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The tinge of magic grew like the stalk of a bamboo, tingling my whole body as it was so dense it got incredibly hard to breathe. The copies felt it too and, moved by herd mentality, all eyes turned to the literal peak of magic; There stood Patchouli Knowledge, both hands pointing skyward as if offering a sacrifice, hairs maddeningly dancing and eyes wide, spell circles so complex this view by itself could fill up a library. Her lips moved, a whisper secluded by the sheer magnitude of the power she withheld on her very hands… Then she released it.

The world rumbled.

Kilometers of golden chains bathed in fire and thunder, coated in forever ice, and numerous other natural forces that, together, painted the image of an exodus, the chains sprawling further around us and breaking the clouds before falling onto the ground, creating the image of a cage—all that magic emitted from the magician's hands. Then, in one move, she pulled her hands down, and the chains gained the gift of life, chasing like crazy snakes after the copies from all directions in unfair numbers. Leave it to Lady Patchouli to solve a tricky question with the simplest yet most roof-shattering solution.

But I couldn't stay put; this is where I act!

Sekai had this massive smile as she splintered and ran around, her copies producing thousands of answers yet the chains would always get back to her: Flandre tried to destroy them with scarlet flames, those affected being cut off and new ones rushing towards her; Lady Remilia used this weird technique of thinning her body but was caught anyway, a chase so impossibly hard to see I didn't focus much, turning to my copy and Lady Patchouli's… Who just stood there; Patchy's looking at hers and mine looking at me. Her eyes glistened and her smile was euphoric. A deluge of golden chains took hold of her body.

Lady Patchouli's agony was heavily felt through the flow of her Ki: she won't show it—too proud—but the signs of magical exhaustion even with Sekai's power-up were still there.

Hold on for just a little longer, Lady Patchouli!

In the center of the chain dome, the locked girls were seen struggling to destroy the chains to various degrees of success—Lady Patchouli didn’t even bulge—; and I quickly got there, not wasting even a second before lunging onto the mass of chains and copies.

One hand took Lady Remilia's; the other, Flandre's; and with my feet, I took both Fakeling's and Fakechouli's hands. Their expressions were too very blurry to properly discern.

That was your first big fight, huh, Sekai…?

Did you enjoy it?

They nodded in unison.

… Good.

I take one deep breath, lifting two pinkies and two little toes…

… Then, simultaneously flexing our joined fingers together, I whisper ever so softly, “Skadoosh.”

A second of silence. Nothing happens.

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I'm out of breath, barely clinging for dear consciousness, and holding about twice the size of modern Tokyo in chains at my very fingertips… And Meiling's solution to our problem is flexing Sekai's fingers?! Also, what the absolute crap is Ska—

A wave of pure, sacred gold sweeps everything in every cardinal directions, effecting every living being and reaching parts deep within my mind I didn't even exist, my eyes bulging as I watched my chains crumble away—millions of kilometers of magic chains just… disappearing.

Leaving behind a beauty unparalleled.

The sky was clear and blue; the devastated ground had just s-sprouted life out of nowhere! Lush vegetation, sprinkled with winter flowers, stretched far beyond what the gaze could discern. Slowly, I floated down, curiously watching the ground; unlike Yukari's fake grass, this was real—alive.

A cool breeze swoop, one hand holding my numb arm and huffing and puffing like crazy, my magic well forever massively hurt… However, I could hardly care. I took a long, deep breath; healthy lungs filling with fresh air for maybe the first time in a lifetime.

I drank it—a lot of it.

Such an unforgettable moment…

The dead world now overflows with life, and it's like a war wasn't happening until moments ago. “Man… My master would die again if he could've seen this.” I turn to Meiling, as awestruck as I am. “Sekai has no Ki, but the sheer release of energy is insane… She's truly a goddess.”

“We battled a fetus, and we'd have lost twice over if said fetus hadn't powered us up—and you're surprised by her godhood?” I huff, fixing my crooked hat. Meiling giggles a little, scratching her neck. “Still… What was that? 'Skadoosh'? Weird name for a technique.” Even though the world is serene, the golden pillar still towers in the distance, the gilded key around my neck eager to be used.

“That was a thing my master liked; it has another name~” I slowly float towards the pillar, enjoying the nice air a bit more.

“For how long can this technique hold her?”

“Oh, it's used to seal evil masters of Kung Fu—so thousands of years—”

A crack is heard.

We turn… A massive golden fissure hovers above the green.

>>18966124
>> ZUN AKUBALU!
Quoth Patchouli from behind the door.