What Emette and Aloa had just done warranted the first, genuine expression from the main operator of the Collective - the one whose powers most resembled the Creature’s own. This, of course, wasn’t part of their plan. They didn’t anticipate this. To think the Angel of Clarity would actually sacrifice herself just so she wasn’t held hostage (in a manner of speaking) by them. And what was even worse, her powers had transformed into pure magickal energy that flowed into ALoa, resulting in such a powerful display of mist, all but one of the manifested shadows of the Collective were wiped out.

The smoked cleared and within the light, an even greater shadow was cast. It remained and fed off of those who were vanquished, absorbing their mist into its own. What had been known as the Collective was no longer, for now only the Creature remained. The embodiment of darkness stood in front of the Aloa, the Angel of Death and now the true battle could begin.

As the air around them would shift, the relic that sat in the center had now disappeared, its essence flowing into the Creature, those within would feel a forceful disturbance from whatever they had felt before. The air itself becoming thicker and harder to handle as compared to what it was like before Emette sacrificed herself. Added to that, the Creature’s body expelled a smoke-like mist. The smoke would cover its entire body, covering an area of ten yards, sucking in all forms of life and light. Only was it when the ground had been reduced to rotting soil did the smoke cease, but as it did…

The Creature was gone.

Until he wasn’t, appearing behind Vlyn. Before the male viera could even react, a pulse of ancient, death magicks flowed through him. For a moment, death seemed imminent, but as a series of seconds passed, Vlyn wouldn’t find himself knocking on Zalera’s doors but rather a combustible force, first imploded inside him that would cause him to feel a sensation akin to a bad stomach ache. Then, as it would settle for a moment, copious amounts of magick exploded on his skin, forcing him to be sent flying opposite of the Creature, possibly crashing into the wall.

And as that happened, the Creature disappeared once more, this time its body multiplying into ten separate entities. All of them surrounded Aloa, and they prepared to the very same thing. Arms were out and pulses of ancient, death magicks made their way for Aloa.