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Chapter 15, Revelation
After dragging the hulking body of the defeated Nappa to the nearest medical center, Usagi, Makoto and Minako lingered in the area.
"I hope he would survive. I don't want for Rei to become a murderer." Usagi muttered to herself while looking at the floor.
Makoto grabbed her by the shoulders. "Usagi, I cannot believe what you are saying. First, Nappa is a real monster of a man. If he dies, than good riddance! Second, we are already murderers… remember Babke!"
Usagi freed herself, swatting away Makoto's hands. "You cannot? We are supposed to save lives! Not to take them! The horror on Babke was not our fault. And it will never happen again! Never ever again! I won't take any more lives, not even of enemies!" She shouted angrily.
She backed away from Makoto, starting to cry. "My dear friend, stalwart, dependable Makoto! Turned in a dark and twisted mockery of herself. I can't stand it! Please, please, return to your senses! We cannot let this place worm its way in our minds any more that it has already done!" She pleaded miserably.
"Usagi…" Minako had no words for her friend. She could understand Makoto's bitterness. She felt the same. The nauseous memory of Babke caused an acrid taste of bile to surge in her mouth. At the same time the temptation to surrender to the warm, red haze of battle-lust threatened to overwhelm her with excitement every time she used her new strength. It was excruciatingly confusing.
Makoto was on the verge of losing her temper. With a mighty effort she calmed down. "I'm sorry… I don't know if I can go back to my old self. Not here… not in this body. I…"
An acute voice interrupted her. "Makoto! Here you are! Father ordered me to remind your agreement! We have training to do!" Raditz shouted while running into her arms.
"Raditz! I'm sorry, I forgot… I will come shortly." Makoto could not suppress a smile. The young Saiyan boy was so carefree now. Very different from the sad child she met not so many days ago.
"Come now! I want to get stronger as soon as possible and you promised to cook me that 'ramen' dish!" He was jumping up and down with youthful excitement. "By the way, the duel was awesome! Father won several bets thanks to your friend. Are you all this powerful?" He asked Usagi and Minako.
Smiling, they assured him Makoto was the strongest of them. "Wow! I knew it! Come on Makoto, Father is waiting for us!" The boy grabbed Makoto's hand, literally dragging her away.
"I must go now. We will catch up later!" Makoto told them, following Raditz out of the corridor.
Minako patted Usagi on the shoulder. "Maybe this is what Makoto needs. Caring for someone will bring out her gentleness. Don't worry too much. She will recover her usual self." She smiled at her.
Usagi sighed. "I hope you are right. I sincerely hope so. I…" Her scouter beeped madly, stopping her musings.
When she activated the device an angry voice erupted from the speakers. "Usagi! You worthless piece of wormy trash! Get your sorry ass here, or I will personally kick you into orbit!"
Usagi snapped promptly at attention! "Yes sir!" Nizuki's voice zapped the young woman into action. "Must go! She will kill me! Bye!" She ran away at full speed, waving at Minako.
The girl smiled. Her friend hadn't changed a bit. Even as a Saiyan. Minako gracefully flew out of the nearest window, calling her new friends with the scouter. She wanted to ask something to Seripa and Toma. She was not worried for Rei; the medical machines would heal her.
Nonetheless she felt uneasy. Something on the godforsaken planet was not right. Since Usagi told her of her fight with the 'wife' of the deceased warrior she supposedly killed in self-defense, she smelled something fishy. Maybe it was the void Jean spoke of. Maybe not. Her old habits as Sailor V, the ally of justice, prompted her to investigate.
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Almost a month had passed from the fateful duel between Rei and Nappa. The young seer recovered completely thanks to the medical machines and her strength increased both from zenkai and the grueling training sessions prince Vegeta ordered her to undertake.
At the same time the King ordered the creation of a 'fire reading' hall. Shiny wood panels cut from the trees of the northern forests were brought to cover the plasticrete walls. A huge fire pit would be filled with rare and bright burning alien woods. The room was to be bereft of any decoration, as Rei wanted it to be.
The King started to ask her advice over many matters and Rei had to study the current situation of the Saiyan Kingdom to better concentrate in her meditations. Again, prince Vegeta was a great help in this. Despite his young age he was very sharp, and very interested in all the questions the King asked her.
