receiving this message...'
Broken Communicator
'Do not... trust... communications blocked...'
Broken Communicator
'*Bzzt*... Rhodes Island... awake...'
πŸ”
Misery
'Awake'?
Ascalon
Watch the sides.
Ascalon
Very strange. These things won't die.
Ascalon points her sleeve-blade towards a wavering shadow not far away.
Silhouettes manifest from the shadows like ghosts, every step accompanied by the sound of crystal cracking.
Misery
The clothes they wearβ€”Reunion? And Nachzehrers too... nothing can surprise me now.
Ascalon
Their bodies are composed entirely of Originium. We cannot rely on past experience.
Misery
Guess we'll have to improvise.
Ascalon
We can't just stay here. We have to find where these things came from.
Misery
The intention of these enemies is unclear, as is the situation on the Doctor's side. If...
Ascalon
Amiya is with the Doctor. No need to worry.
Ascalon
We continue with our missionβ€”ascertaining the source of the abnormal events.
Ascalon
If this is what Kal'tsit was guarding against, then these things must follow the command of some unknown actor...
Misery
Communications are still out. We can't reach anyone else.
Misery
I wonder if the other elite operatorsβ€”
Misery
Ascalon...
As they pass by the Originium crystals, Misery catches a glimpse of a fleeting image in the multi-faceted reflections of the crystals.
Misery
Did I just see Outcast?
πŸ”
Clack, clackβ€”
A sharp claw separates itself from the surface of the Originium crystal, then curled horns, rugged silhouette, and spiked tail.
This creature is not unfamiliar to Rhodes Island's battle records, but never has it been composed solely of Originium.
As the never-before-seen form of life takes its first step, an arrow impales its throat and shatters its skull.
Stormeye
β€”Safe. For now.
Stormeye leans against the wall and pauses to catch his breath, before tending to his wounds.
Stormeye
At least it won't hinder me in battle.
Communicator
(Static)
Stormeye
Sharp. Come in, Sharp. Can you hear me?
Stormeye
If you hear me, leave a sign somewhere, any way you can. I'll come and find you.
Communicator
(Static)
Stormeye
...Dammitβ€”
Communicator
*Bzzt*β€”Stor...Stormeyeβ€”Carefulβ€”*bzztβ€”
Stormeye
Sharp?! What's your location?
Communicator
*Bzzt*β€”Engagingβ€”Whitesmithβ€”Stopβ€”
Stormeye
...? Wait for me!
Originium-Infested Machine
...Assist...
More rampaging machines rush into the corridor, the light in their eyes flashing in sync.
Their simple voice units repeat a call for help, defying the limitations of their design.
Stormeye
Not now!
Stormeye's arrow pierces the cores of two of the machines with unerring accuracy. Then he makes a run for it, not pausing to look back.
Stormeye
At least... thirty.
Stormeye
A fork...
Two virtually identical corridors extend as far as Stormeye's eye could see.
The pathways within Rhodes Island are undergoing constant, haphazard changes. No one knows to which fates the diverging corridors lead.
The rampaging machines are catching up.
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Mon3tr
(Furious howl)
Kal'tsit
Faster than expected. Rhodes Island is not ready.
Kal'tsit
If there is such a thing as being ready for her.
Mon3tr
(Alerted growl)
Kal'tsit
However, something is clearly not right with her as well. She would not resort to such inefficient means otherwise.
Kal'tsit
This may be our last chance to gain the upper hand.
Originium Entity
(Approaches silently)
Kal'tsit
Clear a way, Mon3tr. Don't get stuck in a fight.
Kal'tsit
Time is of the essence.
The passage before Kal'tsit changes again, in an attempt to lead her astray.
But the warping of space does not affect Kal'tsit. She can still sense her targetβ€”the Sarcophagus of Dr. {@nickname}.
The information is etched into the bottommost layer of her memory.
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Kal'tsit
Mon3tr. Eliminate all threats that approach the Sarcophagus. Buy me time.
Mon3tr
(Excited howling)
Once again, she stands before the familiar Sarcophagus.
Once, she awoke the hope that slumbered within, only to find pain that could not be easily wiped away.
Now, it is their last hope.
Kal'tsit
I can't guarantee that this is going to work, Mon3tr.
