Schala Zeal
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Schala shook her head, seeming intent on attempting to hold Othinus at bay.
"I'll do what I must... ... To give you the time you need. Now go... While you still have the chance..." She said, managing a smile despite the situation.
It was strange; just a moment ago, she was gritting her teeth as she planted her feet, bracing herself for her inevitable end... But seeing Othinus break through her and Ben's attack like it was nothing, she felt an eerie sense of calmness wash over her as she responded to the question Othinus posed.
"If it means they'll live on... I'd rather them hate me... Spurn me for something I've done... ... But in the end... You won't even let me... Let us... Have that, will you?" She asked, a chilling tone creeping into her voice as she stared down Othinus... Almost as if daring her to do what she was anticipating she was going to.
Sure enough, Othinus brought down her spear... And with that, this reality was no more... Replaced with one of desolation... And death.
Knowhere was no more... With everything it once stood for gone.
Though it wasn't the void, it might as well be; it was the culmination of all that could have gone wrong... But... Schala was no stranger to a scene like this... Not anymore.
It was like a recurring nightmare... Over and over, she would dream of what might happen if she failed to protect those that she still could... The home that she still had, even with her place in her homeworld gone.
Everything she cared for, everything she fought for... Scattered to the winds.
But yet... Despite how many times she had been haunted by visions like this... Now that she was here... Experiencing it in person... There was something... Different about it.
Unlike in her nightmares, she didn't just feel sorrow and guilt about her failures... ... No... Something else stirred within her, a burning feeling that refused to die, even in a moment as bleak as this.
And then it hit her, an epiphany as she stared at Othinus' spear... Gugnir.
"I thought it... Strange, at first. I'm living my nightmares... Yet... I am not crushed by my sorrows... Nor buried in my guilt... ... But... Now I realize why my feelings differ; it's you Othinus. Our future... No... The future of this multiverse... Is no longer in the hands of the Coalition, nor the Revanchist. It's in yours."
Schala sighed, closing her eyes as she crossed her legs, sitting down... As if meditating. It didn't look like she intended to fight Othinus, at least not when it came to a contest of power. No... This time, she seemed to be fighting a different battle; one of the mind... So to speak.
"In the end... It was not the future that refused to change... It was you... That refused to let it change."
At this point, Schala was indifferent to what might happen next; whether Othinus would throw them into a new reality... Or if she would just kill her outright, it made no difference to her now.
In that previous reality, one where they had become enemies to the Coalition, they had a fighting chance... A way to 'win', so to speak, but here... They've already lost from the very beginning, but not of their own volition... After all, they weren't the ones who possessed the Gugnir.