Rei's visions were blurry as usual, but their frequency and precision had increased from her life on earth. She started to have hunches and vibes from normal situations too, so she asked Jean to help her understand the new power.
The Runner, Nappa out of the picture, was assigned to prince Vegeta guards. Thus she and Rei were often together. The two women were given lavish chambers in the castle and rarely came out of the fortress.
The ex-captain recovered slowly from the hideous burns he suffered. Even with the medical machines his face was forever scarred. After treatment the King immediately ordered him to a distant PTO planet on sentry duty, following Rei's suggestion.
Meanwhile Makoto decided to move in Sharotto's old room, to be with Raditz full-time and to keep her part of the deal with Bardock.
"Are you going to live with that brute?" Asked Usagi, surprised by her decision.
Makoto sighed, expecting the reaction. "He is not a 'brute'! He is a normal Saiyan warrior! Don't worry; I only agreed to keep his rooms clean and to cook for him. Nothing more. I need the training and Raditz needs him even more. I'm going to punch the idea of fatherhood in Bardock's thick head until he makes up to his son!"
Bardock's training was severe and exhausting but Makoto and Raditz wouldn't set for anything less. The boy was very serious and through, giving his best every time. Makoto suspected his motive being Bardock's approval. Her cooking became quickly famous and more and more cooks started to ask her for recipes, much to cook-chief Boboghia annoyance.
Minako and Ami still slept in their old quarters with Usagi, but they were almost always out on their own. They went out at dawn and returned just before going to sleep.
Minako, together with Seripa and Toma, recruited some friends and formed the 'Space Blasters' Powerball team. Combat training, often in the form of Powerball games with other squad's teams, occupied most of their day. She spent the remaining time pursuing a special project she never spoke of.
Ami was very busy trying to understand the complicated device they needed to return to their dimension. She was also training with Tarble to increase her strength.
Usagi immediately warned her of the odd concept of Saiyans dating. "Be careful. They follow strange customs!"
"I don't mind…" Replied shyly the smart girl. "… If it's Tarble." She added blushing.
"You really are dating him! Ami!" Usagi could not believe it, her friend was usually totally allergic to anything love related, and now…
"T-Tarble asked me if he could come with us on Earth. He hates living here. He is a pacifist, you know…"
"Oh… I hope the outers would not attack him once there… And even then… leaving behind friends, family and his very world!" Usagi was very surprised at the news. Tarble was a good man but he was a Saiyan. There was no way Haruka and Michiru would ignore him. And there was the little issue of coming from another reality altogether. Setsuna was the guardian of time and space; she was very strict with her duty.
Ami replied seriously, clearly on the defensive. "We are his only friends, with the possible exception of Maizen. Tarble told me they were inseparable until he got promoted to captain. Now he is a general and they don't see each other anymore. And what of his family? The King and the other warriors think nothing of him! I consider his decision very brave. Let me speak for him to the outers!"
Usagi was actually happy for Ami. Romantic love with an alien prince, the only good man in a planet of barbarians. It sounded like a love novel's plot! She knew of her friend's secret interest in such stories.
Yet she felt alone now. Usagi always found difficult to wake up at morning and that had not changed in a Saiyan body. Every day, by the time she was fully aware, her friends had already left. When she returned home no-one was usually there. Being tired from her own workout and having absolutely nothing to do she went to sleep before they returned.
Thus the only contacts with her friends were rare and fleeting glimpses at dawn or dusk. This depressed her greatly. No Mamoru, no friends, no family, no sweets, no games, nothing at all but training!
Not that she hated it anymore. On Earth she loathed excessive physical activity. A good game once in a while was ok, but intensive training was a no-no. Now she actually enjoyed it. The feeling of her new well-toned muscles straining, the rush of power coursing through her body, the exhilaration of flying. To her Saiyan body and instincts, training was fun!
Nizuki finally graduated Usagi to the intermediate level, pairing her to a fourteen year old Saiyan girl named Feneru. This meant constant fighting for almost ten hours a day! Feneru was not tall as Usagi, but many times more violent and moody. The norm for a Saiyan woman. She had ruffled shoulder length hair and long side bangs. Strangely enough she refused to join a warrior's squad and was so assigned to Maizen's staff.
