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Session 107

These Four Words

The ride back to earth left much unease within Polly. While she was starting to get used to all the travelling they had been doing recently, a different issue seemed ready to fill that particular hole quite well.

"Can I ask you something?" she remarked.

"Shoot."

Polly took a couple deep breaths and focused in on her partner.

"When we all got seperated, I ended up in some weird resort and had to man a space elevator. Do you know anything about that?"

Fatemon scratched his chin and took a deep breath.

"Was everything white and stuff?" The harem mage inquired and Polly nodded.

"Yeah."

"I do, actually." the harem mage answered and leaned forward a tiny bit. "What would you like to know about it?"

"How good even is an elevator if you have magic and stuff?"

Fatemon let out a laugh.

"It's complicated. Sure you can teleport oneself up there, but that takes a lot of energy. So some idiots decided that was the best solution for this problem was to build large tubes to shoot people up into space."

Polly gave him a confused glance. While the monk magi was following her teacher's explanation well enough, it hadn't quite clicked for her.

"But wouldn't those be imprecise due to the movement of the earth?" she inquired and got a nod from her partner.

"Pretty much." Fatemon answered. "Anything else?"

"Just some people missing a variety of body parts along with a blob that I guess represents what remains of my original body?"

Her partner nodded once more, only for his gaze to fall to the floor.

"It's a possibility." he whispered and let out a sigh. "But I don't really know anymore."

Polly walked over and wrapped her arms around him.

"It's alright." the monk magi whispered back as Fatemon joined her in this embrace. "We're so close to the end. Just a little more and we'll get there."

They both took a deep breath as the armored vehicle came to a gradual stop, the members of Delta making their way to the front and cautiously filed out.

The orange hue of a twilight sky hung over them as the moon got ready to take its place in the sky. And if one listened closely, you could just hear the very faint sound of a nostalgic track. How it was still playing after all these years and change of cycles is beyond me. Or how it was even being heard all the way in Europe? You know, all sorts of good questions you people never ask. Maybe you people are just afraid of the FFnet review boxes.

Of course, the Gostelows were just casually waiting there. But unlike the past couple encounters, only Adrian had taken the stand.

"Okay..." Elena remarked as Polly, Fatemon and Chacha stepped forward. "Is there anything we can do to help?"

"Just watch." the monk magi remarked and got a nod in return. She turned her attention back to her former father, cracking a bit of a smile.

"No hard feelings?"

There was no answer, with Adrian choosing to charging towards her friends behind her, with little regards to his 'daughter' or the rest of Delta.

Seaside Throw!

Polly grabbed hold of the opponent, flinging him away as her teammates pulled their weapons out.

"Kill me! Kill me!" Adrian screamed and ran towards them once more, swinging his pole about with little abandon.

Parasol Blade!

Chacha swung her umbrella into Adrian, watching him flail about like a ragdoll. Yet, that was not enough to end the inventor's wrath.

"This for what you did to Lauren!" the scientist screamed as he charged forth for the third time, swinging his rod at Fatemon. But the harem mage slapped it away as lava began to squirt forth form his hands.

Ásfairi Gi (Infernal Earth)!

A stream of superheated lava shot out of the harem mage's hands, leaving his opponent with quite the impressive burns. Which makes one wonder why he didn't bring some sort of fire protection to this fight.

"Just shut up." Adrian snarled and spat on Fatemon's cloak. "You took away my wife's future and left the remains to be picked up by other people! Then you just pop back out of nowhere, grab my 'daughter 'and then just fill her head with all your corrupt and wrong ideas and ideals. YOU'LL FUCKING PAY FOR THAT!"

The inventor then slammed his weapon into Fatemon, knocking him to the ground. Polly and Chacha ran over, but found their attempt to reach him stopped.

"Just die, will you?" Adrian continued as a smile of sorts twisted into place. "Mahora was already a corpse when you took up teaching that class. It was to be a simple job but no, you just had to take a stand and spit in our faces."

Fatemon rolled his eyes and gave his opponent a kick to the groin. As he did that, his companions managed to break through the barrier.

"If I have too, I'll hunt Julie down herself and show her the strength of my magic."

Adrian let out a laugh.

"I WOULD LIKE TO WATCH YOU TRY!" he screamed, motioning for the arrival of someone. "Now come, my tiger!"

