Corryn shoved the Aegis into Pyra's arms, and leapt at Bana in a blur.

Lila blocked his punch with plated armor that formed on her forearms, before grabbing his throat and tossing him aside.

Poppi flew in after him, and caught him, and using her stability as a launch, he flew back at Bana who only watched in amusement.

Corryn clashed fists with Lila, hurting his hand, but forced tons of pressure down on her and Bana.

Kicking his ribs, virtually ignoring the weight, she grabbed Corryn's back, before slamming him down. Unfortunately, Poppi smacked her away with Corryn's distraction.

'Why is he not... using the Aegis?' Pyra wondered, watching as he continued to harm himself after everyone attempt on Lila's metal body.

'If he truly means to kill him... maybe he doesn't want that blood on our hands...' Mythra replied.

"Quit fucking hiding!" Corryn shouted, throwing a heavy haymaker with his fist shrouded in his psychic energy.

With the ether built up in his fist being released against Lila's side, she actually staggered, before Poppi tackled her away, through the glass behind them.

Corryn made use of Lila's absence and lunged at Bana, who shrieked in fear.

Corryn's powers began to spark along his palm as his hand neared Bana, but suddenly, the door Bana came through was blown off its hinges.

A door smacked Corryn off the balcony, and then a figure went on to kick it down into him, slamming him and it into the floor.

Corryn coughed up spit from the hit and glared up at the figure, but saw... legs. Pretty long ones that wore a skirt, and not much under it.

Corryn ignored that, and charged himself with ether to blow them and the door off of himself, but was suddenly yanked out from under it.

A woman in a black dress, that only went down to her knees, with a slit on both sides showing the white leotard underneath, black leggings that went up to just the center of her thighs. Her hair was short, bobbed, and white, and a black mask covered her eyes. The feathers at the ends of her sleeves were accompanied by white and black gloves, on the forearms and hands respectively.

Corryn gripped the woman's wrist as tight as he could to rip it away, finding that even she, was some form of artificial Blade as well, his psychic powers working the least on her than anyone he had ever faced.

"If you don't think we find other means of ether... you wrong." Bana laughed.

"This finest creation made in establishment. Meet Bea." Bana said, now more confident than ever.

"..." The silence of the assailant caught everyone off guard, but with his life on the line, Corryn was swift to defend himself.

Catching the Aegis he tugged mentally, he slashed down at Bea, but she dropped him and weaved away, summoning a simple katana and slashing back.

Corryn blocked, but then blocked again and again, her swiftness with a blade beyond what he was expecting compared to the other artificial Blades' more rigid movements.

Corryn was overwhelmed, getting cuts on his face, before retaliating and slashing back, clashing with her.

"Are you two gawking at her beauty?! I'm losing here!" Corryn asked in disbelief.

'I definitely was...' Mythra admit to Pyra.

"Mythra! I need speed! Nia, Dromarch! Help!" Corryn said shoving Bea away, staggering forward with a pant, his cheek and chin bleeding.

Bea flipped out of the control room, just as Poppi threw Lila back in.

"Tora, we'll leave her and Tatazo to you!" Corryn said stepping on the window, leaping out after Bea, Nia and Dromarch doing the same.

Bana quickly slipped away with Muimui, not unnoticed by Tora.

•

Corryn thrust Mythra's Aegis at Bea, but she switched her katana to a halberd and parried, slashing up at him.

Mythra blocked with her ether shield, letting Nia dash in and swing at her, but Bea flipped over, leaping off Nia's body to get behind Corryn and lunge at him.

Throwing up his own ether shield, and the Aegis, Corryn blocked and Pyra switched with Mythra, slamming the Aegis into Bea's halberd, and dematerializing it.

Bea dodged a kick from Corryn grabbing his leg and pulling it towards her, before sending two jabs to his face, elbowing his chest.

Corryn grew tired of getting hit their and tanked it, staggering on his feet, but uppercutting her with a flaming fist.

