Jenso glared at Shaidra, gritting his teeth as he seared the wounds shut on his shoulders to stop the bleeding. "That's right! And guess what? "You'll never fill the void within yourself. You'll never find meaning again." He spoke coldly, remaining wary of Shaidra's movements as she circled him.

She paused and tilted her head to the side, confused by his words. "No meaning," She grunted, "There is no meaning."

"Shaidra, you must feel bad that you couldn't protect Teshra back when you were a scientist, right? The man stormed off after you sided with Nexus, and you left him by himself. That's how all this happened, and that's why you're no longer the great scientist that you used to be." Jenso stated, with a smirk. "Nobody will be jealous about your eyes, now. After all, you have nothing left."

Shaidra took a step back and snarled angrily. "Teshra," she growled. Her posture loosened and her eyes became clearer, behind the smokey black film that covered them. "Where...What?" She slowly straightened her stance and pressed the knuckles of her right hand into her chest gently. "Shaidra." Her eyes were unsure. The smoke faded further, revealing streaks of blue light that ran from the edges of her eyes, to her pupils, for moments at a time. "There you are. He found me for it... The..." She thrashed herself back and fourth and dropped back to the ground. "She will learn, sooner or later, or she will become another worthless peon like the rest of them." Shaidra snarled and began stepping forwards, conjuring her elongated triple-set claws. The ground beneath her crumbled and faded. at the same time Jenso's sealed wounds began to throb painfully.

Jenso glared at Shaidra, as his wounds began to throb. Were his bones and skin about to rot from the inside, too? Jenso began to channel Ki within his body towards the wounds, and jumped further back. Ki violently erupted from the wounds afterwards, in an attempt to force the Void energy out of his body. He coated his fists in Arki afterwards, and smirked at her. His stance remained resolute, despite everything. "Is this really how you want to live your life? You used to be a reknowned scientist with a great reputation. You intended to create a hole in space-time to help others, right? Yet...this is how it turned out. Into the Order, that leaves destruction in it's wake using that power."

Shaidra slowed her pace to a stop and looked at Jenso with a great deal of worry. Her claws shrunk down, but didn't disappear entirely. "No meaning," She insisted, "No meaning. Learn. Push. Write. No meaning." She growled and stood back up and two feet, clutching her head. "Shaidra, subject. Erase. Reform. Become chaos." She began tapping on the side of her head with one fist lightly.

Jenso nodded in response. "That's right. There is no meaning to anything." He stated coldly. "Hence why you took your own life when the Tower where you and Yzeira met, dissapeared. Isn't that right? And you left Nexus behind. It didn't matter." He spoke in a monotone voice, more in the way of stating a fact rather than an insult.

Shaidra crept backwards. She pulled one of her delicate hands upwards and pointed at Jenso, her eyes streaking viciously with colour."Wrong. That's wrong. I didn't take it," She paused and her stance straightened a little more. "That's not why... How... You're w... Wrong..." Her eyes were clouded again. Shaidra stepped back further and dropped down to her knees, clasping her ears. The sky above them began to toss and turn, like the air itself was folding to account for so much empty space. Dark shades of black whirled and looped through openings in the fabric of space, and the ground beneath them began to quake.

Bruce and Alvios witnessed the same disastrous effects as their dimensions began to fall apart.

"Whe-Want-We are not- I am not! Stop!" Shaidra planted her hands into the ground and encompassed her entire body in a vicious black smoke. The silhouette of her void energy took the form of a feral beast, and she charged towards him, her ethereal mouth wide open.

Jenso glared at Shaidra as she charged at him. A burst of flames erupted from behind his heels, as he dashed further to the right to avoid Shaidra's charge and to steer clear of the smoke at incredible speeds. "Flame dash..." He muttered. It was a technique that he could only use once in a long while. He looked over his shoulder to see what Shaidra was doing. It seemed like something serious was happening to his dimension, and Jenso had no intention of stopping.

"What you're doing is pointless. You will not be able to unravel the mysteries of the universes this way, like you have done in the past. You no longer hold all the answers for many, will no longer feel endlessly succesful as scientist. Regardless, even if you could, it would still mean nothing. You will never be able to change what happened between Teshra, you and Nexus." He spoke coldy.