The scientist stood there, waiting for his supposed tiger to show up. And maybe it would've, if not for the fact that said 'tiger' choked herself death.

Vamptech!

Adrian took the draining attack head-on, as if all common sense had left his body a long time ago. Not that I'm that surprised by that.

Watery Grave Punch!

Polly slid across the ground, slamming her fist into her father and launched them up into the air. She then gave her partners a nod.

Pylónas tou Tártarou (Pillar of Tartarus)!

Astral Perception!

Fatemon brought forth an obelisk and slammed it down towards their opponent. Of course, Chacha's laser came down and shattered it into a million pieces and made that a surefire success.

"Is that really the best you got?" Adrian screamed as the mahora trio gave each other a quick glance, followed by another nod.

Unity: πολεμικός τάφος (Watery Grave Inferno)!

Polly started it off with a variation of her usual move, launching both of opponents up into the air. As the opponents shot upwards, Fatemon pelted them and Polly with a mix of lava and magical energy. Of course, this resulted in the monk magi temporarily engulfing them with her body as Chacha let forth another round of Astral Perception. What growth had occurred, 'shattered' and covered their opponents in slime.

"We just want this to end." Polly whispered and took a deep breath as she walked towards her 'father'. "Is that too much to ask for?"

Yet, Adrian began to snicker.

"I hope you're fucking happy beating that stupid dead corpse of yours." Adrian taunted, his laughter giving way to a snicker. "Should've had Julie do her thing when y-"

Before that truly wonderful sentence could be finished, the order scientist found himself face down in the ground by way of his daughter. Blow for blow she went, always making sure to aim for spots that wouldn't cause any major damage.

When the deed was done, they turned their attention to their teammates as the bell rang twelve times.

"Is it over?" Olrumon inquired as the group's attention turned to him. "Does that mean we've won?"

But all he got was silence

Fatemon rolled his eyes and walked over to Adrian. When he got there, he delivered a right hook to the leg. Polly followed, doing something similar to her mother.

"Are you happy now?"

They waited a few seconds, only to get more laughter.

"Ha ha!" Adrian announced as he managed to jump out of his hole. "Fuck all of you!"

The rest of Delta aimed their weapons towards this asshole, more than ready to take him and his wife on. Of course, Adrian went for his daughter and took a swing. He failed miserably, hitting nothing but air in the process as Delta charged forth.

But before they could reach him, the scientist chose the coward's way out. His pole was now planted in the ground, with his body now sticking through it.

Once more, the bell rang twelve times. But still no dumb retort from Julie. Though, it could be that her voice can't quite reach them. Which is fine by me.

"Uh… now what?"

That was the question on their minds. But before they could really ponder it, Fatemon pulled Polly in.

"I'm sorry." he whispered and took a deep breath. "This probably going to sound wrong, but..."

The two broke away, only for the harem mage to get down on one knee.

"Will you marry me?"

Polly's eyes lit up and she leaned into the harem mage. Then she whispered something into his ear. But it would seem that Fatemon hadn't caught it.

"Could you repeat that for me?"

Polly delivered a right hook to her partner's face, which forced him to drop the ring. She then the object get absorbed within her body,

"I said yes, you silly mage!" the monk magi answered as her teammates took a deep breath of relief. "But on one condition."

"You want to go back to Mahora, don't you?" Chacha remarked.

Polly's gaze focused back on her teammates, who gave her a nod.

"Yeah." the monk magi answered. "If nothing else, we need to bring this to an end."

She took a deep breath and made her way towards the armored vehicle. The rest of delta follows right behind, not wanting anything more to do with this place.

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The moment he stepped inside the jails, he knew.

"Sorry to drag you in on such short notice." Sachiko remarked as she and Chaos made their way from the door. "He's inside."

He gave them a nod in return, trying to hide the feelings within. He was tempted to inquire why they were here, but something told them the answer was already known.

"I'll tell you later."

"Understood." he remarked and opened the door.

"Hello, TJ!"

Notes:

This is a bit of a mess.

Chronologically, this is the first chapter written during the hiatus. It was also going to be the sole chapter. But I decided against that. Heck, Lauren was originally going to be part of this fight.

Last weekly chapter. The rest of DAO will be done the following week.

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Next Time: It's time. Let us go full circle, shall we?