Her chin flew upward, but she flipped back, simultaneously kicking his chin, and dodging a surprise attack from Nia and Dromarch, that then hit Corryn.

Corryn was flung into a conveyor belt, doused in water, nearly unconscious.

"Corryn! I'm so—" Nia was cut off by receiving a kick to the back, sending her flying into one as well.

Bea landed, slamming an axe down towards Dromarch, but he combat it with a roar that shook the air around him, sending her sliding back.

"My lady!" He worried, rushing over to her.

"Corryn, you need to get up!" Pyra shouted, clashing with Bea's newly formed claymore, the two's strength on par with one another, but the sheer weight of the Aegis making Pyra win the clash.

Pyra nudged the sword away and landed a stab on Bea's shoulder, kicking her stomach and batting her away with the Aegis.

"Ugh... why does everything keep getting in my way!" Corryn yelled in a fit of rage, throwing himself off of the busted conveyor belt and stomping towards Bea.

'Tora?! Where's Bana?!' Corryn yelled telepathically.

'Bana headed toward Cloud Sea dock!' Tora informed, making Corryn grit his teeth as he glared at Bea.

"Nia! Dromarch!" Corryn shouted. "We're... okay!" Nia shouted back, stumbling off of a conveyor belt herself.

"Good... Let's take this show on the road. Mythra!" Corryn shouted, switching the Aegis and sprinting away, Mythra in tow. Nia hopped on Dromarch and chased after, making Bea silently sprint after the two, only able to keep pace, a dozen feet behind them.

'Tora, you on the way?' Corryn asked. 'Right behind!' Tora answered, Corryn hearing a loud thruster burst from behind them all as they rushed down the hallways.

Poppi carried Tora, but her physique was much more sleek, defined, and 'mature.' She took after her sister and now wore a maid uniform, and her pigtails were a bit longer. As well, instead of a drill for a weapon, it was now gauntlets.

Bea's chase seemed fruitless, but alas she had a mission, and she'd do her all to fulfill it.

As Corryn made the last right before running down a long corridor, where he could see the mist of the Cloud Sea, and Bana scrambling to reach the port, he sped up.

Corryn silently tossed the Aegis to Mythra and shrouded his hand in ether, flattening his hand and reeling it back.

Lunging at Bana's back, Corryn's eyes never looked more insane, yet tired at the same time.

But before he could kill him, many forces stopped him.

Bea had launched a spear at his stomach in attempts to stop him, but a whip grabbed his waist and evaded maximum damage. As well as, a massive gauntlet shielding Bana, and an axe slicing up at Corryn's torso.

Corryn received a deep cut on his hip, and a light one on his chest, making him scream in agony as Mòrag caught him.

"Agh! AHHHH!" Corryn continued to thrash around feeling what felt like a chunk of him was tore off, falling out of her arms and holding his side.

A bit shocked by his reaction, and the sheer amount of pain he must've been in, everyone watched silently—

"AAAAAAGHHHHHHH!" Corryn screamed even louder as he cauterized the wound on his hip himself, his flaming hand burning brightly.

Corryn panted, heavily breathing with tears welling in his eyes as he heaved his upper body up and down.

"I'm... going to kill all of you. ALL OF YOU!" Corryn yelled, snatching the Aegis with his powers and flaring his body with ether.

"C... Corryn." Mythra called for him.

"This kid..." A woman with black hair and Torna armor said, still more shocked he cauterized his own wound and still had the energy to even speak.

"You're all dead...! DEAD!" Corryn yelled again, the darkness around his eyes growing by the second.

Screaming into the sky, Corryn suddenly parried a stab from Bea, stomping her blade down, and slashing her back. He lunged after her and sent a stab at her chest, but she ducked and thrust a lance up at his head.

Corryn grit his teeth and threw his head up, getting a small cut on his jaw, before kneeing her nose and kicking her head back in the same motion.

"This... has become quite the situation." Mòrag said with worry. More so in Corryn than the outcome of battle.

