Magnus did not reply. He simply just looked down at the empty ground fifty feet below him and rapidly descended towards it.
Not even a minute-cycle had passed by before Braako, Draex, Rayven, and Medo had all reached his position.
“Why has he stopped?” Medo asked her fellow ‘siblings’.
“Maybe he has chosen to surrender,” Draex suggested.
“Surrender?” Rayven huffed. “Yeah thracking right. Tis a jest… A DISTRACTION. He’s trying to kroone us… BUT WE ARE NO KROONES.”
Turning to Braako now, Rayven asked, “Commanding-Leader… What is your command?”
Glaring down at Magnus, who had turned around and glared directly back up at him, Braako raged, “YOUR TIME IN THIS LIFE-CYCLE IS AT AN END, OATH-BREAKER! YOU ARE FINISHED!!!”
“NO!” Magnus returned. “YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS ‘FINISHED’, BRAAKO!!!”
“Urgh… Why you… TIS WHAT YOU THINK?! WHAT YOU TRULY THINK?!”
“No. Tis what I know, Braako! WHAT WE KNOW!!!”
The World-Breaker referred to both himself and Little Jaiya the second time around, confusing his former peers grandly.
“We? What in the thrack is he talking about?” Medo asked in confusion.
“Tis does not matter, Decider Medo!” Braako angrily snapped. “Tis what matters is that we MUST destroy the Oath-Breaker! ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!”
“And how do you plan for us to accomplish such a ‘grand’ feat, Brother?” Rayven asked the maddened Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders.
Looking at his ‘siblings’, Braako said with demented grin on his face, “We take him together.”
Setting sights on Medo now, Braako ordered, “DECIDER MEDO… AFTER YOU.”
“Huh?” Medo huffed as raindrops pelted, and ran down her dark cheeks. “W-What?”
“You heard him, Sister,” Rayven said sourly.
“He did not stutter,” Draex followed
“After you, Decider Medo,” Braako said again. “You will lead the initial attack and we shall follow you.”
With her face quivering in fear, Medo stammered, “Buh-Buh-But…”
“GO DOWN THERE AND ATTACK HIM!!!” Braako angrily slammed. “NOW, DECIDER! TIS A DIRECT ORDER! NOW GO!!!! THRACKING GOOO!!!!”
Fearing the World-Breaker’s wrath, but also fearing most certain death at the telekinetic grip of Braako, Medo had no choice but to heed her brother/Commanding-Leader’s word.
Without responding, Medo turned away from her ‘siblings’ and descended down towards the ground to face off against Magnus.
Landing with a powerful impact, Decider Medo caused a few splashes of mud and dirt to splatter onto Magnus’s chest and face.
“Your ‘terroristic exploits’ end today-cycle, Oath-Breaker,” Medo stated sternly towards Magnus, leaving him unshaken and unamused.
“My fight is not with you, Medo,” Magnus stated calmly to his ‘sister’. “Tis with Braako.”
Feeling a sense of relief, but bound to her duties as a Galactic Decider of the Voltairan Empire, Medo lowered her brow and seared, “You are wrong, Oath-Breaker! If you fight one of us then you fight ALL of us!”
“Do not do this, Medo. Tis not a fight that you want.”
“LIKEWISE! RAAAAAAH!!!!!”
Vanishing into a flash of blinding, bright stark white light, Medo used her speed to ‘zoom’ towards Magnus and punch him across the left side of his jaw… Only she did not land the ‘potentially powerful’ blow.
Tracking Medo’s movements with his enhanced vision, Magnus used his own enhanced speed power to ‘zip’ out of her way, dodging Medo’s strike flawlessly.
Confused by this, Medo looked at the empty ground that laid before her and huffed, “Huh? OOMPH!”
Speeding behind Medo, Magnus used his telekinesis to shove her in the center of her back, sending her flying FACE FIRST into the ground.
Medo skidded across the muddy ground for about ten feet before finally coming to a halt.
“I warned you, Medo,” Magnus said sternly as the Galactic Decider slowly began to push herself out of the muck and water that lied beneath her.
“Urgh… Thrack!” Braako snapped from up above whilst still hovering alongside both Draex and Rayven. “Get up, Medo! GET UP!!!”
Hearing Braako’s constant screaming, Magnus looked over his left shoulder up at his ‘brother’.
