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“It’s nothing, I’ll l --“ Alvar’s words were cut short as her attention was drawn to the fight between the thing that had greeted them and the enemy they had fought before. What…The thing was on the floor. Defeated, but it spoke to them all.

They what?

She wasn’t sure what to feel, and it took a second for her to process the situation. Baffled beyond belief, she started yelling “THIS IS B --“
The words never made it out as her world became static. Her eyes wide as her very existence shattered into pieces. Adelaide’s shield, once held on her free arm, fell to the ground in company of her remains.

Ashleigh kept herself between their opponent, who continued to mow down girls with terrible ease, and the fragile looking Orina (and Alysabette, by coincidence. Small shivers wracked her, the cold that had begun in her feet feeling as if it had spread upward, throughout her body, leaving her chilled to the core.

"A little farther..." She trailed off, eyes widening as the little...vaguely feline being showed back up, to confront their foe. Their conversation was a series of riddles to her, still not making sense. And then...they clashed, and her attention was riveted; Orina and Alysabette completely forgotten as she stared, feeling a small wrench in her chest as the...well, their guide, for lack of a better term, fell, with another cryptic remark about their wish.

That damn wish again...I still don't remember...

...Waiting? Who was they? Those who had already disintegrated before their very eyes? Or the ones that teased at her non-existent memories?

There wasn't much time to question, but she raised her scythe anyway, as if she could somehow stave off the inevitable, her arms breaking off at the elbow before her very eyes, her weapon falling to the ground, as if in slow motion, her eyes widening in a horror-filled sort of disbelief as her forearms shattered as they hit the ground, leaving small, sparkly shards, as fine as diamond dust, tinkling lightly as they scattered across the ground.

She couldn't even scream, her throat locked in a sort of agonized disbelief--there was nothing that would allow her to press on, to continue fighting, and she struggled to come to grips with that depressing little fact, even as her legs collapsed beneath her, her body pitching forward.

Fortunately, her vision faded away before she hit the ground, and she was already gone, her consciousness (what there was of it) already gone when her body smashed on impact, breaking into millions of pieces. At that last instant, weaving through her panic was a sense of...homecoming, and a certain degree of comfort. And then she was nothing.

Hecate couldn't believe it.

Around her all the other girls held themselves together before falling apart.

Hecate's almond,green eyes widen as she felt her leg and arm on her left shatter.

She fell, but caught herself with one good leg and took a really good look at her other half.

He body is slowly shattering off and turning to dust, cracks appear on her face and she shuts her eyes from the pain.

A final ringing was in her ears as she open her eyes a little to find the opponent coming closer to her.

Tossing her Fear Gem out, she raised her staff to it and made it glow a shining green.

"Please....Please..."

She saw the opponent upon her.

"No more."

The ringing was no more.

They didn't have long to worry about wether it was worth it, or what any of them would have wanted. They couldn't decide if they wanted to try to protect anything or nothing. Instead, another fight broke out much like it always seemed to do. Orina merely stopped to stare, quite like some of the others. They didn't know what to make of it. Then again, none of them did.

This time, beyond words, the creature was fighting with them against the stranger. Who had returned. Tamara... wasn't with her. She grimaced, that hollow ache starting up again as she braced herself in both fear, and preparation to fight. They'd taken them all away. Those creatures. It was their fault. She felt tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she gripped at her weapons. Though her fingers found nothing as the creature was falling.

Her turn to fight seemed never to come as she once more attempted to find the chakram set once more. Nothing. It wasn't that they were gone, but father her fingers, her very being was unraveling as she spoke and thought. As it lay there she felt the question once more.

Her wish?

Her wish had been to protect them. Even now though, she watched as all of the girls about her seemed to be facing the same fate. Ashleigh seemed to vanish with a silent cry before she herself did, but it wasn't any more reassuring. Her eye's fled to her fellow comrade who, she could only imagine, was unraveling at the seems to the small crystalline particles as she was. She didn't even have the strength to cry as this point as her entire being slowly faded, the question still flooding her mind.

Her wish? What did she desire beyond all else? ...had it been granted as the creature said?

Her lips formed a silent sentence at that point, no sound escaping as she ceased to be. I wished... No, there wasn't enough left to even tell. What had once been Orina was no more, merely a few thoughts left to the insanity.

