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To say that Nyxia was furious would have been a massive understatement. Yet, as she continued to rage against Earthshaker, The Neon Tempest started to feel her strength and power drain away with ever-increasing rapidity. A rising panic began to fill Nyxia, especially when the Code Keeper brought forth her shield to completely negate The Neon Tempest’s increasingly weaker attacks. What started out as a blinding laser light show was soon little more than the dim pulses of a flickering flashlight with a dying battery. An instant later, however, and the previous pyrotechnics returned with redoubled intensity as a stored up blast of energy surged forth from Earthshaker’s shield to send Nyxia flying down the ally to splatter the few pitiful remaining Miseria against the far wall.

Nyxia groaned in a mixture of frustration, exhaustion, and pain as her battered body crumpled to the ground in a panting heap. Her heavy, weakened limbs hung limply at her side, her aching lungs burned, and her vision blurred as she struggled to stay conscious. Dimly, she could hear the accursed voice of her tormentor warning her that another attack would result in the destruction of her precious baby. As it was, Nyxia didn’t know if she even had enough strength left to [i]stand[/i], let alone continue the fight, no matter how much she might have wanted to. Gritting her teeth as she watched Earthshaker place her filthy, glowing hand over her beloved death ray’s barrel, The Neon Tempest bitterly conceded defeat. The other girl might have been bluffing, but she could never take that chance, not when it meant potentially losing her most precious possession in the entire world.

Stealing herself as best she could to endure the inevitable flood humiliation and verbal abuse that she was certain would start bombarding her at any second, Nyxia was taken aback when, instead of mocking her, Earthshaker simply asked two questions. [color=Aquamarine]“K-Kaito,”[/color] The Neon Tempest found herself saying, her pained voice far softer and meeker than it had previously been. [color=Aquamarine]“H-He’s my brother,”[/color] she added, even as tears streamed down her cheeks. [color=Aquamarine]“H-He’s the only person to ever treat me with kindness. I love him more than anything else in the world. AND THOSE FU…”[/color] she suddenly stopped herself with a sharp gasp upon remembering what might happen if she used strong language. She took a deep breath. This would certainly be difficult… [color=Aquamarine]“Those [i]filthy[/i] Miseria [i]killed[/i] him,”[/color] she snarled, her anguished visage contorting into a scowl of pure hatred. [color=Aquamarine]“That weapon you’re holding is my [i]baby.[/i] Kaito gave him to me, told me he’d protect me. And he [i]has.[/i] He made me [i]strong[/i], helped me [i]slaughter[/i] the disgusting abomination that killed my brother. He means [i]everything[/i] to me, so [i]please,[/i]”[/color] she begged, clenching one hand over her chest, while the other was raised plaintively towards where the impassive Earthshaker stood. [color=Aquamarine]“P-Please give him back to me…”[/color]