Chapter 4 Episode 12

"We have arrived." 

 "You live in a mountain." said Samson with excitement. "My father told me of portals, treasure and entire cities within mountains…" Smiling at the thought of his father, The SouBei began to skip. "Oh and underground too."

 "I do not wish to deny your dream but our City is not in the mountains but is the mountain."

Looking at the back of Acil with confusion Samson asked. "What does that mean?"

 "Here's a chance to see frequencies at full effect." Pulling up to a mossy sign entangled with vines Acil banged an energetic tune on the three congos it held. "Fun Fact a form of energy is the soundwave and with proper knowledge of it." Woosh a city began to shimmer in front of them like a mirage. "The right frequency can raise densities. Others will see a mountain, feel a mountain but if you go one dimension up. You get a city."

 "Worry not." Spoke Abbott looking at his Abhah's confused expression. "Over time I will teach you the language of the Universe as well."

 Staring at the spires of buildings in the distance beyond an ocean of water, Samson's head swept down to the ground. "What's with all the holes?" 

 "Once again something you will have to see." Wagging her finger and humming as if a symphony were playing dom, dom, doom the earth began to rumble than giant serpentine creatures with a spike road for a back spewed out of the hole. Peering up at the beaks of the creatures Acil smiled at joy radiating from Samson. "We ride on these magnificent beasts to reach different points of the City." Patting the scales of a violet and burgundy serpent the Chisapho told them. "This Wyrm leads to my district. Shall we ride?"

 "At last the City of Sauroma." said a beastoid of a being walking a few rows down. Stopping in his track at a familiar scent the hairy wolf goblin turned in the direction of Acil and his guests. "Grand Rising." 

 "Grand Rising." 

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"My Liege." Said a blue fur being of ugliness with a kneel. " My Lord Demius' grace is forever by your side and the divine is aligned with your almighty rule." 

 Grinning till his fangs were on full display, Demius gazed out at his loyal subjects' background. "It seems that you have made it to Sauroma am I wrong."

 "Yes my Lord we have successfully arrived to Sauroma The City of Streams." 

"Excellent." Replied Demius with a bobble of his head. "Now tell me why is it that you have made video contact. Is it that you have already completed your mission."

 "No my liege. We have come across something even more important." 

Beaming at the beastoid of a demon through narrow slits Demius rolled his hand in impatience. "Well on with it."

 "We have made contact with Sarai during our venture though we did not physically see her with our eyes. My nose and antennaes on my fur could detect the princesses energy."

 Eyes growing wide with excitement, Demius asked, "Did you track them back to their quarters?"

 "Not as of yet" spoke the demonoid. "But that's our next intent after relaying the message of the Princess."

 "Go fetch that princess and bring her to the tesseract." 

 "Yes my liege."

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 Keyou! Squinting his face at the squawk of a Sqawn Abbott turned his head. "We have company." Scooting the sleeping princess up on his back as the Pterodactly headed Quint circled into a dive The Omega attention shot to his Abhah. "Samson move." Pushing his disciple out of the way of a beam of energy Abbott vaulted backwards as three more came his way.

 Watching the muscular reptile ascend to the heavens in a spiral Samson jolted from a shadow casting over him. Spinning his head up and around his eyes popped out of their heads. Leaping backwards three and four yards at a time doosh a spray of sand spewed in the air from two twelve foot automatons crash landing.

 "Hmm" grinning at the sight of an assassin, in his peripheral Abbott bounced to the right.

"Err"pivoting into another striking position with a growl, the mercenary head rolled along with the rotation of his opponent as he spun behind him.

 Kicking the Djinn in the back of its knee, Abbott slid forth when poof, his opponent vanished in a puff of smoke. "Haaaa" exhaling at the reappearance of his foe behind him The Omega whipped his body like a cobra. 

 Sensing the pressure of the attack the assassin teleported out of the way. "May I ask you your name?" he asked upon poofing back into existence nine yards away.

 "Abbott The Omega and yours."

 "Oneef of Shadow Throne."

"Oneef the Shadow Throne why is it that you are here."

 "To escort the Princess to her rightful place."

"I find that hard to believe. Tell me what happened to those other two."

 "You were aware."

