"Your deception will not work on me", Kensei's eyes narrowed.
"I can feel the evil pouring out of you. I allow you here simply because of the situation we are all in. Once we finish with this alien scourge, you are next."
Goddess turns to Kensei, and simply said, "
Such harsh words to an innocent merely tainted against her will by demonic forces..." her words carrying a tinge of sadness and hurt to them, and turns back, "
I shall prove my intent here," she lied.
At first, she simply just tries a few of her fire bursting spells, yelling "
Duchet" over and over, a little louder than the time before, making the explosions a little bigger than before. Unfortunately, none of them even left a scratch. To this, Goddess frowned. Sure, she had some higher eschelon spells, but they were all a slight bit...risky.
"
So, gonna have to actually back up your words now, are ya?" the cat purred, "
But no demon summoning. They'll catch you. And it seems like you don't have the magical power to rain fire and brimstone anymore, so what to do?"
"
Simple, butterflies. Besides, I don't think I even have any of those left..." was her only answer, and seemingly to noone in particular.
"
Wait wait. No. You -just- woke up,"
"
Shut up," she flatly said, and curled her fists, raising her face to the sky, then to Kensei, sweetening her voice again, "
Please protect me in my most vulnerable moments..."
The magic itself is mostly considered forbidden with the high mortality rate that came with it, and with that knowledge, extremely bright streams of white flowed from the Goddess' head, her eats, her mouth, her nose, and her previously darkened eyeholes of her masque, all of them rushed out and darted for the sky high above her for roughly ten seconds. The energy itself became an odd undistributed mass which simply hung as a blob in the sky, with Goddess coughing below.
"
Step two..." her voice groggy, even crackling. Goddess thrust out her hands flat, pointed to one another, and the mass above her seemed to imitate the action with two streams of energy reaching out. She waved her right arm out, and the mass followed, her left, and the same with the mass. Up, and it did the same, down, and it mimicked. "Argh, I forgot how hard it was to flex it out..." she actually seemed tired. But finally, the mass seemed more controlled, and she slapped her hands together in front of her face, and then spread them to have only her fingertips and thumbs touching. The mass, in turn, simply became a perfect sphere of white energy itself, and the Goddess began mumbling to herself, as little tiny objects began to peel off of the sphere.
Little white butterflies, each one dancing and floating around the sphere, two, then five, then nine. Then thousands, as the sphere literally erupted into an entire swarm of butterflies, rushing down to their handler, the coughing Goddess. The Goddess herself, however, looked no better, as some blood trickled from her nose. The butterflies themselves though needed no overt commands, and upon reaching her at the ground, the rushed out along it, to meet her enemies head on.
"
They require...a little more life energy than I provided..." Goddess' voice definitely decreasing in quality, as she coughed blood out into her hands, dribbling down her chin. The magic itself was life powered, her own, and the butterflies needed more. And so they obtained, peeling through the enemy army directly around her, drying them to husks, the butterflies glowing brighter. And after the field was temporarily cleared around them, they rushed back to the ailing Goddess.
Blood now oozing from the masque's eyes, and blow the masque itself, as well as her ears, she opened up her hands, spreading her arms wide as the butterflies swarmed around her, but not into her. The end result was the Goddess, brightened high, with large butterfly wings of her own, entirely out of magic, her eyes beaming in brightened energy, and she floated up towards the sky with it.
"
This should be about enough," she rasped out, as she curled her fingers around each other, and her bloodied, crimson lips parted as she floated higher and higher into the clouds.
"
Dammit! Why'd you use this?" her cat, clenched to her leg complained.
"
You didn't have to come, pet, you could've stayed down there where you'll be safe," showing small concern.
Goddess finally reached just above the clouds, the air thin, her body in massive pain, her ability to reason fading. She once more pushed her hands out, and the spread her arms wide as a large circle began to form in front of her, and then grew and grew, at least ten times the length of her body in diameter. The circle began to shimmer, like water being disturbed by an earthquake, eventually becoming a tide of magic itself, glowing blue, silver, and white. The activation word was one only those blessed with the training could mutter, for when Goddess opened her mouth, it resembled what most would describe as a simple yell. However, those who listened closely could tell that it was more than such, but at any rate, it did achieve what she wanted.
From the circle exploded a large white light, rushing down like thick lightning, fanged and horned at it's head, a roar piercing like thunder across the landscape as it nailed the ground next to the massive object, and then ripped from the ground on the other side, repeating the process until it was surrounding the object completely. When finished, the head of the magic itself roared once again, cracking like thunder, and began to pull the object up towards the Goddess. The object itself was obviously buckling under the spells clinch. And when it reached up near the clouds, the head of the spell bit itself, unleashing its energy in a fierce coccoon around the object, like a tornado of magic localized to that small area. And then, nothing. It simply sparked out of existance, with no trace of anything behind it. Well, maybe a few scraps here and there. The Goddess was tired after all, and that was all she could support.
Indeed, the Goddess was very injured, her sealing spell on the alien slave going undone, and in one rare moment of bravery, Patches killed him. However, the concern was the slowly descending spell slinger, who simply corrected herself, and landed on her wobbly legs.
"
Ha... To summon the butterfly dragons, one must sacrifice life magic for it..." And with that, she simply blacked out and collapsed.