Corryn's looked more deranged as he stood low with his allies at his side, while Mikhail and Patroka sided with Bea, their Blades making for quite the team, where one was a massive, brolic, and muscular, and the other, a combatant with similar weapon arsenal of Bea, with the implementation of a shield, all on his four arms.

"Do you have a plan, or is that too much to expect?" Mòrag asked, handing Brighid a rapier.

"Rip and tear..." Corryn mumble, but his head began to sting, and he started to force himself to calm down.

"T-Tackle their weaknesses... damage over time on the defense... defense on the offense. Dwindle them down swiftly..." Corryn said, still panting.

"Are you... okay now?" Mythra asked, still a bit flustered by his out burst.

"Sorry... I let my... emotions get the best of me." Corryn said shaking his head. "Are you certain you are suitable for battle?" Mòrag questioned.

"Hell no. But who gives a damn. There's no such thing in this industry apparently." Corryn said gripping the Aegis tightly.

"Mòrag, Brighid, handle the big guy and the blonde. Nia, Dromarch, Tora, Poppi, handle four arms. Me, Mythra, and Pyra, will assist where we can..." Corryn elaborated.

"This'll be tough..." Azurda commented.

"When isn't it...?" Corryn said bitterly, Mythra frowning at the jab.

"On three." Corryn began.

"Here they come..." Mikhail said, clenching his gauntlets.

"THREE!" Corryn yelled, sprinting alongside him comrades. Bea, Patroka, Mikhail and their Blades, rushed in as well starting the feud with battle cries.

Corryn thrust his blade at Mikhail, sending him flying despite blocking with his gauntlets.

In his place, Patroka's Blade lunged at him and slashed a semi-circular blade. Corryn was defended by Poppi (QT), smacking the sword away and punching them back.

Corryn turned his back to her, linking around her free arm and spinning around, letting Poppi and the large muscular Blade clash fists, creating a shockwave.

Mòrag lashed a whip alongside Brighid, coiling around the behemoth's arms. I'm a struggle to pull him back, flames cracking at his body, Poppi sent a barrage of punches.

Corryn and Nia circled around the four-armed Blade and Patroka, trying to find an opening.

"I'll go high, you go low!" Corryn shouted, leaping into the air with a boost of ether.

Corryn flipped forward in a blur, spinning his blade with a high pitched whistle as he slashed at the four-armed Blade.

Nia matched his speed, water flowing from her disks as she lunged for them as well.

The two began their onslaught of attacks, slashing and dodging its own, landing very little hits, whereas the Blade simply held them off.

Patroka scoffed at them, lining up a blast of ether cannon at Nia. "Damn, Traitor..." She mumbled, firing.

Corryn plunged down at the four-armed Blade, but was blocked by its axe before hearing a deafening whistle as well.

Throwing Mythra the Aegis, Corryn weave through the Blade's arms, dodging the vertical slash of its circular sword and switched with a leaping Nia, taking control of the ether and turning it green.

"What?! Celestites can do that?!" She shouted.

"Poppi, switch!" Corryn yelled, making the massive amount of Ether coil around his entire arm.

Corryn and Poppi dashed past each other, switching opponents.

"Pyra!" Corryn called for, switching his element to Fire and setting his arm a blaze, a green and red flame burning.

"Mòrag, keep him down! This should do it!" Corryn shouted, running with all his might.

Unfortunately, Corryn forgot about Bea.

Spinning on his heel and back flipping over the slash of a claymore, Corryn used his free hand to assist his fall and land properly, backpedaling towards the restrained Blade.

"Corryn! He's getting... loose!" Mòrag shouted, trying to plant her feet but to no avail.

"Damnit! Mythra, you're gonna hate me!" Corryn said calling for her as he leaned out of the way of several stabs and jabs of a spear.

"What the hell are you thinking...?" Mythra asked, blocking a thrust from Bea.

Corryn leapt off of the ether shield, flipping upward, before changing his element to Light.

With the build up of ether around his hand, Corryn aimed his finger at the muscular Blade while upside down.

