Tonight we storm Novarista Castle…tonight we storm Novarista Castle…tonight we storm Novarista Castle…
The words echoed in Falo's mind again and again as he stealthily followed Nox and his allies. He couldn't try to stop them now; they had many swordsmen on their side and he knew he would be killed. All he could do was alert the other soldiers, find Matin and keep her safe until backup arrived.
Matin smiled widely at the woman before her.
"You're here," she said. "Now I can reincarnate everyone else…I can save everyone."
"Please," said Sigma. "Call me and my brethren the Zeta, for your song has given us the power to become magical beings by traveling through the lane of Zeta."
Matin had heard of the lane of Zeta; it was what her colleague, a boy named Lien Clewing, called the path by which souls traveled. He was the son of Aria Clewing, a woman who worked as a scientist watching over the microquasar. She had both of them to thank for her success.
Now, Matin realized, was the time to call forth all the other souls and create the other Zeta.
Just then, the door to the microquasar room banged open. Matin turned to see who had barged in and let out an "oh!" of surprise.
The boy who stood before her looked like her mirror image, except he wore different clothes and his hair was in a single braid. Surely this had to be her lost brother!
"By Trisagion!" Matin exclaimed. "He found you!"
"I don't know who you mean," Nox said in an angry tone. "I am merely here to put an end to Noigllado's tyranny!"
With his left hand, he drew a golden sword embedded with a magenta gem, just like the one in Trisagion.
Something clicked in Matin's head.
"T-tyranny?" she said softly. "We have been nothing but just…!"
"Empress Matin!" said a voice.
Falo made his way through the crowd of people behind Nox.
"Worry not! I am here to protect you!"
"Wait!" Matin cried out. "Don't hurt my brother!"
"I don't wish to," Falo said. "But I must save you!"
With that, he charged at Adhuk and the two men began to fight, clashing their swords.
Matin looked among the crowd of people. She saw citizens of Noigllado and Azuelgatt, among them a woman who appeared to be an Azuelgatt soldier.
"Don't toy with me!" yelled Nox. "I know what you and Agiona have been doing! This country is on the verge of ruin, and Azuelgatt is suffering! It's all your fault!"
"What?" Matin gasped softly.
Noigllado on the verge of ruin and Azuelgatt suffering? She had never heard of that, and Nox was saying Agiona had something to do with it.
"Why would anyone do something like that?" said Matin.
"What are you up to?!" Nox demanded.
"I just want to save everyone," Matin replied.
With that, she raised Trisagion, shining a brilliant turquoise blue, and began to sing.
Everyone looked in awe. Adhuk and Falo dropped their weapons as the aura surrounded Matin once more, and, like before, jumped into the microquasar.
Then, thousands of light spheres came out, many hovering in the air. They transformed into men and women, some of whom had skin the colors of grass and fruit, and all of whom had hair appearing to be made of light waves.
Nox blinked twice. No, it couldn't be! But it was.
He had thought that lost souls in the microquasar were legend, but here they were, and Matin Catorce was creating a whole new race of people.
When he thought about, Nox didn't believe that rescuing lost souls was something a horrible tyrant would do. And she'd seemed so shocked at his words. Whatever was going on on the Ark of Zektbach, she knew nothing of it.
Finally, a pale green light sphere and a bright hot pink one came out of the microquasar. They settled on the end of the bridge. The green one transformed into the image of a girl with short brown hair, brilliant green eyes and pale skin. She wore what looked like an elaborate kimono. The other sphere of light too became a girl, but this one had long magenta hair and piercing pink eyes. She was a bit paler than the other, and she wore a short fuchsia dress.
"Are you the Will of the lost planet?" Matin asked.
The green-eyed girl spoke.
"Yes. And so is she. When the planet was transformed into the microquasar, we were split. I govern balance and harmony. Call me Malchut."
"And I govern ideas and passion," said the other. "Please call me L'erisia."