He Had come out of nowhere for most of the capes. He had attacked with a slash of a finely wrought blade near a mans height and it had cut into the flesh of Leviathan like a knife through butter yet had left no damage behind but the scream of agony.
His spiky blond hair waved in the wind and in response to the water splashing harmlessly over him as the blue and copper ring on his finger glowed brightly. He waited, as if daring Leviathan to strike him down for just a moment until he waited no more and leapt forward and slashed his sword through Leviathan's chest as he dodged everything that Leviathan attempted to do to him.
Leviathan screamed again.
This time the gigantic beast stepped forward and swung at the blond man, its claws passing through him as if through naught but an illusion and the man feigned pain before returning to his stance.
He placed his sword upon his back with a flourish. Pulled his fists to his side and punched forward towards Leviathan, a crack of Thunder! a blast of light! and down from the heavens descended lightning that struck Leviathan and caused it to scream in pain and agony.
And Yet, again, no damage was seen on the great endbringers form. Nor was anyone else hurt in the electrified water.
The Tableau lasted for mere minutes, of too and fro attacks before a great corona of green light circled the sword wielding blond as he once again holstered his sword across his back.
And then he vanished. And so did everyone else.
What they saw next, was the stars above and the earth below, a dragon of mighty obsidian that rounded the curvature of the planet from the direction of the sun. A beast with six wings splayed out at different angles, the dragon's mouth opened. A corona of light surrounded the beams of energy as they combined into a mighty blue sphere. It's neck pushed forward towards the Earth and a beam that was so bright that it could not be looked at leapt forth and reached down to the planet below.
The clouds parted in a circle that was as wide as a city and Leviathan looked upwards.
The beam impacted and waves of flame and sheer power radiated outwards in a circle as a secondary sphere of fury lifted up from the initial explosion.
Leviathan rocked backward without a wound before his skin flashed a glowing miasma red and he faded from view.
And everyone returned to a landscape of fallen building and destroyed landscape over five hundred meters in radius.
He Drew his sword.
Some of those who re-appeared had been on buildings.
They fell.
Some died.
The man in blue, his golden blond hair looked and saw the dead and again he sheathed his sword and posed once more, a nimbus of green light erupting around him from the ground as arcane multi colored symbols drew into his body from a place unknown.
And a drop of golden something fell from the heavens above and landed, a ripple of space and time rolling out on the earth as it struck the ground, from this ripple a ball and rings of golden fire appeared.
Out of the dissipating golden fire was a bird of legend, instantly recognizable by all the Phoenix screamed as a rainbow arced above its glorious feathers and those who were dead were not.
And then he left.
He just walked away as if there was nothing special done here this day.
I looked at at the children, who were watching my bugs act out the scene as if it were there today. The golden Christmas beetles fled and hid under the mesh of the stage 'floor'.
They looked enraptured.
Worm / FFVII
Name: Cloudy with a chance of peace.