The link between worlds was as thin as a needle, and the flow of rampant souls trying to cross it to get to the other Athenia had packed it beyond control. Like a clogged vein, it was stretched and bulbous, hindering Nerva from jumping back to her world in a swift, even motion. And while her limbs stretched and her powers ran thin, she formed before the startled group as they were just about to leave with the faeries.
"AS IF YOU'LL LEAVE!" A colossal hand formed of pure corrosive corruption axed down onto the group.
Closing their eyes, they braced for the blow–only for it to never come. Upon opening their eyes, everyone watched a dainty little fairy with short brown hair and two horns holding up the colossal hand, shooting darts of lightning everywhere.
"GAHHHH!!" Pushing the hand back, Beasteria–the mother of beasts–growled a primal growl. "HWAAAHHH!!"