"I could detect their malevolent intent for miles. You just confirmed that you were associated with them and not a different entity."

 Laughing out loud, Oneef clapped his hands. "You are truly entertaining now, hand me what's mine." 

 Shaking his head at the smug confidence of Oneef, The Omega slung his head over at Samson witnessing him dodge two devastating morning star war hammers. 

 Woosh, catching wind in his wings Samson flew backwards dodging two more critical blows. Hmmph, manifesting multiple spiral javelins in an inhale, woof, the projectiles went rocketting across the desert space with an exhale.

 Doot, doot, doot, doot, taking a pelting both automatons analyzed the jaelins before raising a metal arm. Dooj, releasing steam from its body one of the magical machines slid open multiple compartments on its body revealing missiles while the other loaded up a beam of energy in its palm.

 Taking a step back imagining his next move foof, Samson shot in the air. Staring at the rumbling ground from above, pich, pich, pich arms of sand commence to erupt from the earth snatching the automatons under. "Ope, oh, oh" weaving various swipes of sand by twisting and twirling past them, the SouBei ascended higher into the heavens. Reaching his peak Samson eyes swept across the land in search of his comrades. "Pealim…" Flinging his arms out glup, the ground swallowed them up.

 "What in curses!" Teleporting in between multiple arms of sand Oneef pounded his fists together creating green flames. "Emerald Pire!" Voosh, a spiraling emerald stream of fire erupted, consuming the Djinn and the pestering arms.

 Covering his eyes from the sun reflecting off the hundred of millions of sparkles glittering throughout the atmosphere, woosh, Samson found himself being sucked up by a vortex of sand. "Ahh" stumbling after being spat out into a dark tunnel the SouBei eyes began to glow as they switched to night vision. "Sarai!" shouted Samsons finding the Princess in stone binds. "Let her…" eyes flashing red Samson could feel the energy in his chest bubbling. 

 "Samson!" Drawing his Abhah's attention, Abbott told him in a soothing voice. "Peace, everything is well." 

"Sumat!" Falling into formation at the commands of their captain the soldiers made a lane to their captives. "Now what do we have…" pausing, the bronze man's eyes widened with delight. "Abbott The Omega my brother, how long has it been… a century."

"That I could not say for I have been living in the flow how have you been Heed The Myrmiddon."

"It's a dream." replied Heed. "But you already know that." Turning to his second in command The Myrm told him. "Release The Omega we owe this man honor and respect for his assistance in our war against the Ornithions." swishing his sights round to Oneef and the automatons Heed clicked his tongue. 

 Lowering spears within the second the Myrmiddon army spear tips began to emanate. Beep, beep, beep, beeping like a car alarm the automatons shook. Recognizing the sound, Heed's arm swung out in the mechanical golems direction. "Aeol Prove." Melting and molding the stone bindings the insectoid transformed them into volcanoes.

 "Aeol Prove" yelled the rest of the soldiers opening the ceiling while slamming their spears against the earth.

Rumbling with intensity boosh the volcanoes erupted in a stream of fire which launched catapulting the golems into the heavens. 

Toop, toop, toop, "One moment" said the bartender, swinging his head in the direction of the customer knocking on the bar. "Kuzco" looking at the drunkard in shock, the barkeep slammed the mug he held on the counter. "Leaving so soon, hell must've froze over."

 Bamming his fist against the counter Kuzco shot a look of contempt and disgust at his surrounding peers. "If I have to hear one more utterance of the SouBei's I will erupt." Glaring through blurry eyes the red head clenched his fist. "Is it true…is it not true…it can't be…it's just a tale…something like that couldn't exist it goes against the Gods and their will. Curse your Elohim, I have witnessed peril at the hand of those fiends…" Snatching his mug of ale and swallowing it down, Kuzco slid it to the barkeep. "Put it on my tab." Waving himself off the ruach trudged through the crowded bar ignoring the rants of those he bumped. Heading to the right upon exiting Kuzco slipped into the alley way. "I should piss on the bunch."

 "Excuse me." 

"My apologies…" placing his manhood back in his trousers Kuzco spun around to face his guest. "...I didn't…" Taking steps back the Ruach jaw hung open. "I…I…" Head darting in every direction as if he were looking for an escape, Kuzco turned tail and ran.