Consequences

Chapter 6

/A/N/ My brain absolutely died writing this chapter.

In Meridian, everything was under a heavy lockdown. No one was allowed out of their home, let alone the city itself, and the Nether was at every corner, watching their every move. After all, Cydonia had one of the two largest armies in Ardonia. They had to be careful.

' When I say no, I mean no!' Vulcannus heard some furious yelling nearby as he was patrolling around. The Netheran followed the voice to find an old man clutching onto a spear, a Wither skeleton standing across him, ' I won't let you take it! It's all I have left of my son...'

Those words were enough to get Vulcannus' attention. He couldn't help but wonder how his son had gone. Was it long ago, or in this recent war when his father invaded the Overworld? No matter, the spear was priceless to the old man. However, all weapons had to be confisticated, and the Wither skeleton had to do his job.

The Wither skeleton was having none of his excuses, swiping to get its hands on the weapon, yet the old man backed away, holding it protectively beside him. The Wither skeleton, now obviously irritated, held up his sword threateningly. The old man still didn't give in though, in fact, his grip on the pole got tighter. Before the situation could escalate any further, Vulcannus rushed into the fray, putting a hand before it. ' We're here to watch over them, not give them a hard time. I'll take it from here.' The Wither skeleton looked hesitant, but left in a huff anyway.

Vulcannus gave a warm smile as he turned to face the old man, ' You can keep your weapon, just try not to hold it around in public. I'm afraid I might not be here the next time they decide to take it.'

The Cydonian only shot him a glare, ' Like you would care.' With that, the old man stormed back into his house. Vulcannus frowned. He was already used to the hostility, yet he couldn't blame them either. Defeated, the Netheran left, off to check if everything was fine on the other side of the village.

From inside the house, the old man watched as the Netheran went out of sight. Ethan let out a sigh of relief, sitting down on his couch as he clung tightly to the spear, softly muttering, ' I hope you know what you're doing, Kiyoto...'

...

' Got it?' Kiyoto asked after explaining how to get out the Nether star - he still couldn't believe that the two Voltaris before him had not asked the last time, the Felora beacon was going to take a while to replace.

' Got it!' Willa exclaimed confidently, and Arion nodded.

' We'll arrive in a few minutes,' Lyle informed them, his voice raised so he could be heard over the distance and strong wind. The human was standing at the front of the main ship looking through a telescope. ' Rows of Wither skeletons guarding... they'll definitely see us coming.'

' Let me,' Ingressus walked up beside Lyle, not noticing the untrustful glare the human gave. Ingressus waved his arms around, a trail of green following his movements. A hum filled the air, until the energy formed into a sphere.

' Wait,' Willa stopped him, ' You think it'll be enough to hide ten ships?' Ingressus shrugged, and Willa went up to him, summoning her Aggressium Song, ' You're going to need it.'

Ingressus shook his head, ' You almost got killed in Felora already, I'm not-'

' It's not like you're trying to kill me, right?' Willa cut him off. Realising there wasn't a way to talk her out of it - neither did they have the time - Ingressus passed the sphere over to her, which swirled with the red of her Aggressium Song, before she fired it in front of them. Supporium energy swarmed the air, the soldiers looking up in awe, some not having seen a Song in action. Though it looked like nothing changed to them, Supporolusion had concealed the entire fleet, making it appear as if there was nothing there.