Failure. This entire ordeal had suddenly become encapsulated by that singular word the moment they had arrived here. The organization had risked their lives and their freedom because he had involved them in an indulgence that had not been aligned with their purpose. For what? A vessel of sorrow, anguish, and agonizing depression that squandered her worth because of an internal decision to humor those that oppressed her and internalize the depth of her suffering. A woman whose cyclical return to weakness attracted monstrosities as much as it nurtured the weaklings under her rule. This sentient began to experience regret for what he had done for the first time, having wished they had left her in the squalor of her own feelings within that garden. Disgust crept into the depths of his black mass and it would likely only worsen lest he find redemption this night.
A redemption he would have to scrape and claw for against two beings who had decided to deposit their affections within self-imposed weakness. He had attempted to eliminate this disparity and restore balance, consuming Gabriela’s suffering and extracting what he could out of her as reward. Ambition, the cruel mistress she was, seduced him into this debacle and he had pulled Rodan and Lunara with him into this spiraling madness. What fools they all were, just starting to lap droplets of power within Terrenus comfortably, nurturing the infancy of their alliance just to threaten its life in search of a reservoir managed by fickle hands. The Triumvirate was supposed to be a haven for those society deemed unnatural or hideous and for the beings whose proclivities did not appeal to the palates of the Terran or Genesarian government. The thought that Nines had been correct to wash herself of this folly forced Agony into a rage only temporarily stifled by the fact Roen directed his passionate stance toward him.
As Roen exuded hostility toward him, Agony welcomed it gladly despite the ineffectiveness he realized his words had to pacify. The magnitude of passion the Crimson King presented set its sights on him only briefly until he realized the devil’s gaze bore through him and toward something in the distance. Agony did not have whatever special sight had allowed Roen to view Lunara but the sounds in the distance allowed the sentient to infer the origin of the distant chaos. The digit that suddenly pointed itself at Agony before Roen let loose a singular command that aimed to spur the sentient to comply. Agony could practically taste the hatred and bubbling savagery permeating through Obtenebra which combined itself with the gnashing presence of Malice. The sensations of shadows being manipulated around him by other forces and the creatures that aimed to use their dark comfort for their gain stacked themselves on as well. This sensory burden urged Obtenebra to accelerate what it had slowly been forming as soon as he had told Marigold to let Roen in. Obtenebra rippled viciously, the wings that had been forming finally reaching their intended structure. Sinew pulsated and throbbed as the wings extended to 8 feet on each side of him suddenly.
Marigold, with his gangly legs, had already begun rounding the corner, seemingly avoiding the accusations thrust upon him and desperately rounding the corner as if he knew the confrontation of Roen and Agony held little importance when compared to what was occurring at the southern wall of the building. Once Marigold rounded the corner, Agony made use of newly formed wings and flapped forcefully. The displacement of air would be felt by Roen as he responded briefly.
“As you wish…”
Thrusting himself upward with immense force, fibrous tendrils would leave themselves near Roen, braided intricately and left there should Roen decide to use it to follow the sentient. Roen’s piercing gaze had been directed toward the southern wall so Agony assumed it had been fixated on the one he clearly obsessed over. Agony would not seek to prevent the man from what he yearned for lest he decide to manifest his hatred into a tangible threat to him or those he suddenly felt real responsibility for. Why had they not listened to him in Versilla then?
Seconds would be all that would be needed to advance to where Marigold was and land directly in front of what had been Gabriela’s opportune moment to escape. Obtenebra collided with the ground beneath him with a grotesque thud, the fibrous tendrils increasing in tension and curling to allow easy descent should Roen have decided to use it to his advantage. A singular eye, yellow with jaundice, emerged from the depths of Obtenebra. The spherical shape of about a foot in diameter was held together by small tendrils that dug into the delicate texture of the eyes. What the eye witnessed caused the pupil present in the eye to increase in size from surprise. Shadows aimed to crush the woman he knew to be Lunara and the origin of their strength was none other than the victim of his ambition. The strength and power he had attempted to coax had decided to emerge to inflict pain upon a creature Agony had begun to respect…perhaps almost cherish if an abomination such as himself could do such a thing. He was not void of emotion like other ravenous monstrosities that saw it fit to detach themselves in their journey for power. Racked by the involvement of Malice, Roen, Rafael and now the strength presented by Gabriela he felt himself overwhelmed with a myriad of negative emotions. Regret, anger, and disdain swirled within the roiling mass before them all. Gabriela would feel resistance soon once Lunara’s bones were close to cracking, Agony attempting to hold the shadows away with a desperation that had been long since forgotten until he felt its bitter taste now. Whatever Lunara had done to ignite such strength within the Black Queen was far more effective than anything he had done or said hours before and she suffered for her success.
Marigold’s reveal of his betrayal triggered a dormant misanthropy that might have motivated Agony to end the man’s existence were it not for the potent threat Gabriela’s predicament presented. As he had pleaded desperately to help Gabriela, Agony had wished to allow Obtenebra to inundate the delicate throat that spouted his justifications as if they mattered to choke his very life out of him but he exercised restraint nearly on par with the one Roen had graciously given moments ago to them all for the sake of the woman before him. The monsters that plagued her life likely attuned to a singular focus. Her and her child must survive.
Agony eyed Lobo with disdain, knowing that the beast was aligned with Gabriela in some fashion but considering his proximity to Lunara something he would not allow for much longer. It was then that the agonizing pain negated Gabriela’s surging power and she asked the very being that she held intense hatred for help, reduced once again by circumstances out of her control. Obtenebra lunged out swiftly, creating a thin barrier between Lunara and everyone else in the vicinity in a protective gesture that he attempted to disguise as one directed toward Gabriela with his next words.
“I will dispose of this threat while you receive the help you need from this…’doctor’”
The barrier would block Lunara’s human form from the view of everyone present, Obtenebra’s black mass not lending itself to any special sight due to its very nature should someone attempt to see through him again. Agony sought Lunara’s mind telepathically to communicate.
‘Scream and then hide yourself’
Obtenebra would begin to ripple violently soon after while Agony waited for Marigold and whoever else was present to act on Gabriela’s behalf. The Black Queen and her child must survive should this meeting of monsters have any chance of preventing the village nearby or the Anima Imperium from being reduced to ash from their furious desires.