The Breaker of Worlds’ bloodshot eyes locked with Braako’s own as Medo staggered back up to her feet.
With her whole frontside covered in mud, Medo, who didn’t even want to fight Magnus in the first thracking place, immediately became very angry with him for shoving her downwards.
“URGH… THRACKER!!!” Medo cried out as she quickly spun around and ‘zoomed’ towards Magnus again.
Hearing Medo’s cry, Magnus turned around and was immediately met with a flurry of ‘superfast charged’ punches, elbows, knees, and kicks.
Blocking and deflecting them all effortlessly, Magnus backed up a few steps as Medo angrily unloaded strike after strike upon him.
Grabbing onto Medo’s wrists with both of his hands now, Magnus spun her around and threw her the other way across the ground, causing her to tumble and roll several before stopping.
“ENOUGH, MEDO!” Magnus blared as his ‘sister’ painstakingly tried to push herself back up to her feet again. “Cease this senseless act of aggression before you…”
“Urgh… Before what?! BEFORE THRACKING WHAT, MAGNUS,” Medo raged after she had returned to her feet.
“Before you go too far,” Magnus gritted, causing Medo’s eyes to widen slightly before she let anger consume her once more.
With her mud and slop cover face beginning to redden, Medo shivered in a furious tone, “Too far? TOO FAR?! URGH… I SHALL SHOW YOU ‘TOO THRACKING FAR’, YOU OATH-BREAKING PIECE OF RAXX!!! RAAAAAH!!!!!”
Magnus remained silent as Medo reached him.
Vibrating her left hand at a certain frequency where she could literally pass it through solid objects, Medo’s plan was to drive her ‘phasing hand’ right through the center of Magnus’s chest, but her wrist had been clasped once again by the Breaker of Worlds.
“URGH… HUH?” Medo grunted, and then huffed as she looked down at Magnus’s right hand, which had latched around her left wrist.
Looking up at Magnus’s face, which was devoid of all emotion, Medo asked in a vibrating voice, “Huh-How?”
“I told you to cease, Medo, and yet… YOU DID NOT,” Magnus said in a ‘bone-chilling’ tone as Medo suddenly made her hand stop vibrating.
As Medo looked deeply into Magnus’s eyes she felt a calming sense of security.
All the while the World-Breaker said to her, “I gave you a warning, Medo… MULTIPLE WARNINGS… And you REFUSED to listen.”
While Medo stared blankly into Magnus’s eyes from up above Draex asked, “What in the thrack is she doing? What hasn’t she killed that thracker yet?!”
“Something is not right,” Rayven stated. “Something is wrong.”
“Then get down there and see what the thracking disturbance is,” Braako crudely ordered.
“What?” Rayven said in confusion as she turned to Braako.
“You heard me. Get down there… NOW!”
Lowering her brow, Rayven nodded, “As you wish… Commanding-Leader.”
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Setting her sights on the World-Breaker now while her eyes were glowing bright, stark white, Rayven began to access her ‘Gravity Cylinder’ ability in hopes of eviscerating Magnus entirely.
“Urgh… Yuh-You cannot kill me.” Medo stammered in fear as she tried to phase her way out of Magnus’s grasp, but for some unknown reason she could not do as such. “Urgh... Guh… You CANNOT kill me!!!”
“I shall not kill you, Medo,” Magnus said as he sensed Rayven’s emotional level beginning to vastly rise from up above. “You have already done that yourself.”
Medo then scrunched her brow in confusion as Braako shouted from up above, “NOW, RAYVEN! DO IT NOW!!!!”
Locking onto Magnus, Rayven headed towards him like a rocket as she called out, “MEDO, STAND ASIDE! STAND THRACKING ASIDE!!!!”
Looking back at Rayven, Medo winced in terror as she said, “Luh-Let me go! LET ME GO!!!”
“You should have let me go,” Magnus mocked as shifted his weight off to the left whilst still holding onto both of Medo’s wrists.
Eyes widened in sheer terror, Medo let out a horrified scream as Rayven, in the blink of an eye, accidentally drove through her lower half.
“GUGH… GUGH,” Medo gurgled in her last dying breath as Magnus kept hold of her upper torso with her wrists still.
As her golden blood soaked intestines and spine trailed down towards Magnus’s feet, Medo looked the World-Breaker in the eye as she felt her life-force dimming rapidly.
