[h2][center][color=crimson]Lorelai[/color][/center][/h2]
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Sudden was best way of describing events in with the cathedral, and they were all sparked by the catalyst that was yet another Legend Relic. It hadn't even afforded them a moments wonder in its radiance before it sprang to life of its own accord. The Abyssal Knight wretched from the force of all  the air in the room being sucked into the divot in the floor, and were it not for the speedy response of Asgard she may have perished before there was every a chance to recover her wits. Yet as things stood, Lorelai recovered her breath despite the lack of ambient air and took the relic in hand.

[color=crimson]"What?!"[/color] The series of unfortunate events transpired beyond any involved parties control. All but one of the windows were shattered in a cacophony of glass that rained down upon those present, the shrapnel bouncing off of Lorelai's armor to leave the floor a glittering minefield. Seeing the panes she'd so ardently tried to preserve shatter was an apt metaphor for Antonia's betrayal now laid bare with the introduction of the city guard. 

It didn't cut as deep as Lorelai expected. Perhaps she was becoming numb to the constant destruction of all that she held precious. The notoriously, cute fox girls weren't even worth any of Lorelai's attention, as everything would become a mute point if the rampaging relic continued to absorb the air around them and overwhelmed Asgard's countermeasure. 

[color=crimson]We...came here seeking aid...[/color] The Abyssal Knight spat through clenched teeth, rising to stand facing the approaching soldiers and Farris with the Purple Relic clutched in her grasp. [color=crimson]"Time and time again, my loyalty has been spurned. Knights of Ragnarok, Generals, and now the Chantry. All have turned on us, but we are not the traitors! [b][i]Not us!"[/i][/b][/color]

Now was the time for Lorelai to be within her element, casting aside puzzles and schemes for the savagery of combat. There was no need to agonize over how she could possibly succeed against the numerous soldiers before them when the means was already in hand. The Abyssal Knight poured her mana into the rampaging relic, hoping to curtail its outburst and bring forth the armament of a legend from halcyon days far gone.

[@TheWindel][@KoL][@TheFake]