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

Everything seemed to be accounted for. The possibility of others now within the confines of the Factory meant a simpler, although clearly crude, means of reaching and extracting the contents of the Core had to be formed in the short amount of time given to the scientist. Any attempt of trying to go after the intruders by merely entering the Factory left far too many variables for escape, especially with no data on those specifically there.

As each Factory was built from the bottom layer up, designed specially for each Empire controlled world they were on, there was no need to consider any sort of easy access for the Core room. A flaw Nomis was certain he would correct with the next series of constructions. All the while the large metal box of the Core room rose in the air with the ship’s light, Nomis always continued to watch the power levels, the sheer weight of the metal placing a great strain and therefore needing a rather constant level of high energy during the entire process. 

While at one point the weight seemed to increase, forcing an even greater pull with the box, this just resulted in the ship increasing the pull. Just as he was suddenly made aware of possible intruders from a single event, so too did everything seem to once again change for Nomis. The explosive force that immediately caused the ship to slightly quake immediately passed through the scientist’s mind as the sole reason for the great drop in weight that the beams were having trouble with, there now being in its place a dangerously high level of darkness, something very much akin to the inside of one of the Empire’s Cores. 

Already the ship began to compensate for the sudden change in the situation, the readings on the monitors showing fluctuating bursts of dark energy due to the wide, and also stretched, energy beams that were more concerned with weight than containment. A purpose that was now reversed. Aligning once more along the underbelly of the ship, the large lenses began to focus their beams towards a single area between the ship and the bottom of the carved out shaft within the ground. 

As they slowly shifted into position, the once crackling and branching darkness from Jasmine now had to contend with the combining of multiple pulling forces, each one layering around one another now that the larger space was no longer needing to be covered. Without the great size of the Core room in the way of the ship’s sensors, the sign of some other person at the bottom of the shaft was quick to show up on the monitors for Nomis, along with some strange yet strong energy readings. 

This new energy as well as the still rising levels of force from the darkness meant only one action could be done in order to safely bring the two subjects on board. Aligning once more towards the beam filled crater, two of the cannons which had been responsible for the aerial bombing began to show signs of some kind of red electrical static as they started to build up energy. Acting as one singular moment, the two bolts of energy which were fired soon struck the outer shell of the beams that trapped Jasmine and Asahina, the red static suddenly running through the entire space like a captured lightning storm. Though it wasn’t as deadly as it looked, the constant jolts of this numbing electricity was shown in the past to be more than enough to affect people, to overload their nerves and cause them to freeze up for easy transport. 

As the electrical torture continued, Nomis watched the once spiking levels of darkness now slowly drop along with Jasmine’s current conscious lifesigns, the ship already having worked out the recommended level it had to reach before it was safe to bring the Princess on board. And as these levels dropped the power required for the entire process rose higher by the second, the strain from before soon returning to affect all the systems throughout the ship, and yet the process continued. 

It was only when the once erratic bursts of darkness became nothing more than little spiking tendrils that the red lightning finally stopped, the great upward pull returning again now with no more resistance from the darkness-infused Princess and her wild pulses of energy. So much greater the pull now, that pieces of debris from the initial blasts from the ship and the removal and destruction of the Core Chamber started to get dragged into the beam, flying upwards into the sky and the awaiting end within the airship's opening.