Come on! Come on! No, no, no, no, no, no!

Flashing back into the sky, I contain my pain within the volts of my boltish body and zap into another cloud. Whatever is going on around me, the skies are becoming increasingly packed and I do not have the strength to force my place here. Gasping out with a shiver, my body shifts back to normal. Tired, I groan my way back into a crippled display of the sky's power.

The clouds ahead motion forward, widening the gap between where I am and them. The gap closes and those I am within move with it. My senses look back where my eyes cannot and my mind goes wayward. Brewbrt is all over the land and as high as the heavens can go, it's all him.

"B-Bre-wbrrrrt...!?" I struggle to speak through my electric lips before I shoot to the ground. At the very least, even blind, my spell causes me to have natural inclinations as to where I should go. This is still here even with my vision gone, my eyes gouged. My hands pat the heated metal earth until I find something that can help me up.

Turning the way of the silver-afflicted wind, my jaw drops at how immense this gathering of magic really is. A spell name comes to mind, the Emperor Hurricane Bomb, that which he used to finish off that sea-dragon king. Not just one of them, hundreds, no, thousands! All falling from the sky to bring the end of days...

I'm too close.

"Mother..." I breathe as I turn away towards the feeling of growing love, there's magic in here I know, I know it. It has to be her!

My back lights up and a quickening rumble shakes my fingers.

"NO!" I snap, turning back towards where Brewbrt is fighting. My arms turn meek and my legs and back weaker. Falling to my knees, I stare at the horrifying sight my sense still allow me to see. A tree... No, a mushroom, a mushroom shape is rising so quickly and so grandly as if it intends to blot out the sky.

I cry in pain, my back suddenly on the ground as the feeling of a harsh shove swells my muscles!

I need to move, I need to move now... I launch for the sky the moment the ground falls out from underneath my feet. This blast is so powerful, how is Brewbrt able to use such power!? What kind of foe demands it...?

Desperately clinging to the clearing skyline with as much strength as I can put into my little shocking fingers, I scream. An unstoppable force is driving me straight into a bastion the work of a hundred men. I need to find an opening and get in there before I am crushed. Come on Einervaene, think!

A weak spot, some chink in the armour, anything, anything at all, by the gods and goddesses let me be a rodent in its hole... There!

Striking down with all the power in me, I force my way under the sealing shield and crash up through the melting ground. Swearing from the excitement, I throw myself away from the heat and cover my eyes reactively. Carefully focusing on my senses, I tune them down so I do not lose another set of means to view the world. Yet, even like this, I can still feel and hear the howls of the wind, the tearing up of the land.

"What did you do..." I gasp, my mind slowing down as I find myself looking at the blast once again. It's still growing with no chance of stopping, the ground underneath buckles and jumps like a tussling ship. Putting a hand to my mouth, my tears start to quiver, a sinister build-up threatening to spill. The other brings my legs in and I shake, trembling as my tears border on screaming.

He didn't keep his promise, he's not coming back, there's no way he'd use such power if had a chance. Not once did he cast it, every bit he had is raining from the sky still and they're blowing up further and further down. The All-Coast is no doubt breaking apart as if a lethal storm is flying over with waves the size of mountains rolling away. What did he do...

"WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE, GIRL!?" some man aggressively spits before the sound of his armour alerts me to what he is. Crawling away, I end up running into him and his grip tightens.

"H-Help me..." I beg him as I have no one else to turn to.

"Gods look at you, come, come." he explains, calming down as I cover my sore eyes once again. I blink out of instinct and then keep blinking as something disturbs the black I have been forced to endure. A white dot at the end of my vision, two of them.

"Why did yo- Come, bring her here." someone else says as he grabs me from the other side so they can in turn hoist me over what feels like a fence or part of a structure.

"Where am I...?" I ask, securing my grip on what seems to be a bar in front of me.

"A damn near lucky place." one of the two men breathes with sounds that seem to be prayerful. Following the lightning magic in the area, my eyes arrive on a golden sight and I blink in confusion.

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"L-Ligh..." I start to mutter before shaking my head as there's no way it can be him.

"Lord Burspharosa, I must again point out why we need to leave!" someone in the distance hisses loudly as the need for my native power to be used decreases. Whoever this man of gold is, he's handling it, he can handle it. Footsteps march closer to us.

"Silence. You two, who is this?" this Lord Burspharosa questions and I turn his way with the help of my senses. His name...

"You..." I mutter.

"It's you." he goes much the same as I rise to my feet, aggressively wobbling his way until an arm stops me.

"WHERE IS SHE!?" I scream as I turn to my lightning-form for strength and safety. The men grabbing me jump away with searing pain and I latch onto the man as he name becomes clear. Burspharosa, he's the one who's been doing this, the reason I've had to flee my home and now come back as I am now. My vision, my childhood and all the friends I have made and lost over the years.

It all roots from him!

"You are the Lady-Heir... You shouldn't have come here." Burspharosa says as he takes my arm into his as if I am his lady at a ball or dance. Focusing my magic does nothing and the motions of his outline seem to say he is shaking his head.

