With Death i lean back putting my tools down. I sigh now incredibly tired. Since I got those materials I've been doing nothing but building. Creating so many siege engines isn't easy, plus there's the bolts too. I'm quite lucky to have leveled up the crown of snow into the heir of snow. If I didn't do that then I would have even less help. I lean back taking a soft break before I get back to creating the siege engines.
With Heart I slam my gladuis down with a wave of fire. I duck down under a arrow lifting my sword I swing it hitting someone's with the flat. I get lower to the ground and I kick someone in the gut. When I get my foot back on the ground I lift my sword blocking a arrow... to the shoulder. Hm, the archer is skilled so why not go for the head? I use the weight of my weapon to hit another person. This all feels useless, just fighting over and over and ove- i hear a thunk and something falling to the ground.
"Madeleine?"
With Storm I sit with a mirror in my lap dread and minion watching as well. I mean i fight with a cursed tryant, i simply have to see, also I plan on taunting the king of swords. Like a fool, but hey this whole war is foolish so who knows maybe its not that bad. It rises from the ruins like a god of death
"Oh thats condemnation"
Dread looks at it
"Damn. Its big"
Minion snickers
"Do not"
I also snicker
"Thats wha-"
He puts a hand over my mouth.
"Oh... oh its ugly... was i that close to it?"
I move the hand off my mouth
"Yeah you definitely were. You only survived thanks to the aspect of one of your cohort members and how weak you all where."
Anvil... flys. Its kinda goofy looking. A spear is thrown and stopped. Then boom! Minion shields his eyes from the burst of light.
"Weak baby eyes"
"Hey!"
When the spoke clears the tyrant is just fine. Then anvil is smacked down like a fly
"Pfft"
The battle continues until anvil cuts the bone above condemnation open and it burns.
"Thats how it dies? Let down"
I lean back throwing one arm up. Soon its time to flex
"Bitch time boys"
Minion gets out of frame while the mirror floats over to the group of saints and the sovereign. Before anvil can make any foolish moves I speak up
"Impressive! Very very impressive, to kill a god"
The houndmasters face stays the same but he seems to get annoyed
"Why are you here"
I lean back
"I'm not really here. But really a battle with a god, and one that almost got me one time. I simply had to see it die."
He looks at the floating mirror with a slightly annoyed expression
"How did you know?"
I shake my head with a chuckle he's clearly suspecting being betrayed
"Don't you trust your servants? It was divined that condemnation would die today and I went to go look who could and would do it"
Sunless stares at the mirror, one who doesnt know him well enough may think hes calm but he's panicking, at the idea hes going to have to remake this memory.
"Oh its must wonder did you get a memory from it?"
I shake my head
"Not like it matters. It won't be as good as mine is"
I summon the dance of the duel kings. Anvil face finally changes from blank to a scary intense kind of thing as he disappears grabbing the mirror the second after it starts to break under his grip, god damn it! The materials took so long to find and now he's breaking it!
"How did you get those?"
I wave a dagger in the air, as I start to speak i point it at him with a, i hope cheeky, smile
"Such a scary expression! Oh these? I had them... custom made. Oh and before you ask, i didnt have to do anything like hunt down some cursed creatures. No i got them from what's left of a doom war battle. You know in that death zone by ravenheart, the cold one. The one so cold you could never get there"
He grits his teeth the mirror cracks more
"Who made them."
I lean forward
"Oh I made them, then had them custom enchanted. Oh sadly I cant say the one who did it, they have a policy after all"
And i desummon the mirror. I glance at minion and dread.
"Rage bait. That's what we do here boys"
With Beast I finally lay out my plan for the final battle. After what storm saw, I know very well they can break the bone in some way or another. Its clear the two sovereigns will break the bone in their fight. That can and will attract attention so that will happen is heart will be at the battle itself, me, storm and sun will take the three god grave citadels then promptly abandon them to go back to our real citadels. The two citadels will get moved to the battlefield when the time is right, burning the jungle and causing small openings in the cloud barrier to turn great abominations to ash. Death plans on giving us the army for the battle too. Not just that, but death will be appearing to aid us in it as well. We will also have all the ice shards but singer and we won't be able to summon noctis, makes sense as its always day here. Wonder, what is death doing. Not that it matters, as long as they dont die we can be... remade. That feels wrong. It feels wrong to know that we can be remade, does it feel wrong to be the maker as well? I do know but... well that time was different wasn't it? Before Antarctica.