Chapter 1900 Celestial Battle 8
The battlefield was a tableau of pandemonium, with the once formidable magus now reduced to a battered and demoralized state. The entity lurking within the spatial tear had wreaked havoc, rendering half of the magus incapacitated and the remaining half grievously wounded from the relentless spirit attacks. What had started as a battle was swiftly descending into a gruesome massacre, with impending doom looming over the fighters, Emery included.
Amid the turmoil, a desperate idea sparked in Emery's mind like a fleeting beacon of hope — a plan to plunge into the very portal that birthed the destructive force and unleash the formidable power of Khaos. The mere thought of it was audacious, bordering on the insane, yet the gravity of the situation seemed to push Emery towards this radical solution.
Reality, however, yanked him back from the brink of recklessness. The idea of confronting the celestial scourge head-on was sheer madness. While a part of him yearned for the possibility of victory, another part recognized the futility of such a direct confrontation. There was a safer option — to expend his last reserves of spatial power to escape, to survive. He was resigned to leaving the outcome to fate, allowing the dice to roll once more.
As Emery grappled with this internal conflict, the echoes of the female priestess's words reverberated through his mind once again. She had spoken of his potential as the breaker of destiny, of making the right choice in critical moments. The weight of her counsel hung in the air, compelling him to reconsider, to contemplate the impact of his decisions on the unfolding catastrophe.
"No, no... she's wrong to think I would risk my life for this! I would not!" Emery vehemently rejected the notion, turning away from the impending clash. His priority shifted to saving as many comrades as possible, opting for a strategic retreat. However, his plans were abruptly interrupted as familiar figures materialized through the gate.
"Why are they here?" Emery's bewildered exclamation marked the unexpected arrival of his earthbound companions, led by the courageous Klea who leaped into the fray. The very friends he assumed had ample time to escape were now willingly risking themselves in the chaotic battle.
Time seemed to compress as the malevolent entity loomed larger with each passing second. The emerging tendrils from the portal painted a grim picture, and Emery grappled with the harsh reality that not all of his friends could be rescued.
However, amidst the momentary relief, an ominous message echoed through the ruins, jolting the magus back to reality. The grand magus arrivals were followed by an urgent warning:
[Intruders alert... intruders alert]
The pace of celestial spawns within the chamber accelerated, casting a foreboding shadow over the battlefield. Delbrand, the ghost of Lymhurst, remained composed amid the escalating turmoil. With a calm demeanor, he summoned a dozen of his ethereal smoke puppets, deploying them strategically to aid the beleaguered magus. His gaze remained fixed on the tear of space, a focal point of both danger and opportunity.
"Enforcers stay! The rest, leave this place immediately!" Delbrand's authoritative command reverberated through the chaos. Aware of the seasoned elder's formidable reputation, magus of various backgrounds hastily retreated, leaving the hazardous battlefield.
Among the few who remained were Jinkan, Klea, and the Earth magus, their determination overriding the instinct to retreat. Klea, her eyes filled with concern and frustration, was poised to leap into the portal before her friends intervened.
"Why!! Why did he enter the portal?!" Her voice echoed the unspoken question lingering in everyone's mind.
Emery's audacious act had momentarily halted the celestial entity's emergence, creating a rift in the unfolding calamity. Yet, the sacrifice left an indelible mark on those who witnessed it.
As the realization settled in, it became apparent that Emery was not the sole missing presence.