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“Woah…”

The small exhale of wonder could barely be heard over the rumblings of the Don Mech. Aria looked on, mouth hanging open at the coolness and sleekness of the whole thing. When the pompadour converted with a series of whirrs and bangs and copious amounts of gratuitous sparks into a giant Gatling gun- the illusionist had to physically repress from breaking out into excited squeals from the sheer amount of [i]awesome[/i].

The Dream Eater itself looked stricken by either awe at the amazing coolness, or was trying to comprehend the levels of ridiculousness this was all coming to. Before it could make a decision it was promptly weighed down by the frilliest and pinkest dress Aria had ever had the honor of seeing, and she snapped out of her mini fangirling session to clench a fist determinedly. 

“I too, shall be [i]cool[/i].” She declared, glaring up at the Dream Eater’s shield. That would have to be taken care of first. Desisting her attacks for the moment, she raised both hands, brows furrowing in concentration as what looked to be a giant and very cool looking funnel slowly materialized in the air above her, wider end glowing and starting absorb all the attacks the various members of the Pride were directing towards the Dream Eater. With every attack, a small meter began to fill up on the side of the machine, and Syed’s railgun cannon blast pushed it over the edge. The funnel let out a loud clank, various gears and wires burning bright hot as a ball of energy appeared on the other end, growing bright and brighter before shooting out a beam of super compressed energy towards the dress-clad monster with a roar.