Under Nizuki's command they worked for no more than three hours each day on the strange database entries Lord Frieza requested. No PTO technician was permitted to see their work and Usagi suspected the newly promoted 'general' Maizen to alter the entries after their work was done.
She saw him working on the data in his station with practiced ease. She could see in her mind young Maizen and Tarble working together in the Tsufuru science center. Too bad the young general's ambition strained their friendship.
The man was a mystery to her. He had all the bad attitudes of Mamoru and none of the good qualities save the looks. He was using the invasion of a pacific world as a political ploy to improve his standing. He even used her friend Rei to kill off the opposition! Usagi was not present at the dinner in which Rei challenged Nappa, but from the account Jean gave her, she was sure the man had actually engineered the conversation to have his way. Unforgivable!
Nizuki was all over him though, and Usagi had promised not to stand in her way. She actually thought about helping her. Maizen however was a real cold fish and ignored every women save Usagi.
"Why on earth… wait… on Vegeta… did he has to follow my every progress? I don't want anything from him. Poor Nizuki, she's like totally transparent to him." Usagi whispered to Feneru during a break in training.
The young warrior girl smirked while gulping down a pint of some purple juice. "It's their status, you dolt! She's a common warrior and he's a noble. Even if she becomes élite, she will be always beneath him. You on the other hand are a total mystery. You could be a princess of a lost tribe, your kingdom destroyed but your royal lineage intact. You told us of being from the Galangal tribes, didn't you?"
Usagi sprayed on the floor the juice she was drinking, coughing and stuttering. "P-princess of a lost kingdom? W-why should I be a princess? Do I seem one? Do I?"
Feneru laughed loudly at her reaction. "I was joking! Joking! You are the least princessy of all Saiyan women! If your tribe had a princess she had to be that Seer at the King's court, Rei. Don't worry about that Buns-head." She looked around conspiratorial. "I think the pervert likes you for the helpless aura you radiate. Nizuki is too competent and strong for him."
"Aww! You are making fun of me as usual! I'm not helpless!" pouted Usagi relieved. The last thing she wanted was to start again with the 'lost princess' thing. She struggled for years with the notion that Mamoru only liked her due to their previous life's memories. This was also the greatest weakness of her love for Mamo-chan. "Did I really love him, or 'she' loved him and I am forced to live again her feelings?" She asked herself in her thoughts.
"Quit slacking off, you two!" Barked Nizuki in their direction. "Usagi, I want you to fight with Feneru more seriously. She will never improve if you continue to pull your punches. Another duel, now!"
Groaning loudly Usagi walked to the center of the training platform. These continuous duels were quite a workout but she had to concede that her fighting skill had improved immensely. This was not a simple exchange of energy attacks like her fights as Sailor Moon, but a physical close-up-and-personal confrontation. Punches, kicks, knee and elbow strikes, hand chops and head-butts, Saiyan martial arts were fast and brutal and very effective.
Her Saiyan body was incredibly tough and resilient, capable of withstanding a surprising amount of punishment. Even then, wounds were inevitable. In the past Usagi would have whimpered at the slightest injury, now she ignored the pain and fought on. Her real mettle, usually coming out only in the direst situations, was dug out by Nizuki's training, honed and polished until it became almost a second nature.
Dodging a nasty eye-gouging attack that scratched her cheek, Usagi kicked Feneru on the head, only to stop her attack when the girl failed to block it. Her opponent immediately grabbed the leg and slammed her on the floor.
Nizuki stopped them. "Usagi! Idiot! Why did you botch that kick? She was off-balance. Were you afraid to injure her?" She noted the smirk on Feneru's lips.
While Usagi recovered her balance, the Saiyan warrior woman never stopped scolding her. "She missed the block on purpose! She knew you would have stopped your attack… It was a feint in which she exploited this idiotic gentle nature of yours! Be smart or you will never become élite! Am I speaking to a stone? Answer me!"
Sighing, Usagi lowered her eyes. "I… did not want to hurt her… this is only training after all."
"Argh! This is precisely what I said before! Do! Not! Pull! Your! Punches! Again!" She waved at them, signaling to continue fighting.
The two girls exchanged blows, this time Usagi being more aggressive. Five years fighting as Sailor Moon gave her the combat experience her opponent lacked. Feneru was strong but she mostly won her battles changing into Oozaru form, as was usual with Saiyan youngsters.