"Die." Corryn muttered, gathering more with the last breath and firing a thin yellow and green laser.

Too little, too late, because Mòrag and Brighid lost their hold on the Blade, and he blocked his core crystal with his his arms— the blast engulfing it completely regardless.

Forgetting that Mythra held the sword, she appeared behind the Blade and cleaved straight through, a thin line of light leaking from the cut, diagonal through its body.

It dematerialized into its core crystal, making Mikhail's gauntlets disappear.

"No! My Blade!" Mikhail cried, having never recovered from when Corryn sent him into a wall.

Corryn slowed his descent with a surge of his powers, falling on his back softly.

Still in the heat of battle, a whip wrapped around his torso as Bea slashed down at his legs.

Sending pellets of light at Bea, she blocked and parried each one as Corryn was yanked up by Mòrag.

"Now, we overwhelm them. Should be easy enough, but the artificial Blade is tougher than she seems." Corryn said with a sigh, feeling a lot more sluggish.

"Let's finish this quickly. We need to properly treat you." Mòrag muttered, letting him stand.

"Pyra!" Corryn called, the Aegis switching to crimson as Pyra appeared.

"Let's go!" Corryn urged, the four rushing in to assist Nia, Dromarch, Tora, and Poppi.

The four-armed Blade was quickly overwhelmed. It couldn't block enough hits, and was unable to even retaliate, before Nia spun and slashed it leg, bringing it down before Brighid coiled her whip around its neck, Tora uppercutting its chin, and Corryn and Pyra sent a steam of fire straight through its core crystal, sending right back to that same state.

Unable to even react, Patroka's ether canon dispersed just as her Blade, making her look at her hands in disbelief.

"You guys... really don't know what strength in numbers is." Corryn said between breaths.

"You... you pieces of trash!" Patroka screamed. "How dare you destroy my beloved weapon?! I'll tear you all to pieces! I'll slaughter you all! Shred you where you stand!"

A deep red aura surged around her, and began shoving everyone back but Corryn.

Corryn began to meet that aura with his own green one, flaring with ether just like her, the two flaring colors clashing.

"Stop! You can't use that here, Patroka!" Mikhail warned.

"She's matching his power...! Just who is this girl?!" Mòrag questioned, readying for another fight, but Brighid stopped her. "Hold on a moment! Let him handle this!" Brighid exclaimed.

Corryn rose his hand in anger, trembling from the power she emit, so he increased his ether at the same rate she did.

Corryn aimed his palm at Patroka, just as someone placed a hand on his shoulder.

Suddenly, all the red began to flow and pour into him, turning into green and amplifying his own power.

"This power...?! It can't be... You Indoline scum!" Mikhail cursed, glaring at who stood by Corryn's side.

A woman in a white robe and wide red pants, a yellow sash floating around her head and arms, holding a staff that was assisting Corryn in whatever process he was going through.

"My body... no, did you say Indol?!" Patroka asked weakly, falling to her knees.

"We're clearly outmatched. We're getting out of here." Mikhail muttered, throwing Patroka under his arm. Patroka began thrashing around as Mikhail ran for the Cloud Sea.

"You're not getting away!" Mòrag shouted, sprinting after them.

From underneath the coulds, the Monoceros revealed itself, already sailing away.

"It was right there the whole time?!" Nia said in disbelief.

A single spiral was fired from its turret, aimed directly at Mòrag. Corryn appeared in front of her with darkness completely surrounding the area around his eyes and just above his nose, green orbs sparking with no other hue visible. Pure ether trailed from his eyes as he held the spiral in place, before closing his hand, making it crumple and deform.

"Thank..." Mòrag trailed off watching Corryn fall to his knees, and pass out.

She decided to carry him, and turned to the newest arrival.

"Fan La Norne." Mòrag addressed. "Goddess of the Praetorium... to what do we owe this pleasure?" Brighid asked with respect.

"Fan...?" Mythra asked, switching with Pyra.