Gate of Memoirs/N'an-Xin Strikes Back

N'an-Wang-Mu finally joins the fray, but Saerenthis is unfazed.
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Music: "Source Hall"	Music: "Source Hall"
 	
*The Naga's stone idol cracks and bursts with eldritch energy, crumbling into dust.
*With a high-pitch shriek, the dread aura draped over the Abysstouched abruptly shatters, 
*causing them to crumple limp and broken on the cold cavern floor.
 	
*Saskya crouches over one of them, her face grim as she studies its body.
*Saskya: How did they get in here? The barrier shouldn't have been...
 	
*Tevarius: That idol they planted in the rock...their deep goddess...
*Tevarius: Tsovinar...She comes.
*Tevarius: It won't be long before the tide breaks.
 	
*Sero-Anya's murderous intent subsides shortly after the battle, but unlike her previous outbursts,
*she seemed to be have better control over the Voidbringer lurking within her.
*Sero-Anya: We should hurry to the surface. We don't...have much time.
 	
*Saskya: Leave these fiends here. I won't have them return to whatever unholy deity spawned them.
 	
*As the trio prepare to make their way out, Tevarius kneels down and places his hands on Sero-Anya's shoulders.
 	
*Tevarius: Sero, I know that you've somehow made peace with that dark goddess inside of you.
 	
*Tevarius: But whatever happens...don't push yourself.
*Tevarius: Promise me this, please.
 	
*Sero-Anya: Tev...
 	
*Sero-Anya: Everything will be okay. I just know it.
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*Sero-Anya: No matter how bad it gets...I know.
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Music: "To the Top"	Music: "To the Top"
 	
*The golden plains and burning twilight of the Southern Plateaus have been completely swallowed by the encroaching storms.
*Whatever remained of the those dying sunrays filtering through the cloak of darkness seemed only cold and unfeeling.
*The swelling tides bring with them dark scales, sharp teeth, and glimmering eyes—the full force of the Naga in slow approach.
 	
*From the top of his rocky perch, the High Priest watches his grand scheme unfold like the endless tides of the Abyss.
 	
*With a sneer and a taunting hand raised in mock politeness, he addresses the glowing entity suspended in midair.
*Saerenthis: Many greetings to you, *Queen Mother*. A rather refreshing sight to behold, no?
 	
*Saerenthis: You really ought to leave your little pagoda every once in a while.
*Saerenthis: Oh...you know, to get some fresh air. See how things have changed.
 	
*Though buffeted by the storms, the Queen Mother's loyal vassals stand stoic like the unmovable mountains of N'an-Xin.
 	
*If her vassals were the earth, then N'an-Wang-Mu was the living celestial barrier protecting the South.
*Every flash of lightning from the accursed storms paled in comparison to her divine splendor.
*N'an-Wang-Mu: So, you and your foul kin think to overwhelm me with but a few paltry storms?
*N'an-Wang-Mu: You overestimate your ability, snake.
 	
*Saerenthis: And do you not overestimate yours? Truly, you are blind AND deaf to everything around you!
*Saerenthis: A shame you believed your barrier impenetrable after all these years of isolation...
 	
*Saerenthis: Perhaps the Queen Mother should take care to reconsider her ability as a ruler.
 	
*The streak of jade-green energy dissipates as soon as it comes within an arm's length of Saerenthis, deflected by an invisible barrier.
*He shrugs almost half-heartedly as N'an-Wang-Mu withdraws her hand and glares.
 	
*N'an-Wang-Mu: Hmph.
 	
*Saerenthis: Temper, temper! Oh, my *dear*, we will have plenty of time for fisticuffs...
 	
*Saerenthis: As much time as it takes for the plateaus to find their new home at the bottom of the sea.
 	
*The crashing of waves upon higher ground melt into a sibilant slithering as the Naga meet the Queen Mother's vassals head-on.
*A periodic flash of green from their nephrite jade weapons splits the gloom, mirrored by the lightning overhead.
*The cacophony momentarily tunes itself out of Saerenthis's ears just then, as he observes this truly apocalyptic sight with a smirk.
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Music: "A God"	Music: "A God"
 	
*Saerenthis: My Goddess, the people call for you and the Endless Abyss. 
*Saerenthis: It is nearly time...this world shall bear witness to your glory.
 	
*Tsovinar suspends herself in the center of this large chamber, the forgotten atrium of some long-sunken temple to nameless ancients.
*Her pale visage was inscrutable, but her restless movements betray her impatience for action.
*Tsovinar: <And I am to wait here this entire time, until you—a mere priest—deems it fit to call upon me?>
 	
*Tsovinar: <Do you take me for a child, ah'legeth?>
 	
*Saerenthis: Ah, my Goddess, never! I only have your best interests in mind.
 	
*Saerenthis: The South is uncharted land. Let us, your faithful servants, form the first line of offense against the land-walkers.
*Saerenthis: You needn't concern yourself with these lowly creatures, my Goddess.
 	
*Tsovinar: <Hmph...>
*Tsovinar: <Then make it so, and quickly.>
 	
*Tsovinar: <I yearn to revel in their cries of terror and obeisance.>
 	
*Saerenthis: Indeed they shall, and for all time!
*Saerenthis: I will return shortly with good news, my Goddess.
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*Saerenthis: <When death calls, the Abyss shall answer.>
*Saerenthis: Her power grows, and with it, her confidence.
*Saerenthis: Ahh...A pity I shall probably not live to bear witness to the sublime beauty of my Goddess...
*Saerenthis: Even so, I continued to hope beyond hope—
*Saerenthis: —that the heaven-sent burst of light that struck this cursed land wasn't the last thing I'd ever see.