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Kirisvala smiled again, wider than the previous time, when Xyri seemed to accept her apology. She was quite happy with this, believing that they could be friends even after having fought each other, and she couldn't help feeling identified with the other girl, seeing how she was also pretty confused about how stuff worked here on Earth, or more specifically, Jump City. Of course, the reasons for this were very different from her own, and whereas Xyri just seemed confused, Kiris had an attitude of sheer fascination at most things she saw, but even then, she felt that they had some common ground. "I'm glad you're not angry. That means we can be friends, right?" She asked with a warm smile.
However, at the green girl's next comment, the young Hadrian looked up and saw the orange discs that were flying down to surround them. "They're pretty..." She mumbled softly as she saw them descend and begin to glow with blue energy, oblivious to the fact that these were deadly weapons from another alien race. However, the message broadcast by these drones was clear enough for even her to understand, and she wasn't keen on being annihilated, or allowing her newfound friends to be annihilated, for that matter. Now, logic would dictate that she would thus surrender, as she didn't really think much of it anyway, since they were basically asking her not to fight as far as she was concerned, but then Mars turned to her, essentially asking her to help fend off the aliens before flying off and engaging them in combat. That took her a little by surprise, but she didn't want to see her friends annihilated and so, seeing Rikki start fighting the discs too, she quickly decided to do the same.
"Alright, I'll help! I'll show the mean drones what Wynn magic can do!" She proclaimed.
It was an unfortunate thing that she couldn't fly (she had once heard a few tales of special Hadrians who had the gift of wings, which was what prompted her fascination regarding flying people, but so far she was pretty certain that she wasn't one of them, and with good reason), as it prevented her from reaching the drones as easily as the others, but it wasn't quite a decisive handicap, as even though she could not fight hand-to-hand against the drones, she had several more tricks up her sleeve, figuratively speaking of course since her massive claws prevented her from being able to wear sleeves.
Clasping her claws together in front of herself, Kirisvala closed her eyes and recalled one of the many spellsongs she had learned during her training with the rest of the offspring of the Wynn clan of the mountains. Though she had always had a special affinity for the potent magic developed by the Wynn clan, she had never really taken their goals and ambitions seriously, but even then she had learned much, and now was the time to demonstrate it. Focusing, she began singing softly in an ancient alien tongue, unintelligible to any of the heroes present, more akin to a lyrical manifestation of the soul than a simple composition of the mortal mind. The singing voice of a Hadrian was often renowned for being among the most beautiful things in the universe, likely a testament to their creator's more artistic side, and Kirisvala's voice was no exception. Thus, when she began singing, it was a sound that subtly demanded the attention of those present, even if it was not a conscious effort on Kirisvala's part, but rather a natural effect.
What was a conscious effort from Kiris was the weaving of the very specific spellsong that she was now singing. She had no knowledge of these creatures that they were up against, but the Hymn of Ruin, one of the few offensive spellsongs she had learned, felt like a good choice to her. Soon after she had begun singing, the air around her rippled, and suddenly, an aura of white fire manifested around her, like a bright, warm cocoon that allowed others to see inside, but prevented anyone from entering. The spell in fact had many uses, but for now, the young Hadrian decided to settle for one of the more basic ones, and simply sent several bolts of holy flames out towards the drones attacking her friends, all while singing her song. Though several of her white fire missiles missed their targets, several more did hit their marks, the holy flame destroying the drones with little effort.
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As she listened to the man, John, introduce himself, Sarah easily noticed that he seemed to be making a great effort to resist the influence that her supernatural beauty tended to exert over most men and most women that were not her sisters. He was doing an amazing job at it, as he didn't show any sign of being affected like so many others had been throughout the years, but, even though she knew that there were a select few with special abilities and traits that protected them from such influences, she sincerely doubted that John was one of them. Those people often had a very specific way of acting, like the wizard she loathed so much, who happened to be a perfect example. John on the other hand seemed normal for the most part, which led Sarah to believe that he was making a conscious effort. Now, being the playful woman that she was, she made it her goal to overcome his mental defences.
"Oh? Well, if my sisters have no objections, then I certainly wouldn't mind the company of such a handsome man." She winked at John, before turning towards the waiter and ordering her desserts, along with her little sister Hanah's order. Samantha hadn't told her anything, so she likely wanted to order for herself.
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Hadrimmelis sighed as she heard Tarasekannú's questions, leaning back on her own throne. They were difficult questions for her to answer, for several reasons, and so, she stayed silent for several moments before finally responding to her younger brother.
"I went to you, Taras, because I had found myself in a moment of weakness. The others may have been involved in the first Time Demon War just like I had been, but they were not the ones charged with developing a weapon to defeat the Time Demon once and for all, they were not the ones who had to take a child and turn him into a cosmic weapon. They did not have the same burden that I did." She explained, somewhat frowning at the mention of the other dragons. Though she couldn't blame them, and did not think any less of them for it, she still couldn't help remembering that, when she had found a possible solution, all of them had insisted that she was to be the one to develop it by herself. They had left her that burden.
"I was expecting... I was hoping that you wouldn't listen, to be honest. You're not the most attentive, Taras, if I may make that observation, and you seemed rather busy when I went to speak with you. But you did listen, and for that, I am very glad and grateful." She said, for a moment smiling slightly.
"As for why the others did not come to help..." She continued, her smile fading quickly. "I cannot say for certain, and guessing will only worsen our ignorance. You two are, indeed, the only ones to whom I talked about Addraku and the Time Demon before our battle took place, but I am certain that the distortion was felt by all of our siblings. I know for a fact that Kazayannú has very strong reasons for not venturing far from himself, but as for the others, I couldn't say. They might've been preparing to awaken in order to combat the threat, perhaps." She mused. "I cannot say, but what I can do is forgive them. After all, even with all of us there, it was unlikely that we would slay the demon; at most, we would weaken him enough to imprison him again, beginning a new cycle. But I have strong reasons to believe that what happened is a far better alternative." She stated.
"Do you have any other questions, brother and sister? By all means, speak to your hearts' content. After everything you both have done to help me, answering is the least I can do." She offered with another smile.