“I did not want this, Medo,” Magnus stated to his dying ‘sister’. “I want you to know that. I did not want this.”
Gurling a few more times, Medo felt her life-force go out like a flame, causing her eyes to roll back and jaw to stay dropped.
With Medo now dead, Magnus dropped her upper half down in mud.
“Muh-Medo?” Rayven said in a shaky voice as Magnus turned his head to the right.
Standing in an impact crater that she had created with her Gravity Cylinder was Rayven, who was covered almost head to toe in Medo’s golden blood.
Looking down at her shaking, blood-covered hands, Rayven said whilst her eyes began to water, “Medo… What… What have I done?”
Turning around to face the Breaker of Worlds now, Rayven asked in a broken tone of voice, “What have I done???”
“You have killed your sister,” Magnus said sternly to Rayven, causing her jaw to drop.
Watching it all play out from above still were both Braako and Draex.
Braako’s own jaw dropped after witnessing Rayven plow through Medo’s lower half.
Draex, on the other hand, said in shock, “Oh… Oh thrack.”
“MEDO IS DEAD NOW,” Magnus stated whilst Rayven stood before him in the most vulnerable state he had ever seen her in. “She is dead because of your anger… YOUR HATRED. I am sorry that it had to end this way, but it is the only way that it has to end. That it MUST end. With your deaths.”
Looking up at Braako directly again, Magnus continued, “ALL OF YOUR DEATHS.”
Braako now glared at the World-Breaker as Draex gulped.
Rayven, on the other hand, was too terrified to speak, let alone move.
All that the most ‘hardened’ Galactic Decider could do was fall down to her nears and wallow in the mud like a childling.
Hearing Rayven’s cries echo from behind, Magnus looked at her over her shoulder.
“NO,” Magnus replied aloud. “She has already been defeated.”
“Yes, but to end her life-cycle would be merciful,” Magnus stated. “Why show her, or any of the others, mercy when they showed no mercy to the countless life-forms that inhabited the THIRTEEN worlds that they broke in my absence? AS WELL AS RANNUK.”
Little Jaiya did not respond.
“SHE HAS BEEN BEATEN,” Magnus sternly stated again. “And now… FOR THE REST.”
Turning his back on Rayven again, Magnus looked back up at the still hovering Braako and Draex.
“What are we going to do, Braak?” Draex asked the Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders. “What are we going to…”
“Everything,” Braako croaked out in a demented tone.
“Huh?”
“EVERYTHING. I want you to throw everything that you have at that oath-breaking skogger… Confirm command.”
Gulping once more before lowering his brow, Draex nodded, “Command confirmed.”
Braako nodded to Draex as the Gravity Knife creating Galactic Decider descended from him.
Glaring at Magnus now, who glared up at him, Draex shouted, “ALRIGHT, OATH-BREAKER! YOU HAVE HAD YOUR JESTS! NOW COMES THE TIME FOR YOU TO MEET YOUR END!!!”
Creating dozens upon dozens of Gravity Knives in both of his hands, which hovered only a few inches above his skyward facing palms, a now glowing eyed Draex raged, “AT LONG LAST!!! RAAAAAAH!!!!!”
Draex then launched two flurries of Gravity Knives directly down towards Magnus.
Magnus did not reply. He merely lifted up in his right hand and used his mastered power of ‘Gravity Orb creation’ (Portals, which was Kai’s personal Gravitational based ability) to create a rift in space, time, and reality.
With the Gravity Orb having been created, Magnus caused it to suck all of Draex’s impending Gravity Knives into its dark pitch.
Noticing this immediately, Draex scrunched his brow and said, “What the thra--”
JILT! JILT! JILT! JILT! JILT! JILT! JILT!
“GUGH,” Draex gurgled after Magnus had opened up a second Gravity Orb behind him, causing all of the Gravity Knives that were sucked into the first orb to fly out of the second and fill his entire back side with several of the fatal bladed objects.
Murdered by his own creations, Draex’s life-force instantly went out, causing his body to fall out of the sky and land face first in the mud.
Magnus still said nothing. He just stared at Draex’s ‘Gravity Knife riddled’ corpse as the rain continued to pelt him, Rayven, and Braako.
Braako, at a loss for words, gasped in the rain as Magnus slowly raised his head back upwards to meet eyes with him again.
