Mothra screeched as her eyes grew brighter. Belvera had restored a small bit of Mothra's energy with the Seal of Elias, however, Mothra was not at her full strength, she was still badly wounded.
"I wonder how Moll and Lora are doing?" Belvera wondered as she gazed up towards the blackening sky. Desghidorah and Anguirus stood in the debris of the city, resting their bodies, and preparing for the on coming battle.
Suddenly, the tiny fairy could sense something approaching, something evil, terribly evil. A few seconds later, an aperture opened in the sky that revealed a great tear in the space- time continuum.
The dark women quivered nervously, for she knew that Zembare had returned, and that he would eventually release his terror once again upon the innocent world. Belvera's steed Garugaru roared stressfully, as Zembare finally emerged from the spiraling mass of energy. Instead of attacking Mothra and the others, he flew southward, and roared maliciously off in the distance. His body was restored and he would be as difficult to defeat as he was last time.
"Desghidorah, Anguirus, follow him!" Yelled Belvera as she became livid.
By this time, Desghidorah had absorbed enough energy from the Earth in order to fly. The three headed dragon crouched down and let Anguirus climb onto his somewhat flat dorsal, so he could be transported quicker. With a flap of Desghidorah's monstrous wings, both monsters rose into the air and pursued their deadly nemesis. The weak insect Mothra attempted to fly and follow them, but she skidded a few feet above the ground, then fell back again. Mothra screeched faintly as she rested her body in the rubble. Her eyes then dimmed and barely shined their beautiful cool sapphire color.
Belvera had an unusual feeling locked with in her solid, courageous heart. It was sympathy for the wounded deity. The only time she ever had this feeling is when her sister Moll sacrificed herself to give enough power for Mothra to travel across time and defeat King Ghidorah. Her dark hair blew in the dusty wind as she closed her eyes, wondering what to do.
"I have to, I must sing, even though I never have in my sisters' manner, Mothra needs my power." Belvera said under her breath. Garugaru roared in response, she then patted him on the head. She then stood on her steed, and removed her sword from its sheath. She put the triangular pendant in the hilt and held it up high courageously. She took a deep breath, and began to sing to Mothra.
"Ia ie hao ra
Uha e ka Mosura ya
Ia ie hao ma
Roha e na Mosura ha
Kiri e wa gina hi
Mele wona kamai ka
Ia ie hao ra
Uha e ka Mosura ya
Ia ie hao ma
Roha e na Mosura ha
Kiri e wa gina hi
Mele wona kamai ka!"
"Moll?" Lora whispered as she could hear Belvera's voice riding across the warm, humid winds.
"Belvera, she's singing?" Moll said as she smiled. The dark fairy's voice was quite beautiful, she just never used her vocal abilities. Moll and Lora then lifted their voices in song, vocalizing along with their sister. As they did so, Mothra's cocoon began to shine brightly, until it suddenly burst.
Moll and Lora covered their faces, for the shining beauty was so bright and shocking. As the rays dimmed, a beautiful insect rose into the air above the Ancient Tree. As her wings spread, they became considerably larger than the tree. They stretched a whole eight-hundred and fifty feet.
Tears glistened in the fairies' eyes as they witnessed this wonder. The beautiful hued wings of the lepidopteron astounded them. The resembled her mother's wings and her grandmother's wings. They also had jagged edges that gave her a menacing appearance. Mothra Virgo let out a low growling screech and flew off towards the north, to battle Zembare along side of her mother and the other kaiju.
Belvera smiled proudly as she finished singing. By the time she did, Mothra Leo was flying southward on her way to battle.
"Thank you my daughter, my gratitude is endless." Mothra whispered telepathically as she flew out across the ocean. Belvera smiled as she nodded her head. "Garugaru!" She yelled, kicking the beasts side. She then took off and followed Mothra. However, she did have faith in Mothra, she was nervous because of the fact that Zembare had been restored back to his original power by resting in his own dreadful time period.
Aso sat restlessly in his chair now that he received word that Zembare was on a direct course for Tokyo. However, he still remained hopeful, knowing that the two Mothras were approaching. The thought of Anguirus and Desghidorah didn't thrill him though. Those two monsters have had a poor reputation in the past.
"Yuki, I want you to send all the military personnel we have, to stop Zembare!" Aso commanded.
"This battle may cost many lives, but I will not let Zembare destroy this country, or the world. Those men and women have taken oaths, they are prepared to die for this country and the world. May God help us all this night." Aso whispered under his breath.
Donny glanced over at Aso, sensing his strong emotions. "Don't worry, we will not fail. Do not doubt the ability of your men and women." He said confidently.
Belvera nervously rode through the wind, closely following Mothra. The diminutive fairy was determined to stop, or at least distract Zembare. She knew of the intensity of his evil, and with all the courage with in her heart, a small part of her feared what she was about to do. She closed her eyes, and tried to contact Zembare telepathically.
"Stop this you evil, barbaric beast, you will not succeed in conquering this planet!" Belvera said telepathically, showing off her immense amount of courage.
Suddenly, a rush of images sped through her mind. Fiery landscapes flared into the sky, barren decimated cities sat in the shadows, secluded in a cloud of dust and smoke. Finally, she saw the demon's face glaring at hers. Suddenly, the hallucination subsided, leaving the tiny women shocked.
"That will be true if you succeed, you vile monster, but we will not go down without a fight." Mumbled Belvera as she stared into the bleak distance.