"Where is my mother..." I demand to know as my magic switches off, its pointlessness clear to me by now.

"Not far, I am taking you before her." he explains and chains rattle, someone is shuffling close.

"E-E-Ein... Einervaene...?" a weak voice sobs and I stand still, blankfaced for the moment as my mind is renewed with life. This voice, this voice...

"M-Mother!?" I question, crying uncontrollably as I stumble out of Burspharosa's grip and into the harsh crudeness of the cage containing Mother. Slipping my arms in, I find a mature body and I hug it tight as the apparentness of her chained nature becomes clear.

"MY LITTLE GIRL! MY LITTLE GIRL... DON'T YOU... Don't you ever leave again, do you hear me? Do you...!?" she sobs alongside me as she tries her best to pecker me with kisses and long-missed love. My crying comes to a stop and I simply smile at the warmth I am able to feel. The way she holds me even now, how she plays with my hair and kisses my head. This is her... After so long, I am finally back in her arms and she is in mine.

I missed her so narrowly when I got home but I got here in time now, I got here in time...

"I am here to save you!" I finally manage to get out as I perk up, banging the bars in the process. She rubs the potential bruise and keeps my broken gaze on her.

"What did they do to you...? What did that vile, cruel bastard do to you?" she asks, grinding her teeth against the sealing magic of her chains as she tries to heal my eyes. I stop her and blink again as the dot grows, the fuzzy clearness makes my heart race faster than it already was.

A hand touches my shoulder.

"DON'T YOU TOUCH HER! LET GO OF HER! UNCHAIN ME RIGHT NOW SO I CAN GUT YOU, YOU BASTARD!" my mother howls with all she has as what can only be Burspharosa pulls me up back to my feet.

"Please... You can have our lands and our wealth... Just let me have my mother, please!" I beg of this man as he gently guides me to stand somewhere away from Mother.

"You should've stayed across the sea." he tells me mournfully.

"I can't just leave my mother's ailing health in your cruel hands!" I snap, hopefully spitting on his face in the process. Burspharosa sighs and steps away, a confident straightness to his outlined steps.

"Members of the court and those here to observe, though not planned, the Bosphama Lady-Heir is now before us." Burspharosa calls out to the crowd and the whispers grow to a deafening degree even with the ground quaking so ominously.

My hand fills with magic as the reckless desire to rush for Mother and shoot out of here sticks to my heart.

"As you can see, my efforts of the past years are true, gaze one and all. Turn your eyes onto her tainted power, the signs of her bastard blood!" he calls out, taking my hand as it zaps with the preliminaries of my efforts. I stop and turn Mother's way as she continues to shed tears. I share in her behaviour and rabidly try to evict my arm out of this man's grip. He lets go.

"You lay a hand on her..." I hiss as I sense him putting some distance between us. He stops at something and his visage is warped by an object.

"With these crimes all coming together, is there anyone who would speak on her behalf as if she is more innocent than she appears? Is there anyone who will act on her behalf?" Burspharosa asks everyone present and none answer him. There are only more whispers. I can see it now... That vile smirk on his lips, the tantalisingly close delight of finally getting what he wants after so much cruelty...

"YOU HURT HER, I DARE YOU ALL! YOU SEE THAT MAGIC OUT THERE!? THAT WHICH HAS YOU ALL SHIVERING IN FEAR!? THAT'S OUR FRIEND, SKY-BOMBER BREWBRT, ONE OF THE GREATEST WITCHES IN ALL OF JHERIKRA AND HE IS BLOODYING THAT THUNDER-SHOGUN OUT THERE, DO YOU HEAR ME!?" I scream viciously, smashing down whatever I am up against with my magic until Burspharosa grabs and restrains me. One hand cups my head and keeps itself there even as I spark with as much as my body will let me.

"Please, Lady-Heir...? Einervaene Bosphama. Please, do not make this harder than it needs to be. The gods have made their choice and she will die, your mother is not long for this life. Use this time wisely and go and make peace with her as we finish our formalities." he explains to me quietly as if he is my father himself. I snort and spit again, stumbling back Mother's way until bars ring and conduct within my trembling grip. Sliding to my knees, Mother is not there to greet me and I hear a key turn.

"The Lady-Heir's mother, as per her request with the Priestess of Aahtha shall be allowed time with her daughter before her execution!" what must be a judge calls out as all sorts of conversation starts to erupt behind. Mother wraps her partially freed arms around me and pulls me in, her features quiet.

"It's alright, I am here, Einervaene... I am here..." she tries to gently sing against my ear as I hopelessly slump against her, the irons still on her wrist digging against my back.

"But you won't be." I speak with a hollow voice as thunder rumbles loudly as if it is calling out to me. I press my ear deeper against Mother so that I can hear her heartbeat instead, her erratic, terrified heart. A sigh can't help but escape my depressing body.

"Shhhh... My little, precious Einervaene, do not look ahead, think only of now. Only of my loving kisses and warm hugs." she struggles to tell me as I return the motion she is comforting me with. My brow goes down as I feel her trembling and I blink again with increasing rapidity until the blackness is gone completely. I can nearly see again.