As Donovan was guided through the vessels, the creatures within could feel the beast shudder, as well as hear the distant, muffled sounds of explosion and fighting. The Cyraeth that Donovan had been taken to was apparently in combat.
Though the path taken was relatively the same, Donovan would notice that way to the central control of the mutant Cyraeth vessel was subtly different than the last one. The hallways showed different colorings. Blood vessels in membranes arranged in different patterns. Different turns at different angles. Different colorings coming from the crystal light sources. All of it adding to the eerie inner workings of a monster-turned-vehicle.
Like before, though, it was not long before Donovan had been taken to the bridge. Up where the kael'thasth stood, this time, was vile-looking creature, a massive ebon arachnid with the mutated upper torso of a human woman, with skin too pale, too many eyes and warped mandibles around her mouth. She was gesturing with hands with black fingers that tapered off into needle-sharp points, spitting out commands in an alien tongue with a voice rising in a sharp hiss.
The creatures manning the nerve endings of the Cyraeth were scrambling about, issuing commands throughout the beast. Outside, beyond the transparent viewing membranes, furious red energy gathered and lanced out through the skies, smashing into a cloud of fire demons and eradicating many in a wave of destruction, yet more flew out of the blast, striking back with their unholy flame. Barbed missiles flew out from various pores to strike at those lucky enough to escape its terrible beam.
The arachnid kael'thasth turned its soulless gaze on Donovan and made a polite nod. ~I would have rather greeted you under less stressful circumstances,~ she spoke through the Dark-Link, and gestured to the window. ~But at the moment, your colleague has our hands full with his infuriating attacks. Perhaps you can do something about him. My master will not be pleased if He must unleash his full power against Gouki and his army.~
===Area K, Innerpeace===
Seril landed, turned and leaped backwards as the bombs fell around her and exploded--as she cleared the flames, bits and pieces of the charred hem of her skirt fluttered to the floor. She skid to a halt and looked upwards at Puprill, taking her Dragonblade in both hands and guiding it back behind her. It was beginning to glow white-hot once more.
So, your weakness is your arms, she thought, noting his previous scream from the wound she had inflicted upon the Pseudoroid. She spread her feet to stabilize her stance, and muttered a chant under her breath. If those arms were his weakness, then she'd cut them right off.
When Puprill launched the bounding explosive, she struck. Using all of her strength, Seril swung her blade at an incredible speed, cutting the air horizontally. A blade of compressed fire and heat flew out from the attack, speeding through the air towards the hand holding Puprill in the ceiling.