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It was disappointing to find the Magical Girls had ways to save themselves from an early fate. Disappointment, rage, anger, and malice; all were such negative emotions that spurned the Pageless and their hatred towards humanity’s defenders. The yellow eyes beamed down on Lumière’s team but no further motion was made as if the Pageless was waiting to react. It was more than enough time for their leader to break down strategy and give a quick pep talk before she led the charge once more. That one…too dangerous.

The light within Lumière was far too great to be preyed on so easily. Too dangerous. It was too dangerous to approach. And then there was the Magical Girl with the strange creature that nearly resembled one of its own kind. For some reason the Pageless felt no desire to destroy and consume her, if only as a first instinctual reaction. That left the other two, the fresh lights and stories that could be gorged upon and fed until it festered, the sweetness of tales born physically into the world. Once more the yellow eyes flickered and once again the wind howled.

However, something was off. Something had been off ever since the girls took to the skies. The closer the Magical Girls got, the fainter the eyes appeared and they never once moved. Closer and closer they approached….the two golden orbs lost their brightness and hue until at last they were revealed to only be two clusters of yellow specks all densely cluttered into each other. The revelation was no doubt puzzling especially when the wind moved again.

The attack focused in on the Lady of the Lake, the only one of the newcomers with no immediate protection. Once more the force hit her with a sharpness that left claw marks along her broom. This time the force was much slower than before, giving the Lady of the Lake a good chance to spy just what they were facing. It was more than the wind’s force tossing them about.

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An illusion. The “eyes” were only an illusion, a beacon to draw in the Magical Girls close to the Pageless. And now that they were within range their enemy was more easily seen even if it blended into the dark clouds one moment, only to reappear out the other end the next. Sharpened claws came to bear down and swipe at Captain Goodhope. It made sure to maneuver out of Thyerg’Xolys’ way to seek out its prey before sinking back into the murky clouds once more.

Indeed, Thyerg’Xolys’ words seemed to ring truer than before. This Pageless, much like the rest in recent times, was much more aggressive than usual. The cluster of specks that once made up its “eyes” suddenly burst outward in a plume of crackling display. A light show danced across the girls’ visions in an attempt to blind them. The Pageless’ true form emerged out of hiding once again to take out the Lady of the Lake once and for all with its fell claws.
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