Kal'tsit
But I won't just sit around and watch a fighting chance slip away.
Kal'tsit walks towards the Sarcophagus and places a white flower on top of it.
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Kal'tsit
This is her legacy. Little did she know at the time that it was fire stolen from the 'gods'.
Kal'tsit
...We must all challenge those higher beings and fight for a chance to live.
Mon3tr
(Nervous growl)
Kal'tsit
If something goes wrong, Mon3tr, act on your own discretion.
She enters the Sarcophagus.
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Raidian
The interference is really bad.
Raidian
Not only am I not getting any signals, my Originium Arts are also being suppressed by the environment.
Raidian
Think, thinkβ€”
'Raidian...'
Raidian
This signal profileβ€”PRTS?!
Raidian
Closure? But the terminal still shows disconnected.
'Track me...'
Raidian tracks the faint signal to an unexpected source.
Raidian
Dr. Kal'tsit?!
Raidian
How? But you'reβ€”no matter how you did it, you need toβ€”
Raidian
...No, you can't stop now.
Raidian
Thank you, Dr. Kal'tsit.
Raidian
I know what to do now.
'This is Raidian speaking.'
'With assistance, I have been able to establish a temporary electromagnetic communications environment.'
'Intel provided by Dr. Kal'tsit indicates that the abnormal events currently occurring on Rhodes Island originated from the core area known as the Abyss.'
'You are now receiving a briefing about the Abyss. All elite operators are asked to locate the Abyss, while making every effort to ensure your own safety.'
'I repeat. Locate the Abyss, but do not approach without permission. Maintain constant communication at all times.'
'Do your duty, elite operatorsβ€”'
'Dr. Kal'tsit will be your eyes.'
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Pith
...Kal'tsit? Thanks.
Pith
This is Pith calling to all combat-effective operators. Report.
Alanna
We're still trying to stop these... things!
Alanna
But they just keep coming!
Pith
We lack the means to completely neutralize these hostile Originium entities. Survival is your first priority.
Pith
Any injured personnel are to immediately disengage and seek assistance from Touch.
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Warfarin
Kal'tsit... what have you done THIS time?
Chloe
Dr. Warfarin! Look out!
Warfarin
These things can't hurt me for now. But there are too many of them. It's not easy trying to protect everyone.
Warfarin
Raidian's intel indicates that these things can't be killed.
Chloe
'Kill'... are these things even alive?
Chloe
Have Dr. Touch and Dr. Kal'tsit run into these monsters too?
Warfarin
Protect yourself. We're not as weak as you thinkβ€”
Warfarin
*Sarkaz expletive*!
Warfarin
What I wouldn't do for a chance to take you apart, piece by piece, to find out for sure whether you monsters can dieβ€”
Warfarin
Get clear, Chloe!
The Originium entities continue to rush towards Warfarin. Two successfully penetrate her defenses.
They raise their hands towards Chloeβ€”
Then stop. Their motion is not one of aggression, more like an invitation to the patient in front of them, one who is so close to death's doorβ€”
Chloe
......
Warfarin
β€”β€”?!
Originium Entity
(Gazes silently)
Warfarin
Get back! Don't touch them!
Chloe
B-But I can hear him... screaming? It's like those pained voices are etched into my mind...
Chloe
W-We're very... alike...
Chloe takes the hand of the Originium entity. Her eyes are filled with sorrow.
Chloe
Why... why don't you hurt me?
Chloe
...Are we the same?
Warfarin
Is it because of your infection? The symptoms we've never seen before... Originium is changing.
Warfarin
β€”That's why your condition progressed quicker than expected!
Chloe
Does this mean I can help you find a way to deal with them?
Chloe
I want to try. I want to help you.
Chloe
I don't want to disappoint you, or let Dr. Touch or Dr. Kal'tsit get hurt...
Warfarin repels the Originium entity in front of Chloe and stands before her patient in a defensive posture.
Warfarin
Do you understand what it is you're offering?
Chloe
(Smiles) I don't. But I'm not afraid.
πŸ”
Sharp
Not as fast as you say, Stormeye.
Stormeye
I got sidetracked by the changes to the deck plan.
Stormeye
Luckily, Dr. Kal'tsit and Raidian were able to reestablish communications. Who knows what else I would've run into.