On the other hand, Usagi was used to battle vastly stronger opponents. Now that she was the stronger, only her gentle nature kept her back. Going all-out was difficult. Her body loved the challenge but her mind did not. However the constant remarks bellowed at her by Nizuki and Feneru's lowly tactics were starting to grate at her nerves. After another vicious attack Usagi decided to show her opponent the error of her ways. She increased speed and power almost to the limit and overwhelmed Feneru's defense with a couple of powerful punches.
Startled by the onslaught the girl lost her balance. Usagi spun on herself in a quick roundhouse kick that connected on the girl's jaw. Feneru was thrown back by a few meters and landed heavily on the floor, dazed. Usagi kept a straight face, but she mentally congratulated at herself. Payback!
"Oh! Finally! It wasn't so difficult, wasn't it? On your feet girl, fight on!" Barked again their commander. Feneru however was still sprawled on the ground, groaning. Nizuki softly kicked her. "On your feet, warrior!"
Grunting, the girl tried to stand, only to fall again. "She must have a concussion or something…" Nizuki turned to address Usagi, who was standing there horrified.
"I… I hurt her! I'm so sorry!" Hurrying to help Feneru, she knelt beside her. "Here… try to rest a little; I'll help you to the Medical Center…"
Nizuki grabbed the stunned girl pulling her over the shoulder. "Quit the theatrics Buns-head. I will take her to a medical machine. You have the rest of the day free. Good work."
She smiled at Usagi's stricken face. "Next time I want you to remember how today you finally started to fight seriously. That was a good kick girl! We'll see each other tomorrow morning… Unless she dies from the concussion… ha ha ha!"
Usagi gawked at the warrior woman while she walked out of the training hall with Feneru straddled like a sack of potatoes on her shoulder. "I hope she was joking! She wouldn't die from my kick… I hope… Oh… I hate all of this!"
Locked in anguish Usagi ran up to the balcony and jumped in the air. Learning to fly was the only good thing that came about from their arrival in that accursed planet. Rocketing at breakneck speed in the sky was the only release from the tension she accumulated in the past weeks. And she was fast! According to Ami's measurements she was twice as fast as her power level normally allowed. Maneuvering was still her weak point however.
She headed towards the sea, flying as low as she could. Her speed created so strong a turbulence to raise a spray of water after her passage. She abruptly changed course, rising toward the sky. Punching a hole into the clouds she reached the atmosphere's limit. Holding her breath she paused for an instant, looking at the sun setting over the horizon. A breathtaking sight… being in a Saiyan body sure had its perks. A human's blood would have boiled away due to the low pressure, if it wasn't already frozen.
Having regained her composure, Usagi flew back towards the fortress city and the Science Tower, hoping to hear good news from her friend Ami. That morning she told to all of them to come at her lab at sunset.
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Makoto cursed under her lips for the hundredth time. It was not enough to clean and cook for that idiot, now he insisted at something completely unreasonable. They waited for Raditz to go to train with his friends, before starting the fireworks.
"No! It's final! You won't send him in mission!" She shouted at Bardock while giving him the cold shoulder.
"Shut up woman! I thought you wanted him to be strong!" He retorted, puzzled by the young lady's reaction. A normal Saiyan mother would be proud of her son being sent to a mission of conquest! But Makoto was completely different from Sharotto, or from any other Saiyan woman…
"I wanted you to be a father for him! You idiot!" She barked back at the handsome warrior.
"And I was! We trained for more than three weeks and he is ready! I can assure you, the Tosutons are a weak race. With a power level of about one hundred, he shouldn't have any problems. Besides, that planet has eleven moons; a full one is almost assured. It will be easy like slicing a Grokk's belly!"
Makoto whirled towards him, angrier than ever. Her cheek scar was livid and her eyes sparkled. As usual, her hair was crackling from the electrical currents she released while enraged. Bardock could not repress a shiver, she was beautiful!
"I don't want him to kill millions of innocents, and you shouldn't want it too! He's a child, for heaven's sake! Don't make him become a murderer like… like us!"
