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[h3]--Eyes of the Storm--[/h3]

[@Sonnambula] [@Ponn] [@Villamvihar]

[color=feec96][b]"Hmmm..."[/b][/color] Blue irises shifted up as she felt the telltale signs of droplets falling on her hair and skin, and so began the most common type of weather in Greater London, although her magical senses informed that there was something... off with this particular rain, like it was heralding the arrival of the anathema of all things good and bright. [color=feec96][b]"Pageless..."[/b][/color] Lucette murmured even before she caught visual confirmation of the looming pair of eyes partially veiled by the foggy clouds above; in doing so, she practically confirmed Olivia's musing, Wilhelmina's worry, and Nessie's zeal.

In a pseudo-hiveminded tandem with the group, Lucette grasped the winged golden pendant resting on her sternum, muttering a barely-audible prayer in Hebrew, then tilted her head up slightly, eyes closed, and her hair and clothes fluttered as a gust of supernatural wind lifted her feet a few inches off the grassy ground; swirls of bright auric light enveloped the old magical girl as her mundane apparel disintegrated into golden particles, leaving her bare for a brief moment before the very same light coalesced to shape her pure white-gold seraphic ensemble. The moment she opened her eyes, the dark circles where her pupils should be were now glowing white.  

She extended a gloved right arm forward, [color=feec96][b]"Metatron."[/b][/color] before summoning eight pieces of golden-teal obelisks, they floated in a surrounding formation around her before forming up into a pair of wings, each composed of four pieces. 

Her transformation completed, Lumiere turned at her students, pleased that all three of them were all ready for battle. [color=feec96][b]"Not as 'interesting' as my doppelganger, so far anyway, let's see what it has in store for us, hmm?"[/b][/color] She chuckled once at the Lady of the Lake before turning at Captain Goodhope [color=feec96][b]"I hereby swear to protect the stories of humanity to my last breath."[/b][/color] She enunciated her oath as the good captain's blessing flowed into her body, then last but not least, she addressed Ethereal Rose and Eldritch Master of Xhar'doth's plan, [color=feec96][b]"If Goodhope is willing, she can ride on Xolys' back or on Lady of the Lake's broom... for we will not stay on the ground to engage this Pageless."[/b][/color]

Whether there were curious stares directed her way or not, Lumiere would explain regardless, [color=feec96][b]"The Apex Pageless resided in the clouds, not here, and we will certainly not risk any civilian lives waiting for it to descend... [i]if[/i] it would ever descend. Therefore, blessed heroines, as the group with the most flight-capable magical girls out of the two, it behooves us to utilize our ability where our comrades lacked."[/b][/color] With that said, she would wait until Wilhelmina came to a decision on her method of transport, though her expression and body language urged her to not dally for every second was precious. 

After a decision was reached, Lumiere would nod with a finality to it before soaring up on obelisk wings of gold, making sure to keep her pace with the slowest member to not leave anyone behind. Their destination? The twin golden eyes of the storm.

From the clouds it came, and in the clouds too shall it be purified.