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Ysolda's chanting was interrupted by a loud hissing sound and the roar of fire that erupted from the head of the large machine. It was initially similar to the explosives that the thing had launched at her... but almost instantaneously she realized it was both larger and faster, not to mention oddly shaped. It resembled the sky-ships that the Realm would send against the forces of the North, back on her home plane of Creation. She would have to be sure, and activated one of her only sense-enhancement charms "Spirit-Detecting Glance.". This would allow her to see if there was any life force within the sky-ship.

Indeed, the pilot of the extremely large Warstrider (what Mechs are called in Creation) was fleeing the scene. Unforgivable... Unheard of... He would end so many lives and then flee the presence of a Lawbringer?! While unable to hurl the spell she had initially been preparing far enough to strike the coward, she could use her anger and hatred to curse his very existence. Her anima actually died down for a moment, then flared back up with hints of a foul black and crimson throughout the gold, silver, and purple. She would not be taken so lightly... and this bastard would forever remember the day he met her.

A single word, imbued with all of her negative emotions toward this horrible person, was spoken and empowered with a significant amount of essence. The man, woman, or creature at the helm of the ship would hear murmurs of this word within their mind... and almost immediately feel the effects of the black curse. Its strength would soon start to falter, its mind would weaken and wither, its stamina and durability would chip away, its social skills would crumble, and even things that it had learned in life would become harder to grasp. Ysolda had heard of other beings using this curse in Creation. It was a terrible thing that damaged everything about a person, but fatalities were rare.

Unfortunately, just after Ysolda uttered the foul curse... the machine whose leg she was clinging to began to explode.The immediate blast tore through the mech itself and rended it into many large pieces. The large plate that the Solar had been holding onto slammed into her body with extreme force. Her anima and the God-Forged Champion of War absorbed the majority of the impact force, but she would definitely be sore in the morning. Then came the heat, the shockwave, and the main force of the multiple simultaneous explosions. Already pressed against the leg-plate, the Solar was sent careening into the air.

The plate itself became red-hot from the nuclear force as it tore through the sky, further pressing the endurance of Ysolda's defenses. She was holding up, but the heat was getting to her. Blisters were starting to form on her skin almost immediately. She would survive the burns thanks to her medical abilities, but then the shockwave caught up with both the plate and the Solar. It hit her body with the force of a building falling on her. Half a second after its impact, Ysolda would choke up blood, which spattered on her face due to the extreme velocity at which she was traveling. Not even her armor and anima could absorb all the force that the explosion created.

She invoked even further reflexive defenses, honed by her centuries of combat experience. "Iron Skin Concentration" was a poor name for the charm, as it implied one needed to concentrate. However, it was simply an ability that could be activated with but a thought and a small amount of essence. This further increased her defenses against the damage of the shockwave, the heat, and the force of the large plate pressing forcefully against her body.

After a few seconds (that felt like an eternity), she was launched free of the explosion itself. Her body was burned, her organs were damaged by the shockwave, and the plate she had somehow been sheltered behind was quickly approaching the ground. She had no choice but to slam into the earth at high speed. Her anima and God-Forged Champion of War would absorb a large part of the force. To further lessen the damage, a blast from the Medium Essence Cannon on the GFCoW's shoulder would break up the solid rock and earth into a softer area of pulverized dust and dirt just before impact. It would pain her severely, but she would survive. She would live to fight another day.

Nearly dead, covered in burns, bruises, and dirt, and unable to save or avenge the lives of the people in the city that was now a few kilometers away... Ysolda had no other option but to lay there and allow her medical charms to speed her healing. The combination of "Wound-Mending Care Technique" and "Instant Treatment Methodology" would save her a lot of time in healing, especially given that not an hour prior, she had used "Body-Mending Meditation". She would be back on her feet in as little as an hour. The pain during healing would be no less pleasant, but survival was not always a pleasing journey.

( Motes Spent: 33m, 4wp. 0 Personal, 33 Peripheral. Motes Remaining: 0/34 Personal, 35/80 Peripheral. Remaining Willpower: 2/10 )

End of "Scene" effects: God-Forged Champion of War dissipates, Anima Banner reduces intensity and returns to normal.

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