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There's a brief moment of silence before the shrieking begins to tear at everyone's ears, voidwalker's bubble comeing undone as the ammalgamation of wires seems to spring up in multiple places at once, shredding through bug's head, armor and all, consuming the magic he used to keep that portion of his body solid, coating Bahamut in the acid and magic draining mass of wires like tar, pulling him towards the ground at high speeds.

As kihaku begins her assault on nathan she can feel something very thin crawling along her before it tightens and begins to pull her away from nathan, seeming to grab her just as much as the threads sliced away at her, ripping her apart like tiny, long razors. Void walker, on the other hand, is not quite so lucky as her magic begins to swell, so too do the wires, completely covering her sphere in the thick mesh, feeding on the magic she exerts to keep the portals open and closing them, the rapid opening and closing of the portals and spatial rending causing a shrinking effect on her 'bubble' until she's entirely encased, head to toe in wire mummification, The horrid things feeding on her like magical lampreys until she's bone dry before finally releasing her to fall to the floor, not dead but unconscious and no longer of use to the creature.

As the questions begin to form, cosmos suddenly feeling as though entire worlds were watching him as the creature sprouts from the ground like some hellish plant before launching a spike through the center of cosmos's chest, any magical defenses rendered moot and any attempts to deflect the blow by cosmos himself being mostly useless short of physical ones, creating a state where he, himself is being forcefully pulled out of the body in agony and incredibly slowly, the spike curling inwards in an attempt to lock him in place to make it impossible to run without shredding his body in the process. Though, with the creature's meals being conducted with intense concentration, this would be a great time for pretty much anyone else to bravely run the fuck away, which the cloaked swordsman gladly does, cause frankly, he'd rather not fuck with hellish wire creatures consuming all things mystical.