Bardock furrowed his brow, grabbing her shoulders. "Makoto, why do you think we are murderers? We are warriors! We don't steal like thieves, we conquer! We don't stab anyone in the back, we fight face to face! We risk our life because fighting IS our life! Why can't you understand that?"
She tried to free herself, but without using her lightning she couldn't. He was still stronger than her. She averted her eyes. "It's you that don't understand. What honor or glory could be gained by slaughtering innocents? You should fight against the evil in the universe, not the other way around!"
Much to her surprise Bardock nodded. "Fine! If this is what you want, it can be done."
The young woman lost all of her anger, due to the extreme surprise. "W-what do you mean?"
"I mean Raditz will stay here for a while, training with my buddies, while we go on a fighting-evil mission. Is this acceptable to you? I will prove that we are not criminals and that your objections are just stupid babble." He smirked at her with his usual irritating handsomeness.
"A fighting-evil mission? Explain." She could never stay angry at him too long. He had an innocent side in his personality that was difficult to spot at the beginning, but it was there. He did not really grasp the magnitude of all the suffering his race inflicted upon others. Like little children squashing bugs, the Saiyans were not truly evil, at least the majority of them, just amoral.
Bardock shrugged. With her explanations were always due. She could never take an order without asking why it was given. "Many PTO clients requests protection from space pirates or enemy armies, even space monsters or something like that. These are high-profile assignments, only for the élite. Your power level is still low, a little over three thousands, but I can take you with me on a simple mission. No civilians harmed no extinctions, no conquest, just defense. I can't guarantee against the slaughter though… Space pirates can be stubborn."
Makoto could not decide if the last sentence was a joke. He was deadly serious, but Saiyans did have a twisted sense of humor. "Raditz will stay here?"
He nodded.
"No civilian deaths? No atrocities? Only pirate hunting?"
He nodded again. "You can't eat for free, you have to work you know? If you don't like conquest, we can protect. Deal?"
She looked at him, unconvinced. This could still be some sort of weird Saiyan's bonding ritual. "I can't answer on such a short notice. Give me time to consider it."
Bardock sighed. "You think too much for your own good. But… OK. I will wait one day."
She nodded at him. "I will go to speak with my friends. I'll tell you my decision when I'm back."
"You should let me teach you how to fly. Walking up to the Science Tower will take you at least an hour. It's a maze of corridors, you know?" He smiled at her, already knowing the answer.
"No! I can't fly. Stop asking me! Bye." She ran away, cursing his persistence.
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Raditz was annoyed with Makoto. This was a new feeling for him. The young woman was perfect in almost every other way, but she would not let him go on a mission!
He worked so hard for this and finally Father recognized his worth. Making him join a squad and starting a warrior's life should have been a joy for her, but no! She wanted him safe, in shame, like his late mother!
Still fuming, the boy wandered aimlessly the halls of the fortress city. So distracted to bump on someone. "Stupid grokk-head, look where you go!" He grumbled looking up. His gaze met the ugly scaled face of a big alien, probably a PTO guard.
"You luk w're ye go, yong'un! And lern sam mann'rs!" The alien told him with his horrible accent, while slamming a hand on his face. Caught by surprise the boy staggered back, but was on his feet in a moment. Like any other Saiyan his answer to violence was more violence, so he charged the creature, fighting with all of his power.
The alien, surprised at the viciousness of his attack failed to block his punch from connecting. The attack drew blood. Wiping the clear violet fluid from his lips, the creature sneered at the boy. "N'w I'm going to kill 'u!" The creature attacked at the boy with a fast combo of punches and kicks.
The Alien's strength overwhelmed Raditz. He could not block his attacks. He could not hit him anymore. A kick slammed in the guts, leaving him powerless on the floor. So this was the real limit of his strength? He waited for the killing blow, but it never came. Rising his eyes, he dared to look at his tormentor.
The Alien's punch was firmly in the grasp of a man. The faint crunching noise of bones breaking sounded like music to the boy's ears.
"G-general Maizen, sir!" Raditz was surprised to see the high-class warrior defending him.
Maizen released the Alien soldier. "I trust you will refrain from hitting a boy in the future. Was I sufficiently clear?" He asked.
Grunting the PTO soldier nodded, running away the moment Maizen lowered his gaze on Raditz.
"You were very brave to stand up to him. Tell me the reason for your duel." He asked gently.
