This is a barren world...the atmosphere is breathable only by the grace of magic. The Ono family usually uses it for training.

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Foresight is a great thing. Felina's ready when the twins tumble through the portal...she grabs them by the collars and pitches them behind her, where they vanish again into a circle of prepared, intense healing energy about six miles away. She'd grabbed the orb Dewei had been carrying, reinforces the shield to about seven times the original, formidable strength, and tosses it, where powerful binding and shield spells lock it in place. Ai appears about two seconds later, and gets the same treatment as the twins, appearing beside them.

Makyon and his face-ornament is a bit trickier...she tenses an instant before, then springs, a yellow-glowing fist flashing towards an exposed part of the world worm's head as she tries to telekinetically jerk Makyon back the way he'd been going anyway, trying to separate them. Except for a twitch when she'd caught sight of the twins, her face is perfectly even through all this.

Makyon does not resist the pull, and though he lands heavily upon his broken arms, he drags himself up to rejoin the fight anyway.

The world worm is an incredibly mighty beast. Of all Shigoriath's minions it is the pinnacle, the king of the mountain. With a speed that seems impossible for its miles of length it whips its head around to meet Felina Deyono's charge with a world-worm-sized headbutt.

She vanishes, then reappears above its head. A long, blade-like attack extends Culheru as she jams the sword point-first towards its head, fully intending to drag down the creature's whole length until she finds all the hearts.

The beast is shocked at her speed, but not shocked into inaction. Instead of whipping its titanic maw around, one of its endless coils lurches forth to try and fling the Serinian away.

She vanishes, is gone a moment, then reappears once she thinks she knows how the worm's body can move and recoil, reinstating the attack. Then she vanishes. A portal appears in front of the worm. That's two down, she declares evenly to the worm's mind, and I can keep at this on and off all day until it's finished. Or you can go through that portal and have the reign of your world again, undisturbed. I don't need to fight you, really. She's nowhere to be seen as she says this, and there's an invisibility cloak before Makyon. Nothing can enrage a feral creature more than the sight of targets, this she knows.

The worm rumbles, a sound so forceful that dust rises from the ground beneath.

Gone is the devil god. The hand of the heaven god reaches down to pluck the weary from the wheels at which their backs break and their fingers split with weariness. Gone is the heaven god who spares the weak, living yet, the feral god, the god of chance and ferocity. Test you me, and learn why I have prevailed while the other have failed.

Makyon shudders, cringing at the sheer telepathic force behind... the worm's words? It cannot be! A divine... undead... world worm?

Your proposal is acceptable.

Your world is waiting to see that new reign, then. The portal is still there.

With an effort that relocates more ground an empire of gardeners the world worm dives into the portal. It takes a solid five minutes for its entire length to stream into the gaping void, but stream it does, until the last leathern inch of the beast is gone.

Makyon looks up to where he knows Felina is. "So you must be the mother of Ting and her brother." His arms are mostly healed already and now he is prepared to face what music remains. "You would have been proud of them. They fought with their hearts."

Felina nods as she the illusion spells fade, smiles softly as she drops to the ground, though Makyon's appearance gets to her for a reason he'd never be able to guess. "I am proud them. They're my children, and I love them. Thank you helping them when they needed it." Ting especially. She'd been watching, of course, with whatever disrupted scrying spells that she could muster. "Here..." She steps forward and sets a clawed hand gently on his chest. A dark-laced variation of the same reconstructive spell she generally reserves for inanimate objects quickly finishes knitting what's left of the damage done to his arms and from Shigoriath's initial attack, while avoiding the sort of healing or holy magic that can be harmful to him.

Felina looks towards the shielded energy orb, cosidering, and walks towards it. "My children and Ai are about six miles that way," she notes, gesturing telepathically as her hands weave a quiet energy mapping rune to fully, carefully plan how to unwravel this thing. "But be wary, the area for about twenty feet around them is extremely thick with standard healing energies."

"Thank you. Ehm... Felina." He grins. "I want to say that I am sorry I kissed your daughter." A pause. "But I'm not. And as great as you are, I doubt that you can destroy that thing."