Maria sighed as she glanced away. None of them could remember a thing. It was hard to think that out of everyone there was, no one could remember their wish. Frowning, she closed her eyes and tried to think about it again. She wanted so hard to remember what her wish was. If only she had another clue. What was it? What was her wish? Come on... She had to think. Maybe if she thought hard enough, or long enough... she could remember. Just when she thought she had something, another voice joined. It was different from the others. Maria knew this voice didn't belong to her friends or the little creature that had helped them along their way.
Opening her eyes, maria looked in the direction everyone else seemed to be looking. She watched amazed as the monster they had been fighting shifted. It shifted and changed its form. When it was done, standing before them was... some kind of woman figure? Astonished, all she could do was stand there and listen to the argument between the womanly figure and the little creature. Deceived? Just what did she mean by that? How could they be deceived? It didn't make any sense. If anything, how did they know if they weren't being deceived right now? This woman could be deceiving them at this very moment! Glancing around her, Maria could see others talking about what she had said. Some even began to follow her.
Now she had a choice to make. Would she say to fight along side the others? Or would she go with the other figure? The figure promised to help them and find peace. Yet she had been the one to attack them. How could she promise something like that after attacking them! It didn't make any sense to her. She glanced at Tamara who made her way over to the figure. She couldn't believe that she was actually going. She knew she had no say. It was Tamara's choice to go if she wanted. But now Maria felt conflicted. Frustrated and angry she glared at the figure. After a few moments, she made she choice.
"I don't care what you promise... I'm not going with you." She tightened her grip on her staff. "You make a promise of peace and telling us who were are, yet you were the one who attacked us." She made her choice. "I'm not going."
Maria turned to face the creature alongside the ones who chose to stay. She didn't care what the woman promised. The creature had helped them this far. It must have a reason for them being there. Lifting her staff, she gathered all her strength. Once again she called upon the wind and shaped it. The wind formed into a giant sphere and she sent it sailing toward the monster. When it hit, Maria was suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling. What was this? She suddenly remembered something... no, someone. But who? She couldn't tell. All she saw was the figure of someone. Someone... talking to her. She couldn't understand what they were staying but... it was... smiling. A soft smile as it spoke to her. It made her feel good... Warm and content. Then it was over.
Brought out of her memory, Maria only had seconds to act. She quickly jumped to the side to avoid a hit. She quickly recovered and sent a bast of razor wind at it. Once again when the monster was hit, she was pulled into a memory. Only this time it wasn't so happy. She was in darkness for a few seconds, then images began to flood her mind. Ones of pain and anguish. Someone was gone. Someone she knew... but couldn't remember. She saw herself crying. Standing over someone she couldn't see. She couldn't remember! This person was someone close to her, someone she mourned and she couldn't even remember them! When she opened her eyes again, she found herself on her knees as tears slipped down her cheeks. Why was this happening? Why couldn't she remember?
Frustrated and angry, she clutched her staff hard. She turned all anger and frustration toward the monster and charged at it. Summoning the wind, she shaped it around the tip of her staff. The wind moved and swirled around the tip of her staff, turning the end of her staff into a type of spear. Once close enough to the monster, she jumped and summoned the wind around her. She used the wind to launch herself into the air and toward the monster, plunging the wind like spear into it.

A last battle. Orabel braced herself as the opponent started to fight the creature that had been there from the beginning, but then... he was shut down.

Lying there, helpless.

She was unable to move, unable to speak. Orabel was frozen, her arms and legs beginning to crackle and wither off like burned paper, everything turning to black and white in her vision.

She was created to fight, and this was her end.

Her vision was fading, and her last thought -- her last regret -- was that she didn't get to make any friends with any of the girls here.

Orabel had outcast herself on purpose.

Less hurt that way, right?

But her wish... Power... power to....

[Exit]

She listened to the talk between the two creatures, but that didn't mean she understood any of it. It surprised her when the strange creature that had been attempting to help her this whole time lept at the thing they'd been fighting, only to die. they were doomed...they never had a chance. She watched everyone falling apart around her and she was terrified. They tried so hard to live, to fight...in the end did it matter? So many of them dead, not a single one of them left standing. Cautious as she tried to be she could feel herself falling apart and even that crystal she saved couldn't help her now. She watched her new...friends, she supposed, fall into nothing and it wrenched at something deep inside; a feeling of failure that she'd felt once before a very long time ago. This was the end. But the end of what?

It was the questions that infuriated her as she fell apart into nothingness; she would never know any of the answers. They say the dead don't care about anything anymore. She could only hope that was true.