Now widening his ‘non-glowing’ eyes and scrunching his sweaty brow, Braako tried to make sense of what… Or ‘who’ had just called out his name.
“BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAKOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!”
There it was again. The person who called out his name. This time, in an even louder, more angry tone than before.
Whilst Braako tried to figure out who was screaming his name with such ‘furious, HATEFUL intent’, Apollox, Draex, Rayven, and Medo all looked up to the now ‘storm cloud covered’ skyways after being collectively rattled by a ‘booming crash and clash’ of thunder and lightning.
Sensing power… A GRAND POWER emanating from behind himself, Braako slowly turned around and looked up to the stormy skyways to see WHO had just called out name.
Descending down from the storm clouds like some kind of god… OR DEVIL was…
“MAGNUS?!” Draex gasped in fear after he and the rest of his ‘siblings’ had witnessed, along with the forced kneeling crowds and even the emperor himself, the thought to be dead true ‘Breaker of Worlds’ fall down from the stormy skyways encased in a strange golden ‘glowing’ protective field of carefully controlled gravitational energy.
Hovering over the center of the kneeling crowds with Rayven hovering ten feet from his left was Magnus, who immediately locked his glowing bright, stark white eyes on his ‘brother’...
“BRAAKO,” Magnus gritted in an angered tone as the Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders stared at the World-Breaker in a state of bewildered shock.
“How… How can he still be alive?” Draex asked his two ‘brothers’. “I thought that he was destroyed along with Rannuk?”
“Urgh… Tis seems that we ‘underestimated’ his power,” Apollox growled as he glared at the World-Breaker. “No matter, I want to get even with that thracker for what he did to me. For what he did to ALL of us on that cursed day-cycle!”
As Apollox balled up his knuckles Braako continued to stare out across the crowd, up at Magnus who glared directly back at him with what looked like faint trails of smoke ‘filtering’ out of his still glowing eyes.
Rayven, on the other hand, glared at the World-Breaker as Medo looked up at her ‘brother’ in total shock and fear.
The constant staring was disrupted by another clash of lightning and thunder that followed with a sudden downpour of heavy rain.
The rain doused Rayven and Medo along with the whole entire kneeling crowd, but simply just bounced and rolled off the protective field of gravity that Magnus had encased himself inside of with the use of his now FULLY controlled, emotionally fueled powers.
“THIS ENDS TODAY-CYCLE,” Magnus gritted angrily. “Today-cycle… THIS ENDS, BRAAKO!!!”
Braako now lowered his brow, along with the rest of the Galactic Deciders, except for Medo, as the World-Breaker continued, “THIS ENDS AS IT ALL FIRST BEGAN! With us… WITH US!!!”
Looking at the rest of his deceived ‘siblings’ now, Magnus boomed, “WITH ALL OF US!!!”
Now setting his sights on the wicked ruling head of the Voltairan Empire, who was still clung to the ground behind Braako, Apollox, and Draex, Magnus gritted, “And afterwards, tis shall end with you and your deceptive ways as well, Voltair!”
Emperor Voltair’s eyes widened as he looked out across at the crowds at the most POWERFUL ‘former’ Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders.
“HOLD YOUR TONGUE, YOU TRAITOROUS PIECE OF RAXX!” Apollox snapped at Magnus. “You may have survived our last ‘encounter’ but you shall NOT survive this one!”
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“You are VASTLY outnumbered, Oath-Breaker,” Rayven sternly stated to Magnus, gaining an angered glance from him.
“Sir… What shall we do?” Draex asked the still visibly ‘stunned’ Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders.
Lowering his brow, Draex nervously asked, “BRAAKO, WHAT SHALL WE DO?!?!”
Snapping back to reality, Braako turned his head away from Magnus and towards Draex.
“Draex… You, myself, Rayven, and Medo shall meet the Oath-Breaker in ‘open combat’,” Braako explained/ordered.
“Open combat,” Draex repeated in confusion. “Brother, are you thracking serious? HE SURVIVED THE BREAKING OF A THRACKING PLANET!!!”
“And what of myself, Brother Braako,” Apollox asked the Commanding-Leader of the Galactic Deciders whilst Draex continued to totally ‘freak out’. “Shall I lead the charge against the Oath-Breaker? I am the strongest out of all of our siblings… Except for you, of course.”
“No,” Braako dismissed.
“No?” Apollox huffed in confusion.
“NO,” Braako said again, but this time more sternly. “I need you to stay here, Apollox. Guard
the emperor and the citizens whilst the others and I go to face the Oath-Breaker in open combat.”
“WHAT?” Apollox said angrily. “You… You mean that you want me to stay here while the rest of you go kill that raxx-eating skogger?”
“Yes,” Braako nodded. “Tis…”
“RAXX!!!” Apollox angrily raged. “TIS A WHOLE HEAPING LOAD OF STEAMING, FESTERING RAXX, BRAAKO! I shall not ‘stand aside’ while you take on that thracker by yourselves! No! THRACK NO! I SHALL NOT DO IT! I SHALL NO-- URGH!”
Latching onto Apollox’s body with his telekinesis, Braako threatened, “Decider Apollox… If you defy my word again then I shall break you. Do you hear me, you big tower of raxx??? I SHALL BREAK YOU!”
Apollox’s eyes widened as Braako kept his body frozen in position.
“I have given you an order… A DIRECT ORDER,” Braako continued. “A direct order that you shall and WILL follow because if you do not then I shall extinguish your life-cycle myself. Do you understand me, brother? DO YOU?!”
“URGH… URGH… Yuh-Yes,” Apollox begrudgingly grunted out whilst still being under Braako’s tight telekinetic ‘choke hold’.
“Grand,” Braako hissed before removing the hold that he had on Apollox, causing him to fall down to his knees on the Grand Stage floor.
“Thrack,” Draex gasped in shock as Braako set his sights back upon Magnus.
Lowering his brow now, Braako stepped forward to ask, “You wish to ‘fight’ us, Oath-Breaker? Tis what you require???”
“NO, BRAAKO. Only you,” Magnus surprisingly replied.
Narrowing his eyes now, Braako replied, “Well, I am afraid to be the ‘bearer of bad tidings’, Oath-Breaker, but if you fight ‘one’ of us then you must fight ALL of us… THE GALACTIC DECIDERS OF THE ‘NEWFOUNDED’ GALACTIC DECIDING EMPIRE!!!”
Lowering his brow now, Magnus seethed in anger as Braako sneered at him.
Wanting to take on Braako alone, but knowing that he could not achieve such a feat, Magnus gave in and said, “Very well…”
“Very well,” Magnus said again, but this time to Little Jaiya.
Levitating upwards again, Magnus turned his back on Braako and blasted off back into the cloud-covered skies.
Angered by this, Braako lowered his brow and shouted, “URGH… THRACKER! DRAEX, RAYVEN, MEDO… AFTER HIM!!!”
Braako then blasted off the Grand Stage in ‘hot pursuit’ of the World-Breaker with both Draex and Rayven following in suit.
As for Medo, she had no interest in fighting Magnus because she knew how strong and powerful he was after their most recent encounter on Rannuk… But she ‘also’ knew that if she did not join the others in the fray then Braako would kill her just as he had killed Anora, Kai, and Xan for their supposed ‘disobedience’.
So, without any other choice, Medo reluctantly flew up into the skyways to join Braako, Draex, and Rayven in their pursuit of Magnus, leaving a disgruntled Apollox behind to watch over the emperor and the ‘still kneeling’ citizens until they returned.
IF they returned, that is…