While the World-Breaker glared at the Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders, Braako looked past him and over at Rayven.
As Rayven still sobbed on her knees in the mud, Braako shouted, “DECIDER!!! On your feet! ON YOUR THRACKING FEET!!!”
Rayven did not respond to Braako's order. She remained on her knees, crying like a childling over her ‘accidental killing’ of Medo.
“Tis only us now, Braako! You and I,” Magnus shouted up at the demented intergalactic warrior. “YOU AND I!!!!”
Visibly, mentally, and emotionally shaken by Magnus’s thunderous voice, Braako gave him a wide-eyed look before setting his sights back on his last remaining ‘sister’.
“RAYVEN, ON YOUR FEET! I ORDER YOU TO GET BACK ON YOUR FEET AND KILL THIS OATH-BREAKING SKOGGER,” Braako raged. “KILL HIM NOW!!!!”
“DO IT YOURSELF!” Magnus snapped at Braako, gaining his immediate attention.
Glaring at the World-Breaker again, Braako gritted his teeth.
“Do it yourself, Braako,” Magnus said again, but this time in a more moderate tone. “Do it… YOURSELF.”
Narrowing his eyes, Braako wanted to end Magnus right then and there, but he could easily evade conflict all together as long as Rayven would rise back up.
“RETURN TO YOUR FEET!!!” Braako blared at Rayven, who ignored him completely. “RETURN TO YOUR FEET! I ORDER YOU! I ORDER YOU, DECIDER RAYVEN, TO RETURN TO YOUR FEET NOW!!!!”
Rayven continued to sob in her ultimate despair, angering Braako grandly.
Rayven’s defiance and lack of emotional control angered Braako so much that his blood started to boil… along with his eyes, which were now back to glowing bright, stark white.
Noticing the radical changes that were occurring in Braako’s veiny face, Magnus scrunched his brow in confusion as the Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders shouted at the top of his lungs, “I SAID ON YOUR FEET! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!!!!”
“Muh-Medo,” Rayven sniffled as Braako continued to scream from high up in the stormy skyways. “Ugh… Ugh… Fuh-Forgive m--”
SPLATTER!!!
Using his own breaking ability was Braako, who had exploded Rayven’s whole body with his ‘rage-fueled’ mind.
Hearing Rayven’s body ‘splatter’ behind himself, Magnus slowly turned around to see nothing but a pool of golden blood and ‘meat chunks’ lying in the impact crater where his ‘sister’ once knelt.
As Magnus stared at Rayven’s mutilated remains in a mixture of confusion and disgust, Braako shouted from above, “NON-BELIEVER! ALL OF YOU! THRACKING NON-BELIEVERS!!!!”
Lowering his brow now, Magnus turned his eyes back up upon Braako and gritted, “WHAT DID YOU DO?”
“WHAT I AM MEANT TO DO, OATH-BREAKER!” Braako snapped back with his eyes still glowing. “WHAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN MEANT TO DO!!! REMOVE ALL NON-BELIEVING LIFEFORMS FROM THE KNOWN THRACKING UNIVERSE… ENTIRELY!!!”
“WE ARE GODS, OATH-BREAKER! GODS, I SAY!!!” Braako continued to spout whilst Magnus glared at him. “WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO SERVE! WE WERE MEANT TO BE SERVED! WE WERE MEANT TO SPREAD OUR INFLUENCE ALL ACROSS THE KNOWN UNIVERSE TO ALL WHO WISH TO WORSHIP US! “TO PRAISE US!!!”
“And what about the ‘life-forms’ who do not wish to ‘serve’ us, Braako,” Magnus asked angrily. “What shall become of them?”
“Tis rather ‘simple’, Oath-Breaker. As grand punishment for their ‘non-believing’ ways they shall be broken… THEY SHALL ALL BE BROKEN!!!”
“No… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
BOOM!
BLASTING OFF from the ground like a Pulsar Missile, Magnus allowed his ‘World-Breaker’ persona to consume his body once more.
As the still screaming Breaker of Worlds soared straight towards him, Braako activated his
‘Immovable Force’ gravity-based ability whilst he snickered, “COME ON, OATH-BREAKER! COME ON!!!”
“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!” Magnus mindlessly roared as he drove his right shoulder into Braako’s abdomen, creating a ‘sonic boom’ that echoed all across the skyways of Voltaira.