Shaidra stomped hard on the ground behind where Jenso stood. Everything began to evaporate, until the two of them were standing on a single patch of earth, above a massive storm of void beneath them. "Tha-That's why," She paused and her aura dimmed down. She turned to face Jenso again, moving forward slowly as if to struggle against unrelenting winds. "Shaidra, you are Shaidra. You are Shaidra. You will become it, that which serves to reveal all."

Jenso continued on, despite everything going on. This may be it, the final push. "You no longer have the scientific mind that you once had, when you contained and discovered a type of energy, which is now known as Arki. You can't fill the void within your own soul. You will never be able to find meaning, as there is none. And you will never be able to understand the Void now, with your current mind set, no matter what you do." Jenso spoke coldly.

Shaidra's body went still. She stood out like a statue as forceful winds began to tear across their floating platform. Her dark aura blew away with the winds. "No," she whispered, "It never meant anything." The world around him faded away in a whirl of cascading energy, and Shaidra's body faded into a puff of smoke. Jenso lost consciousness for what seemed like a second only for him to drop back into the hall that he entered from. His friends did the same, by his side in a line along the flat ground of a circular room. The realms they had been entrapped in had vanished.

Above the three of them stood Shaidra, semi-lucid with streaks of blue energy lining the iris' of her dark eyes. She stared at her hands, clenching them periodically.

"Hmmm," The low rumble of Zelriane's hoarse hum echoed from one end of the room. A short quake resounded from the opposite side. Rajaka stood with his arms crossed.

"How 'bout that?" He grunted with a wide grin, shining through his mask.

Rajaka and Zelrian stood in place, but just as quickly as they had entered, their confident composure shattered. Rajaka's smile drooped and he loosened his grip on both biceps. Zelriane's usually narrowed eyes widened, and his pupils vibrated. He spun his neck to the side, Rajaka mimicking his motion.



Outside of the tower, Jeff and Oswald were under siege. The orbs conjured by Yzeira bolted towards him like cannon balls, each carrying enough destructive power to evaporate their bodies on contact.



"The time for games and experiments has ended," Zelriane grunted, darting his eyes towards the three disoriented heroes, "This time, we don't hold back." Rajaka grit his teeth and slammed his knuckles against his left pectoral.

"Gotchya," He growled, "Find my happy place."

"Your happy place." Rajaka growled, pulled a small herb from his pocket, and swallowed it whole.

"My happy place."

Alvios took about half a second to reorient himself. He wanted to ask Jenso what had happened between him and Shaidra, and how she destroyed their prison dimensions.

Little bit less important than the yellow devil and green blur that had been...waiting for them? Guarding them? Who the hell knew why they were here. Didn't matter much; they were here, and that was bad.

He took a short breath through his nose, and forced himself to smirk a little at Rajaka and Zelriane. "Ah, Rajaka and Zelriane. I don't believe we've been properly introduced." As he spoke, he shot Jenso a get the fuck out of here look. From what he knew about the two, Rajaka had overwhelming power and unlimited durability, and Zelriane was extremely fast.

Jenso and Jeff, bigger, badder, and dialed up waaay past 11 on the "You're Fucked" measurement scale. He would worry about how to escape himself later. He just knew Jenso had to progress.

Jenso scrambled onto his feet, coating his fists in a layer of Arki. It seemed like the Order had finally identified them as a real threat. He began to channel Arki energy into the ground with his feet, and noticed the stairs that led up to Ada's room. That was where he needed to go, but Rajaka and Zelriane would certainly make things more difficult. He began to charge up Arcane within his left hand. 'Arcane should be incredibly effective against Rajaka, but...' Jenso thought, noticing Alvios's glance. It certainly told him to 'GET DA FOK OUT'. Jenso felt the same. The whole point of escaping the Dimensions was to reach Yzeira, after all. He feigned as if he was going to rush up the stairs, waiting to see how Rajaka and Zelriane would respond.

Bruce had first been meditating in a pocket dimension, then asleep and in a realm with his two companions, then the pocket dimension fell apart, and now he was back in his universe. His disorientation was more than slight.

His senses sharpened when he felt the atmosphere change as a result of two Order members putting on their game faces. Almost reflexively, he spread his stance, placing himself between the green and yellow masked men and Jenso.

"Seems like something's changed," Bruce said quietly. He darted his eyes between Alvios and Jenso. He cursed in his head- regardless of how they divided up, someone would be left on their own. His skin darkened a shade, entering his Sage state.

"If you want to avoid the yellow one's instant death bomb, avoid talking too much," Bruce said to Alvios, speaking so quickly that his words threatened to meld together into incoherence. He summoned his chains around his body, wrapping them around his limbs beneath his clothes. "As for the green one... just don't get hit."

