Without any room for rest, Kyla-el stabbed below, but it seemed like she stabbed through the ground, as half of the sword could not be seen.
The crack in space below her grew…
Meanwhile, back at the Source Wall,
Raven, who was still trying to understand the Source Wall to break out, suddenly heard a voice.
"Hello there, Usurper!"
Raven looked around with her eyes and sensory waves but couldn't detect anyone who was addressing her directly.
"A telepathic message, this far out?" Raven blurted out, almost doubting the words herself.
Khan below shook his head in pity. "She's already lost it, huh? Hearing things. I was already getting my hopes up."
"Shut up, old man. I can hear you!" Raven cautioned, but still searched for the voice, certain the owner knew more than they let on.
"I like that. You even have more spunk than my own daughter." The voice boomed again.
"Trigon!" Raven's eyes sharpened as she uttered that word.
"Wait… then you are…" Khan began to piece things together in disbelief and hoped he heard her wrong. Maybe, just maybe, he was the one losing it after being in the Source Wall for so long.
Raven frowned and furrowed her eyebrows as another set of eyes formed above her own. All four eyes glowed red and shot a crimson beam that bent downward to hit Khan right in the eyes, frying his head.
"Silence!" A deep voice echoed from Raven's body.
"Uuggrrhh…" Immediately after, a softer, feminine grunt followed, filled with shock.
"You are aware of me, and yet you show no—ohhh… you let your essence get stolen from you? Weak! No wonder I could take control even for a few seconds. You are getting sloppy." Trigon said as Raven's vision changed and she saw a giant demon king with red pigmentation bound by chains that now appeared loose.
"From what I can see, you are in a bit of a predicament. Hahahaha… mmmm… one that I can get you out of with my powers." Trigon smiled a toothy grin as he looked at what appeared to be Amy—not Raven—floating to meet him at head level. She was as small as a mouse compared to a human, and that human was Trigon. She wore Raven's garments without any footwear.
Amy's form was glowing, her eyes shining white, and she had her unmistakable futa cock behind her loincloth.
"I am guessing you want me to—" Amy began, but was cut off by a loud roar from Trigon.
"SILENCE, USURPER! How dare a miscreant like you wind up taking over my daughter's body?!" Trigon roared as more of the chains binding him loosened.
Amy clutched her head as if struck by a mental attack, while externally her body's pigmentation began changing from grey to red.
'Does he really care for his daughter in the end? I never knew. And I never accounted for losing my emotions rendering me mentally vulnerable like this. If anything, shouldn't it be the opposite? Wait—no! Apart from being a sorcerer, Raven is an empath! Not only that, he must also have a way of breaking out of the Source Wall!' Amy thought as she tried to piece together every bit of information she had.
"You have two options now, Usurper! Free me willingly, and your death will be quick, as you already have no control over me again—or suffer slowly and die in agony! Either way, I get what I want." Trigon said with a smile.
'Earlier, when I took control of my daughter's body, I could feel the fabric of reality in this universe waver. The laws of the universe are no longer as potent as they once were. I don't know what's causing this, but there couldn't be better timing for my triumphant return! The others trapped in here are either too weak to sense what's happening or have completely become one with the Source Wall. Not my problem anyway. Now is the time to use all my power to break out!' Trigon thought to himself, wearing a domineering expression. His plan hinged on the usurper surrendering so as not to waste this timely opportunity. He had to give it his all to pressure her.
"Why don't I do you one better?" Amy asked monotonously.
"What would that be, Usurper?" Trigon asked as he broke another chain, causing Amy to flinch slightly.
"I know how to free you completely without you possessing… my body." Amy said as she clasped her hands behind her back like an overlord.
'Have I accepted who I am now, completely?' Amy asked herself, but pushed the thought aside to hear the demon's answer.
"Bahahahahaha!!! Alright, Usurper, I suppose I can allow this much. Let's hear it, and if it's—" Trigon began cockily.
"It's just what I said. I know the spell to undo your seal and bindings and free you as a corporeal being into the world at large." Amy said matter-of-factly. After possessing Raven's body, Raven's memories became hers as well.
'Sometimes I wonder… is Raven possessing my body back on Earth? Now that I am here, are you living life as Amy as I am living yours? Or are you making your own destiny, living on your own terms, making the most of what you were given, just as I am?' Amy thought to herself while in the middle of a life-and-death situation. This was her calmest state. It was strange. She shouldn't be losing control of Trigon in this state compared to the time she had all her emotions intact.
'Could it be that while I was indulging in my desires, keeping Trigon under control, as opposed to now that I am without emotions and losing control, I am the complete opposite of Raven? Does this mean that when I do what I want—what my heart desires—I am in control, rather than when I am without, thus becoming an empty shell? Are emotions binding or freeing? Is the unification of emotions true freedom, or is it the lack thereof?' Amy pondered, her thoughts running even faster in this mental space despite the impending doom of Trigon slowly taking over.
'One thing is for sure: I need to get myself back completely. But first, I need a plan to survive Trigon in my weakened state.' Amy decided as she began the spell.
"Already deciding for me? Have you accepted your death, or are you planning a futile struggle?" Trigon cackled as more chains fell off him. Soon enough, however, the chains around him began glowing purple as he let out a dark smile.
'There is nothing you can do, Usurper! Your death is all but assured!' Trigon stopped smiling as purple light engulfed him.
"Azaroth… Metrion!!!!!" Amy finished her spell as her body regained its normal grey skin color. Four eyes became two, four horns vanished, her increased height returned to normal, her claws and razor teeth retracted, and a dark gaseous mass forced itself out of her mouth.
Khan had already recovered from Trigon's attack, not by his will but by the will of the Source Wall. Still, that did not prepare him for what was about to unfold before his eyes.
"Why did you unleash this great evil upon us? I mean, I call myself evil, but… I am nothing compared to… to this…" Khan trembled in his confines as he watched Trigon's being take form.
A giant red demonoid with four horns, four eyes, a wicked grin, bulging muscles, a ceremonial neckpiece covering his neck, iron gauntlets, a loincloth that flowed freely by some unseen force, and iron shin guards glistening with the glory of nearby stars.
"Of all variables…" Khan sighed and braced himself, clenching his teeth.
Trigon raised his right arm, and just like that, small light orbs exited the bodies confined to the Source Wall.
"He's absorbing the souls of the fallen and those trapped within the wall!!! Dammit! WAKE UPPP, RAVEN!!! WAKE UPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!" Khan cried out as Trigon laughed in ecstasy.
Kyla-el was looking worse for wear. She looked like she could barely hang on. The hole in her torso hadn't closed yet, her skin had turned deathly pale, and she still clutched the sword tightly.
Black veins were more visible on her skin, and it looked like she had lost some weight, but she still had some fight in her eyes.
Without any room for rest, Kyla-el stabbed below, but it seemed like she stabbed through the ground, as half of the sword could not be seen.
The crack in space below her grew…
Undead creatures bearing a particular symbol on their chests rose up from the cracks.
'No…' The thought escaped Kyle like a soft whisper as he guarded Blackfire.
'It's not enough… I need more… I need… more…' Kyla-el said as more dark cracks appeared on her face and her body paled.
Finally, huh? The confrontation happened.
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