[center][h3]Cerden, Flora, Shizuka - Just outside the Orbit of the Caribbean[/h3][/center][hr]
	[color=darkorchid]“More than I care to admit,”[/color] Flora said to Shizuka, glancing over to Cerden laughing.

	Cerden looked at Flora with a raised brow, but he said nothing.

	That last comment by Shizuka caused a look to be exchanged by the two. Even though they both knew she was probably kidding, in some aspects, they wondered if things had ignited back between them or not. It had been years since they were officially an item. Perhaps the journey to get their son back was the original reason they began working together again, but along the way, the thoughts of ‘getting back together was an interesting one indeed. However, the mission would take priority. They would have to ask each other the personal question when they had their own time, perhaps after the war concludes.

	When Shizuka announced that they were within orbit of the world, all three of them had the same reaction to what was in the ocean near a bedding of reef. It was the LyphemusClass T.R.I.D.E.N.T. ship that Nomis had command over. It was the ship that Dominic and Shinto were on as well as the two Princesses of Hearts that Ace and his friends had lost control of.

	[color=darkorchid]“We’re close,”[/color] Flora said, [color=darkorchid]“hold on..” [/color]

	[center][h3]Shinto - Trident Warship Hallway(Main Level)[/h3][/center][hr]
	When the Arianhods were launched in the direction opposite of him, their metal bodies crashing into the wall, pieces of their metal forms scattering about like a glass vase smashed into the ground. The metal gears and screws that made up them spreading all over the hallway. Some of them were rolling against the walls and the rest seemed to just lay still, remaining cold like the heart one who forged them.

	Remaining in a somewhat defensive position, Shinto kept his eye out for anything to happen, any kind of attack coming from any direction, be it up, or one of the many directions to the side of him or behind him. He kept the force field around him and his arms constantly moving, gathering the telekinetic energy around them. Indeed, Shinto stood ready for any attack to come his way.

	And yet, none came.

	He was puzzled. Surely there were more to come. Surely they were laying in wait, biding their sweet time to when Shinto would lower his guard and then that’s when they would strike in numbers. Surely they would wait for the perfect opportunity for Shinto decide in his mind that there were no more and that they could come in dozens, possibly overwhelming the blond. Surely there was going to be something coming his way that wasn’t this unnerving and unsettling stillness. Surely there was something. Anything.

	He waited, standing firm where he was. And he waited some more. Five minutes it was, his form not moving, his frame still as a brick wall. Not one pace was taken. The force field remained. The telekinetic energy around his body within that force field remained. A look of determination remained, more intense than it had been in the last five minutes. But even Shinto had his limits.

	[color=fff79a]“Maybe they aren’t anymore of them,”[/color] Shinto said, starting to lower his guard just ever-so slightly.

	Then, just as Shinto predicted, just as he imagined in his mind when he ran various scenarios through his mind as he waited so very long, he heard noise. It was the kind of noise that was sudden and had the full focus of his hearing sense. It was the kind of noise that could only come from heavy doors being shut and with force at that. It was the kind of noise that, within eerie silence that remained for a prolonged amount of time, would call the full attention of anyone who was within the hall and it called Shinto like an obsessive girlfriend wondering where he was at every given moment of the day.

	After the doors shut, the sounds of closing vents came next and Shinto started to feel the effects instantly. The flow of oxygen soon began to decrease bit by bit. Even if it was on the lowest levels possible, Shinto would still feel it as the sudden limited oxygen would soon have a physical effect on him. 

	So that Shinto didn’t lose what little oxygen reserves he had left, he surrounded himself in such a powerful Telekinetic Aura that it closed off the effects of the room within a small sphere around him and locked in just enough oxygen he needed to keep himself alive and be able to move as he normally would.

	[color=fff79a][I]Really wish I didn’t send Dominic away. His lightning would’ve come in handy right about now.[/i][/color]

	Yes, it would have, but Shinto didn’t have time to fret over what could have been. Instead, he needed to focus on the here and now and how he could get out this situation.

	[color=fff79a]“Easier said than done,”[/color] Shinto said.

	Shinto could barely see even one foot in front of him, let alone one yard or even a few meters. Not only that, but Shinto heard the sounds of those Arianhods launching their lasers, which the sight of the red beams would be seen coming at him from all angles. 

	Shinto had no form of defense aside from a good offense, so he rotated his body to deflect them. It was like a version of the very common Keyblader spell, Reflect, but dimmed down slightly. It was something he came up with when he studied magic during his times on Hollow Bastion, before it was overtaken by the Empire.

	When the beams all scattered around the general area, some of them hit the vents, some of them hit their originator and some just hit the walls, doing minor damage to it. Regardless of where they went, Shinto looked at every one of them, using their deflected trajectory as a way to spot any escape route. And as luck would have it, three of them were deflected back to what looked like one of the heavy metal doors that shut not so long ago.

	[color=fff79a]“And there’s my way out,”[/color] Shinto said, smiling.

	Preparing for his getaway, Shinto used the remaining amount of his available telekinetic abilities to project himself into flight. It was one of the simplest techniques he knew that had nothing to do with actual battle. It was the easiest way he knew how to get around when he needed to get out of a bind quickly. And it just so happened that Shinto was a master of using it, able to manipulate the speed and force he can fly at as well as projecting his power outward if needed. The only downside was that he had to sacrifice the force field for it, which was bad because he would feel the burning gas on his skin.

	[color=fff79a][I]One…two…[b]THREE![/b][/I][/color]

	On the third count, Shinto took flight. His arms outward and legs closed. Shinto had his hands extended outward so that he could expel his power when the situation would call for it. The smell of his burning skin starting to take effect. Even after five seconds of high-speed telekinetic flight, he could feel the gas starting to tear into his clothing and his skin. 