Felina smirks. "That's okay. I saw her slap you, too. She can handle herself. And if not, I know some very good locking and banishment combination methods...what do you know about this object?" She looks back to him, though her hands keep with the rune.

"That is a concentrated, purified soul." Makyon glances at the phylactery, trying to recall everything he had ever been told about it. "It is the same essence the divine have... Shigoriath never had the body to properly focus it, though, like real gods do." He bites his lip, considering. "Indestructible."

"Hmm. Bears further research, then." She reads the information that the energy-revealing rune provides. It confirms everything he'd said. "Okay, containment it is."

For now, she strengthens the shields around it--containing and repelling alike--by an enormous measure, sets them to be self-supporting, and then the thing vanishes through a complex fold pattern that should hide its destination and eventual location, into one of several pocket dimensions she uses to store dangerous things. She'll mess with more secure cloaks and anchors later.

"Okay. Onto the mostly-in-one-piece kids."

Makyon actually leads the way. He's worried about Ai especially, as he is sure that Ting and Dewei, after what he saw down there, are immortal. The rot she had left upon the ground in the shrine... he's about eighty five percent sure that it was her small intestine and part of her liver.

One more step puts Felina and Makyon in front of the healing spell's radius.

Dewei is actually doing his best to accelerate and focus Ai's healing, brow knitted and eyes worried.

Ai is almost completely unresponsive. The obvious bite wound still festers within the healing circle, its edges aglow with a seeping hex.

"She was bitten by a Malefactor. Apparently, one who was poisoned to death in life." Makyon reaches down as if to touch her, but stops short as his fingertips dissolve in the field. He looks at them blankly, even as they begin to knit. "I don't know what to tell you."

Felina nods slightly, steps towards Ai. She smiles a bit at Dewei, reassuringly, then kneels beside the goddess. This is a complicated situation, and she's tenser than she shows...she can't recreate a divine body, this one has to be saved. She sets her fingertips carefully near the wound, searching it with her mind.

Dewei backs off, quiet, nearer to his sister. She's healing well enough, though there are traces of necromancy in her body still that need to be attended before she can heal fully. She's curled a little and deeply asleep, where she'll likely remain for days.

"Are you familiar with Shigoriath's form of sarcomany, Felina?" Makyon gazes at the wound clinically, noting that the rot goes back quite a bit farther than he'd thought. The goddess must be part mortal.

"Somewhat. But anything that you can tell me may be useful." Felina looks up at him briefly, before looking back down to Ai.

Makyon points. "Malefactors under his control bear portions of his power. If you look with your mind, you'll be able to feel six points sarcomancy that are zombifying her tissues. Meantime, a corrosive poison eats at her flesh to keep her defenses from countering the sarcomancy itself directly.  There's a sealing circle burned onto her, somewhere, too. Probably her thigh, near the femoral artery."

"So. Disable the sealing circle, and the rest should become treatable by normal methods?"

Makyon shakes his head. "Not quite. Knowing Shigoriath, there's a failsafe in it. If it goes... she'll probably explode, or something equally horrible..." he thinks. "Could take the leg. We could, I mean. We would have to take it high, though, almost to the hip joint."

"Hmm..." Felina frowns lightly at this. "Restoring it is possible, and my father's parallel may know a method." Still, she hesitates. Ai had volunteered to help willingly...and as stupid as it sounds--as goddamned idiotic as it sounds--something in her would just feel awful for seriously harming Radivishe Moorn's daughter, especially after their interactions early. And with her interactions with Ai. She's already ruined her life...albeit in a necessary movement.

"Right then," Felina states finally, picking Ai up gently. "We'll head back to Helantri Deru, the energies are better suited. Dewei, no...let him do it, you need to rest. Makyon, would you be so kind as to grab Ting?"

The slip mage tilts his head. "Of course. Once the healing circle is out of the way, that is."

"Right. Sorry." It fades. Dewei winces a little, Ting too...she might have done so more, were she not so asleep. Dewei climbs stiffly to his feet.

Makyon gathers up Ting, carefully, also carefully not to accidentally touch something that might get mama's hand upside his head. "Right. Ready."

"Mmph..." Ting sort of half-groans, but then sinks under again and doesn't awaken, just readjusts the littlest bit.

Felina nods, and then they're all back on Helantri Deru.