Stormeye
You mentioned Whitesmith over the radio?
Sharp
......
Sharp
One instant she was inviting me to drink and dance in front of her fire. The next instant she was gone, leaving only a bunch of Originium-polluted machines crawling out of the furnace to attack me.
Stormeye
A hallucination?
Sharp
I can tell what's real and what's not, Stormeye. But what's happening here is beyond anything I can comprehend.
Sharp
Not that I'm the only one who's seeing strange things.
Originium formations are growing at a visible pace. They thought they knew Originium well enough, but now the facets of the crystals threaten to draw their very minds in.
Stormeye
...?
Stormeye narrows his eyes. He sees Sharp's mouth moving, but his ears hear nothing.
All is quiet. Soon, he cannot even hear his own heartbeat.
The expression he sees on Sharp's face changes.
The next instant, all sound disappears from Rhodes Island, leaving only dead silence in the communications channel that Raidian established.
'Don't fall behind, Stormeye.'
He sees familiar figures, men who were once brothers to him...
Stormeye
β€”β€”?!
He has been reunited with the brothers from his wandering days. But they died long ago...
'That beer we looted is gonna get warm if you don't drink it quick. What are you so worried about?'
Stormeye
(Soundless words)
'Yeah, the rocks have gotten to my throat, but I can still drink. Haven't gotten my tongue yet.'
'You really want to go with those people? Suit yourself. Won't shed any tears for you if you die on that Rhodes Island.'
'But... sit a while longer by the fire before you go. The moons are almost up. Don't you want to see them?'
He had yearned for a peaceful parting with his brothers, but right now all Stormeye feels is anger.
πŸ”
At the same time, on the other side of Rhodes Island...
'Where are you going?'
Ascalon
......
'You've already found me, Ascalon.'
'There's no need to go any further.'
Only a timely push by Misery saved Ascalon from the flying Originium shrapnel.
'We haven't settled our bet yet, Misery.'
'Don't get distracted. Look, I still have four rounds left in my gun.'
Misery
......
Originium is growing rampant, and the appearances of the mysterious Originium enemies are ever more frequent, accompanied by 'illusions' that they cannot help but be distracted byβ€”
The very place itself is trying to drive them out.
Ascalon wants to reach Raidian, to tell her that the Abyss has been located...
But the Originium drowns out all sound.
The deathly silence is a mystery, a tomb made of lead, threatening to drag Rhodes Island into an abyss from which there is no escapeβ€”
'This is Mantra'.
'I've spoken to Dr. Kal'tsit. I will not suffer this mockery of memory and emotion.'
Every operator on Rhodes Island hears Mantra's voice in their head. It is her Originium Arts, the power and fury of which all of them can sense.
'If it tries to stop us with silenceβ€”'
'β€”Then I will be the voice that connects us.'
'Now, I return your voices to you.'
πŸ”
Amiya
It's Mantra!
Amiya
She's sharing the information that the others have collected.
Amiya
Ascalon and Misery are close to the Abyss.
Amiya
They've sent over the Abyss's signal profile to Raidian, who will be able to trace it, even if the spatial environment changes again.
Amiya
They are currently holding position, helping Raidian establish an information anchor based on their own biosignals.
It's too dangerous.
They need reinforcements.
Amiya
Blaze and Rosmontis are on their way. It won't take long.
Amiya
I'm worried about Dr. Kal'tsit too, Doctor.
Amiya
Raidian's information indicates that Dr. Kal'tsit is in a dangerous predicament...
Regroup at Ascalon and Misery's position.
Then, we'll work together to find a way through the Abyss.
We won't make Kal'tsit wait too long.
Amiya
Yeah. We're able to maintain communications thanks to Raidian and Mantra's Arts, but this puts a lot of stress on both of them.
Amiya
Time is of the essence, Doctor. Let's go.
You carefully lead Amiya through a forest of Originium shards. Your ability to precisely predict when and where explosions will occur is a major advantage.
Focused on the path ahead, you fail to notice a little detail on the massive crystal formation that you just passed.
It is not your figures that are reflected in the smooth surface of the Originium crystal.
A Cautus girl with her back to you, her thin, fragile hand held by another, just like you and Amiya right now.
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