A large blob of lava plops down on the ground next to Seraphim, prompting him to look up--
If Seraphim had read a certain children's book or seen a certain, incredibly lame children's movie in the 21st century of a world that did not exist to him, the line 'the sky is falling' would have been something highly comedic to say.
Of course, that would still be overshadowed by the fact that said sky is made out of lava which is quickly collapsing.
Wut?
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"Seraphim? Seraphim, what's going on?" Erin asked.
"No time to explain!" He snapped, running to what seemed to be the safest spot in what seemed to be an apocalypse. He looked for an exit, any exit.
"No time to explain!" He snapped, running to what seemed to be the safest spot in what seemed to be an apocalypse. He looked for an exit, any exit.
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And found none. The sky continues to collapse around Seraphim, until it all begins to come down at once, a blanket of molten magma that threatens to cover everything-- including him-- unless he thinks of something quick.
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Seraphim's hands trembled as he tried to figure a way out of this mess. He had been dragged into the lava...
By a clawed—
By the Dragon.
He looked upward slowly.
The navi realized. He had to get through the lava. The Dragon had made this place, and now it was falling apart. He had a time limit, and it was fast approaching.
He felt something gnawing at the edge of his mind, something urging him to use the power the core had given him. Seraphim abruptly refused, digging deeper instead. There was one thing here that could help him.
He reached for that one thing.
And couldn't find it.
Seraphim panicked, thrusting a hand into his inventory.
...Nothing.
So... he had one choice.
He let the core loose.
Mechanized parts lashed around his body, slowly transforming the Navi. Or rather, not as much transforming him as much as creating something else entirely. This was not the change from within most of Seraphim's friends had given him. This was power from without, something that did not become a new friend, a reminder of those battles they had shared.
This thing did not want to be his friend.
Armor surrounded him.
Firmly encased within the shell that was the 'Beast'.
The armor didn't move. Seraphim couldn't move.
He felt trapped.
He tried to writhe, to get out, to break the obstruction.
Nothing.
He couldn't even—
The twin holes that were the eyes of the 'suit' cleared, their coverings showing Seraphim the view. The suit jerked slightly.
The boosters activated. The knees flexed, the arms and body twisted.
The suit sprung off the ground, straight up. The boosters flared. Seraphim's mouth was open in a silent scream, he couldn't raise his arms to protect himself, he was at the mercy of this beast that he had slain so easily. He was no longer in 'control' of the situation.
By a clawed—
By the Dragon.
He looked upward slowly.
The navi realized. He had to get through the lava. The Dragon had made this place, and now it was falling apart. He had a time limit, and it was fast approaching.
He felt something gnawing at the edge of his mind, something urging him to use the power the core had given him. Seraphim abruptly refused, digging deeper instead. There was one thing here that could help him.
He reached for that one thing.
And couldn't find it.
Seraphim panicked, thrusting a hand into his inventory.
...Nothing.
So... he had one choice.
He let the core loose.
Mechanized parts lashed around his body, slowly transforming the Navi. Or rather, not as much transforming him as much as creating something else entirely. This was not the change from within most of Seraphim's friends had given him. This was power from without, something that did not become a new friend, a reminder of those battles they had shared.
This thing did not want to be his friend.
Armor surrounded him.
Firmly encased within the shell that was the 'Beast'.
The armor didn't move. Seraphim couldn't move.
He felt trapped.
He tried to writhe, to get out, to break the obstruction.
Nothing.
He couldn't even—
The twin holes that were the eyes of the 'suit' cleared, their coverings showing Seraphim the view. The suit jerked slightly.
The boosters activated. The knees flexed, the arms and body twisted.
The suit sprung off the ground, straight up. The boosters flared. Seraphim's mouth was open in a silent scream, he couldn't raise his arms to protect himself, he was at the mercy of this beast that he had slain so easily. He was no longer in 'control' of the situation.