As the Starcalled recklessly pushed forward, the God Searing Light hummed. Despite having been briefed on its existence through Operation Siren Silence, there wasn't enough time or personnel to do anything with the information other than performing drills to blindly dodge its attack, whatever that may be.
When the humming stopped, the battlefield was flooded with light. The blinding brilliance was warm at first, but then rapidly heated up the air in its linear trajectory that ran all the way down the warzone.
When the attack evaporated the many Starcalled and Landers who were directly in its path, while nearly burning others to death, the Forward team's formation and momentum were completely broken. Without the pain limiter turned on, many of your allies turned to flee, not wanting to experience the burning a second time.
Had it not been for the brave protectors who shielded you from harm, you too would have experienced much of the same fate.
Although the enemy magia no longer has Tetsunosuke's artillery, Tick Tock's bombardment, and Ronja's tactical strikes, the bulletstorm did not relent, though, they were far more destructive as many of the people on your side were still recovering from the searing light.
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[ Warning. Warning. God Searing Light is now at 50% capacity. Handler's Power Reserve near depletion. Recharge recommended. ]
"Permission override. Warning bypassed. Command: charge. Release when its full capacity is reached. The Red Key is nearly complete and with it, our collective hope will be realized," Szofrit communicated with the swirling super-weapon.
Turning toward the direction of the Starcalled, the Magia leader closed her eyes and entered the player's UI, where she addressed you directly through the distorted software, which flickered on,
[ The game had already begun, yet you have yet to awaken to your true purpose. Victims of hubris, who waste precious time on strife and destruction, assimilate and become the instrument to terminate this repeated suffering. You too will receive salvation. ]
Right as Szofrit terminated her transmission, your UI jittered as the voice of a young child, attached to golden twin tails and a face that was beyond glitched, tried to reach you through the same UI noise that had been the source of your migraine. The child pointed to the golden egg in your distorted vision.
[ Hh--\\ Hh \\--Hh--elp--!! ]
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Your forces have scattered in all directions, unable to rally out of fear of being annihilated by the God Searing Light, which sickening hum could still be heard within the steamy warzone.
Fight, claw, crawl forward or flee, Starcalled. The enemies are tirelessly marching toward you, will unbroken, for the collective promise is the blade that will sever the cycle.
For what purposes do you serve?
The world eagerly awaits your answer.
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