Chapter Twenty Six: The Golden
The three fusions dashed into the room, confronted by the four-armed Blue Diamond hologram, who had dipped Pink Diamond.
They glowed, forming Orichalcum.
Coesite quivered in fear, bringing himself together after a few seconds.
Calcite grinned. "You haven't changed at all, Orichalcum."
He summoned his scimitar, dashing forward and colliding with the massive body.
Orichalcum picked him up by his collar like a mother to her puppy.
"Hmph." They threw the fusion into a wall, making a dent.
Rose Zircon punched their legs.
"Ow!" Orichalcum stood on two legs.
"You're being very naughty."
Coesite ran in, his blades sinking into Orichalcum's legs.
They jumped back.
"Heh, you can throw fusions aside yet you can't endure being stabbed."
Orichalcum grinned as if they were going to win – for once...
Rose Zircon launched a lance into Orichalcum's face.
The fusion clutched its face, falling back.
Armor fell off from the impact.
They all slipped the armor devices into their belts before being coated in a translucent barrier.
Somehow a bit of the magic used slipped out, illuminating the room.
This apparently hurt Orichalcum, how was now trying to limp away.
That might do the trick.
If they couldn't push them off a pillar of ice, they'd torture them.
Coesite spun around, the light shining off him like a disco ball.
Orichalcum held their eyes shut. "Make it stoo-op!" They whined a bit.
Calcite jumped onto Orichalcum's apparently solid back.
If it was solid, would this hurt?
He got in a stance, jabbing the scimitar downwards into the back.
Orichalcum roared, grabbing Calcite and throwing him to the ground.
Rose Zircon jumped around, distracting them.
The hologram exploded into light.
The fusions were confused.
What had just happened?
And now there were two spiral stairways, intertwining like ribbons, glittering in the light.
In the center of the room, there was a strange symbol.
After unfusing, the group stood on it, being elevated to the next floor.
Yellow Diamond was next.
The final battle.