	Flying in the darkness, in the burning gas, Shinto felt all sorts of things hitting against his frame and mind. On his body, burning gas tore through his clothing and in his face he felt the dry wind adding to the uncomfortable feeling he had. Added to that, the darkness didn’t help. He only had the general direction of where he saw the door at and the rest was up to a general feeling. His eyes were closed so he wouldn’t get any of the burning gas’ effect in his retinas  and iris.

	Only five seconds passed and only twenty meters remained until the door, or at least, that’s what he estimated. Regardless, five more seconds would pass and he was a mere meter away. At this point, Shinto unleashed all of the telekinetic force his body would allow. The invisible in appearance energy was sent out, and a second later the doors were forced open. Well, that would be an understatement. So much force was expelled from his hands that the doors not only opened, but they came clean off their hinges and flew several dozen paces backwards all the way to the wall at the end of the hallway. Shinto did that to the other doors too as they came into his special sense radius.

	With that, Shinto was like a bird and flew away. He flew away from the remaining Arianhods. He flew away from the gas-filled hallway and made his journey to reunite with Dominic. He just prayed that he wasn’t too late, god-forbid anything happened to him.

[center][h3]Dominic, Asahina, Jasmine - Top of Trident Warship[/h3][/center][hr]
	As Dominic watched the teenage girl do her thing, he couldn’t help but be impressed by what he saw. An amazing display of ice and fire magic being simultaneously used in perfect unison. The ice found its way into the machines, inducing the cogs inside the Birugs with a slowing, frosting agent. All the while, a fireball was expelled that demolished the machines, blowing it to bits.

	The display he saw got Dominic all hyped up. It was as if the electricity from watching her recharged something in him that allowed him to go into overdrive. That was evident of the crimson-colored electricity around him, shocking the ground around him. 

	Just as he was going to go forward, he heard something to the left of him, near where he and the girl were before, looking over the ship and seeing the reef.  

	A gummy ship of respectable size tore through the sky like. The heroes truly did arrive at the last minute to save the day.

	Dominic looked at it with a mixture of confusion and amazement. It was a welcomed surprise to see a helping hand, even more so one that was well-equipped. And when the voice would say stand back, Dominic would grab the two girls and let the cannons of that wonderful ship do its thing.

	And boy did it ever.

	Seconds after being released, the cannons completely obliterated the remaining machines, wiping them away from existence. Though, the attitude that the voice seemed to be emitting was a little on the crazy side. Dominic enjoyed every minute of it as he found himself cheering and yelling obscenities at the machines.

	As the ship came into a lower level and stopped slowly, the top of the ship opened up.[color=crimson] “Well fuck me and call me a monkey’s uncle..”[/color] Dominic said, completely shocked, [color=crimson]“I didn’t know [I]you two[/I] would be in that awesome ship. “[/color]Dominic said, smiling.
	[color=darkorchid]“I see you’re not dead. That’s good,”[/color] Flora said, standing up. Her right foot on the edge of the cockpit.
	[color=sienna]“Yo, Domi! Glad to see you’re well! I thought my crazy brother would have fried you for sure,”[/color] Cerden said cheerfully, standing behind Flora as he had a smile on his face. 

	Punching Cerden, which caused him to go overboard and face-first into the metal surface of the ship, Flora got down too, but she landed on her feet.

	[color=crimson]“So, what brings you two here?” [/color]Dominic asked.
	Flora punched him in the gut. Dominic knelt down to his knees, holding his gut.
	[color=crimson]“Missed you too sis.”[/color] Dominic said grunting.

	As Dominic and Cerden both got up to their feet, Flora looked around and she noticed something was off. It wasn’t until a few seconds that all of the bits and pieces of the birugs were gathering together and converging around the gummy ship. Obviously they weren’t going to let the lot escape that easily.

	[color=darkorchid]“As I figured.”[/color] Flora said, smiling with her eyes closed..
	[color=crimson]“I guess we’re going to have to show Nomis why we’re so fucking badass,”[/color] Dominic said.
	[color=sienna]“Just don’t pull a muscle,”[/color] Cerden smirked.

	As if on instinct and cue, the three rushed towards the cage-formed Birug. Flora was running in the center while Cerden and Dominic were running beside her. Each of them then utilized their respective ability.

	Flora gathered the natural energy that she got through a very common process within plants called Photosynthesis from the sun. The energy she gathered from it surrounded her body in such a blinding appearance that her skin radiated with [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xp5NVsZjcik]golden beauty and the aura expanded around her[/url].  Cerden had formed crystalline glass around his body, creating a façade of armor, which in reality it was only layered glass to look like armor. Dominic who already was covered in his electrical aura was all ready for the offensive.

	The trio went in brutally and effectively, combining their efforts to neutralize the cage Birug without harming the ship. Dominic enhanced the heat within the metal by manipulating his electricity in such a way that would allow that. Flora neutrallized all heat completely, making it even weaker in its texture which would allow it to be suspect to being sliced up like butter. When it was Cerden’s turn, he came in with a glass blade formed from his wrist down on both hands. By a motion as simple as slicing through the Birug several times over, he not only cut up that cage-formed machine like a fine steak, but he also reduced it to metallic dust.
 
	When the trio was all done, Flora looked at Shizuka and her reunion with her friends. [color=darkorchid]"So, as much as I would like to stay here and wait for the next wave of Nomis' Birugs, maybe we should take this brief opening to get the fuck out of here?"[/color] Flora yelled out to Shizuka, [color=darkorchid]"or not. We can always spend more time risking our lives."[/color]

	[color=crimson]"I vote for the former." [/color]Dominic said.
	[color=sienna]"I third that."[/color] Cerden echoed Dominic.