Nosphaleen's frown deepened. She recognized that aura. They were helping the Thryskai?
An untimely coincidence.
She controlled the disk, cutting across the air. She flew low so that she couldn't be targeted from afar, cutting down every tree they ran into that attempted to slow her down. Despite their best efforts, not only did she not slow, she only accelerated more.
BOOM!
The land in front of Nosphaleen exploded, a surging tide of Aether ripping into the air and bombarding against her skin. She hurriedly made efforts to protect Sylas from the impact, the disk's front face kicking up as she used the air resistance and her telekinesis to come to a grinding halt.
By the time she recovered, there were two men before her, their lower bodies formed of sturdy black-scaled limbs. They were centaurs in build, their form radiating an oppressive, black hole-like presence that suffocated everything that came into contact with it.
Authrione stood there with his cousin by his side. His trident was in hand, his gaze gloomy as it landed on Nosphaleen, and then slowly shifted toward the still unconscious Sylas.
Another spike of anger shook his pupils, lines of pressure forming around him as the gravity seemed to double.
Authrione's front hooves kicked into the air, a roar of rage coming from his mouth. His entire body seemed to vibrate, and when his hooves slammed back into the ground, the earth rippled like waves and then tsunamis, growing so high into the air that there was no place to escape even if Nosphaleen wanted to fight again.
Nosphaleen's fists clenched and she made a decision. Burying all the rage she felt toward these people trying to harm Sylas again and again, she wrapped Sylas into a sphere of silver and sent it a long way behind her.
With a thought, her Whale Warlord Armor covered her from head to toe.
Authrione sensed the change from behind the tsunami and his pupils constricted.
He had never sensed such a powerful Whale Warlord Armor. Not even from the Fifth Prince-
BANG!
Nosphaleen tore right through, a Domain of destruction around her.
The gravitational domain that Authrione had formed was shredded to pieces before her own, his four powerful legs almost buckling beneath the pressure.
BANG!
It was too fast. Authrione didn't even have the time to put up his trident to block before Nosphaleen's small fist smashed right into his sternum.
His black scales warped, the cracks formed by the Fifth Prince's violent fluctuations only deepened.
"AUTHRIONE!"
Authrione's cousin took a strong step forward, thrusting his own trident forward.
Nosphaleen was like a leaf in the wind. Her eyes almost glazed over, feeling the push and pull of it all and flipping over the attack. Her body spun horizontally to the ground and she stuck out a palm mid-flight, lightly patting the head of the trident.
Authrione's cousin was tilted entirely off balance, his body tipping forward right into an ax kick Nosphaleen unleashed with all the vicious momentum she could muster.
His skull cracked, gravity and fury working in tandem along with the Aether she stripped from his very own attack.
The world spun around the man, but before Nosphaleen could finish him off, Authrione had coughed up a mouthful of blood and recovered, stabbing forward himself.
Authrione pulled on his Fathomless Depths Comprehension and pulled back some control from Nosphaleen's domain. Using the brief respite, he attacked before Nosphaleen could take full advantage and kill his cousin.

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