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[i][b]~~~~~~Agrabah (Palace)-Empire/Underground hallways of the Factory~~~~~~[/b][/i] 

What had once been small shakes felt through the humming of metal quickly grew into the now constant quakes that seemed to be threatening to tear the Factory’s rooms and walkways apart, and still through it all the Tattered Figures continued with their violent animalistic actions against the two intruders. While Flora was able to hold off the brunt of the Tattered Figure’s wild swipes, it was clear it was only a matter of time until the looming cloaked creature would overpower her. With its purple gleaming eyes still staring wide down towards its prey, the creature’s metal covered bone thin fingers slowly began to dig deeper into the Hardwood texture of Flora’s body with every swing.

The two remaining figures were just within swiping distance of Cerden himself, that was until the chunks of razor sharp glass he shot struck their bodies. While the majority seemed to simply pass through the space hidden by the cloaks the Tattered Figures wore, some appeared to hit something, the dark blood flickering out from the creatures as they were sent backwards by the force of Cerden’s attack, soon landing with equally loud thuds just as another loud quake rocked the hallway. With the metal floor actually twisting slightly, with that of dislocating pipes that were now releasing their pent up steam, the hallway was already rapidly reaching the total level of strain it could handle. 

All through this those that continued on down towards the Core seemed to pay no mind to the growing quakes, travelling deeper into the depths of the Factory as if with no perception to anything wrong. This continued even when the still raining blasts would suddenly tear a piece of wall panelling free, exposing them to the sudden rush of force and heat from the cannon shots near to the opening. It was when near the deepest part of the Factory that the Hooded Figures changed, a feeling that suddenly ran through them like those of the Abominations on the surface.

The sense of something pure, no matter if Darkness or Light, just that of a powerful source, was what now drew them, the growls that came from them as their bodies started to twist and stretch like the others sounded deeply through the last few hallways of the Factory, something that was much easier to hear with the sudden end of the cannon blasts outside.   


[b][i]~~~~~~Agrabah (City)-Empire/Trident-Class Warship~~~~~~[/i][/b] 

While it didn’t take long for the first few blasts to pierce down into the particular section of the Factory, the constant barrage of the shots of energy made it seem like a precision strike in some ancient war, the massive ship still hanging high over the blast zone and palace as it continued its operation. Dozens of the Factory’s levels were now exposed to the open air drafting in from the surface. While some still seemed to retain some kind of passage, the majority would just suddenly end once reaching the massive gap made by the cannons, nothing but twisted searing metal and residual heat, and an immense drop down into the laser blasts newest obstacle. 

Though the shakes grew louder with every passing second within the Core Chamber, the small group of Hooded Figures continued with their single-charged task, the room now littered with piles of cables and empty tubes and leaving the large box chamber completely disconnected from the rest of the now useless structure. 

“[color=0072bc][b]Master Clacverk...Disembark...Procedure...completed and...ready to continue…[/b][/color]” Said one of the Hooded Figures, who like all of them, spoke as if each word was a monumental task just to get past their lips. 

From on board the floating ship, Nomis still watched the constant rain of shots from the ship’s underbelly, the surrounding grounds of the Palace’s garden now covered in debris and dust both from the uprooted soil and the initial blast into the Factory’s outer shell. The mention of the procedure already completed was the only thing that caused Nomis to finally stop the barrage, allowing the smoke and released steam from the Factory’s deepest levels to fade away before he would even begin the second stage. 

With the ship’s cannons soon positioning themselves back into their once proper places, a long line of circular lenses immediately began to take the weapons place, each one simultaneously glowing into life before the collection of bright blue beams shot down into the newly made shaft. 

The Core Chamber shook once more, things having been silent since the cannon blasts finally stopped, and though it wasn’t as violent as before, the constant rumbling that seemed to encompass every part of the chamber merely continued as the sound of groaning and creaking metal soon accompanied it. 

Soon enough, the sound of metal scraping against itself began to fill the air, the Core Chamber shaking more as time went on, and while those within the walls would have no way to see what was happening, to those outside, they would seem what would have been normally impossible. That of a massive box shaped steel chamber now floating upwards through the blue light that illuminated the carved out shaft.