Not the most helpful advice, but it was all he could give. Bruce glanced behind him at Jenso.

"And you need to go."

Bruce insisted in a tone that left no room for argument, even from one stubborn as Jenso.

The sage stood in disbelief for a moment as his buster got downright obliterated right before his eyes, gritting his teeth angrily and clenching his fist tightly before turning his attention back to Yziera, the wind sage quickly kicked a wind board to Dacer and had it carry him away to dodge past the spheres as they came after him and Oz. Overall at this speed, the spheres seemed easy enough to dodge though Jeff made sure to keep his distance in case they felt like exploding or something worse. "I deserve this? After all of the similar and if not even more gruesome deeds she has done, I'd say both of you deserve that if not twice more. If you expected peace out of us, perhaps you should have thought to use similar methods yourself instead of sending your lackeys to destroy and murder at will."

The sage once more began to recharge his wind cannons while considering his options. 'Okay so fighting him head on here might be bad.. given I do have Oz.. and taking him out here could solve many problems... if its even manageable by us. Still need to get Dacer to safety too, I rather not let him die after all this mess.'

Time to consider was not theirs. Oz quickly pointed his hand at each incoming orb, firing off a small black bolt into each. The orbs swelled, threatening to explode before quickly collapsing in on themselves. They popped one after the other until each completely collapsed in on itself leaving small motes of black energy that faded as well.

Oz projected force energy against his left arm, making it move regardless of the damage he'd received. He would need everything he had to do this and in order to completely focus he needed no distractions. He glanced toward Jeff as the sage made his actions to save Dacer. "Jeff, I need you to go. Get the others together. I think that last attack was slow on purpose. He's pissed but I still think he's probing weakness." Oz started to project a wall of energy in front of himself, but he watched Jeff closely too. Yzeira was unlike the other order members in one most dangerous way. He didn't need to be near you to cause damage. Hell, his attacks were quick too. There wasn't any telling what he could do at close range as well. To blast the hesitation out of his companion Oz turned his head and shouted. "Go, now!"

Yzeira's eyes narrowed as his spheres were neutralise. "I made Jenso an express offer, a relatively peaceful offer. You chose to collectively spit in the face of my generosity as a response. Generosity which you and your pitiful little planet never deserved in the first place. Now you have the gall, you have the audacity to accuse and chatter on about things that you clearly don't understand. Listen closely now you trifling rodent." He glared at Jeff as more orbs began to slink away from his body, surrounding him with a variable mine-field of reddish energy. "You deserve this. You require a reminder of your worthlessness, as does every last blathering idiot on this forsaken rock. I will be your judge, jury and executioner on this day. You will vanish in an ungraceful flash of impudence, just like your equally worthless contraptions, and the poor misguided souls that followed your moronic notion of heroism to their deaths." Yzeira's eyes looked forwards, past Jeff and Oswald as his energy continued to spread outwards, moving to cover a scope of roughly 20 meters in diameter. "But if it pleases you, you are both very welcome to probe me for weakness." Several of the orbs moved forward again, curving around and moving towards Jeff and Oz from all sides, in an attempt to pincer them in place.



"Explanation over," Zelriane spat, whilst appeared between the three heroes with one hand on the ground. The energy that Jenso channelled downwards was overwhelmed by the green aura that Zelriane used to counteract it, consuming and destroying his Arki mere moments after it had left his body. Rajaka Stepped into Jenso's perceived path and slammed his fists together, launching a shock-wave across the entire room. It wasn't powerful enough to cause serious injury, but without a proper anchor, it packed enough of a punch to knock all three of the fighters off their feet. Zelriane moved swiftly towards Alvios, a blur that defied his vision, before striking fourth with his right palm, coated in his Agoniki.

It took Alvios a moment to register that Zelriane had even moved, but instinct kicked in once he had, and he jumped away from the green Order member. Annoyingly fortunate, Rajaka had decided to send a shock wave towards the trio, which just blew Alvios even further away once he had left the ground. He tumbled through the air for a moment before halting his momentum with a small discharge of Ki, landing on his feet at the end of it all.

"Bruce, don't go wild. We should fall back and regroup." Alvios looked up at the confused Shaidra, still staring at her hands. An idea crossed him; maybe he could give them something else to worry about.

"Do you have your name back, Alexis?"