Raditz sighed, and then he started to talk. About his mother, his father. About Makoto and her stubborn decision not to let him fight.
The general nodded. "I see. Then I have a proposal for you. Hear me out…"
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Sometime later, in the Science Tower, the five girls from another universe were standing in front of a really big device, together with the runner and the ex-prince.
A very drawn and tired looking Ami was explaining them how they would return to their universe. "This device is a Negative-mass-matter Stream Projector. Tarble and I revised and tested it. It should stabilize an unstable wormhole, like the ones Jean can conjure on her own, without first defeating the Void."
The runner was impressed. The little girl managed to repair and test an impossibly complex device in only three weeks! If the contraption worked as intended, her runner associates would be very interested. With it they could travel freely between universes. Their first real advantage over the minions of the Faceless One.
Usagi looked skeptically at the device. She was as always dubious of any complicated machinery. And Ami looks worried her. "Ami, dear. You look terrible! Are you eating enough?"
Tarble opened his mouth, trying to tell her something. But Ami stopped him. "We worked around the clock to finish this, but I assure you that I have no problems whatsoever. Tarble's synthetic food replicator is working fine for me. Now… If Jean could open a little wormhole, we could test the device without thr risk of blowing away half the planet."
Minako jumped at the statement. "You are kidding, aren't you? Ami?"
Rei sighed at her friend's usual lack of insight. "She's serious. It's obvious." Lately her sensitivity was so fine-tuned she started to feel annoyed by everyone's lack of perception.
Minako grunted at her bluntness. "I'm not a seer like you. Sorry of being myself…" She muttered angrily.
"Please, don't bicker between yourselves! Jean-san, can you do as Ami asked?" Usagi pleaded her friends to stop their quarrel with large teary eyes.
Makoto snorted at them. "Don't make Usagi sad, girls! We'll only waste time." She looked at the Runner. "Ami asked you something…"
Jean ignored her gloomy manners. "Sure. This will burn my karma very fast. I hope you are right."
Ami nodded. "I am. We will use the stabilized wormhole to read the situation on earth and visualize the moment of our departure for this world. This way I should be able to fine tune the device to point at the right place at the right moment. When Jean will open the real wormhole I will be ready.
The runner smiled at her. "No time to dawdle then. Turn on the device and I'll work my magic."
She raised her hands in front of her, concentrating her power on punching through the veil of reality. Space warped and stretched, a humming sound rose from the center of the room. A smell of ozone filled the chamber, while the sound grew stronger. Finally, with a whooshing sound a vortex of blue-red energy formed, swirling lazily in front of them.
Ami promptly fired her device, producing a white beam of light, which pulsed his way into the vortex. Regulating various settings in the device, Ami managed to enlarge the vortex, clearing up the swirling colors at its center.
"We should see the top of the Fashion Building at Juuban. If not, I'll have to vary the twenty-dimensional matrix I used to pinpoint our reality." She shouted over the noise of the Vortex.
The seven friends looked at the image forming at the center of the vortex.
"It is becoming clearer!" Minako shouted. "I can see the rooftop!"
"It's working! You are a genius Ami!" Added Makoto.
Rei stood silent. She started to feel a very bad vibe.
The image crystallized before their eyes. They could see the right building, the right rooftop and…
…Themselves, still transformed as Sailor Senshi, getting up after being scattered away by the otherworldly wind that brought them on planet Vegeta!
Their voices reached them from the other universe!
"That was a close call Usagi! You should not throw yourself in situations like this without waiting for Ami's analysis! I told you that at least a hundred times!" Sailor Mars was scolding Eternal Sailor Moon.
Rei remembered that very words. She wanted to tell her the same things, an instant before being swept away in this universe!
"What…?" Usagi could not understand what was happening. "Are you sure this is our universe? We are still there! Maybe they are alternate versions of us…"
Ami was working feverishly on the device's controls. "The quantum signature is the correct one. I… can't understand…"
Before anyone could say something more, Sailor Pluto's image materialized in the center of the vortex!
"Alien beings from another dimension! You shall not pass in our universe! Be gone!" She shouted while waving at them her Garnet Staff! The vortex vanished with a popping sound and the device stopped working.
The runner looked at their stricken faces. "Oops!"