The Hawkmoths VS LoRI - Finale - The Hawkmoth Special

“I know what to do.” Raven donned a silver mask that featured a stylized rendition of a proper lady’s face. Small wings emerged from the sides of her head while her outfit became elaborate and only fitting of a queen. “If we’re going to be stuck in a loop of battle, I might as well look the part.” Raven had promoted herself to the Queen of Keves. “Referee, allow us to resume combat.”

“You… You…” Mythra became enraged at the sight of Melia’s dark duplicate. “You dare to impersonate one of my closest friends?” She trembled. “A true friend knows that Melia despises everything about that appearance you wear now!"

“Cut the speech about friendship, Zey.” Queen of Keves shrugged. “What do I care about accuracy? I’m my own thing!” She did a pair of ‘finger guns’ gestures. “Any questions?” She did an awful version of Melia’s voice.

Isabella/Zeydaan couldn’t take insults anymore. They’d show Emily the true power of bonds! "You're your own thing, but I am never alone!”

Her hand slammed down on the core crystal- and Emily braced for the form she knew Zeydaan would draw from, a confident smirk betraying her usual stoic expression- Zeydaan would be breaking the rules.

Except, she didn’t-

Before she could react, Zeydaan was behind her, her legs turned into some kind've dinosaur's that she hadn't seen before. She would need to react, Melia's elementals could slow her down- blasting out a wave of ice. Only to be met with fire. No, it wasn't fire, it was light. Pure light, brought from her hair? Where was that from, she thought.

But Zeydaan's body kept twisting, gaining new features as she kept on the attack. Emily couldn't keep track, she could adapt to forms when in front of her- but multiple at once was starting to get tricky. She leapt into the air with mechanical wings, before two sets of other wings burst out too that she would then use to cover.

Emily returned to normal form in efforts to conserve her mana for one blow- only for the increasing abomination of Zeydaan to dive bomb towards her with one arm swollen with green muscle.

A mechanical arm caught her block, and a third insectoid arm gave her a swift uppercut. Only once she was in the air did she see what Zeydaan was doing. It was too much for even the cameras to comprehend.

"The Hawkmoth Special!" yelled Zach from the crowd, practically shaking Lilith in her seat as he too recognised the features of all of his teammates sprouting like some sort've bizarre infection from their fighter.

Made only possible from expanding her abilities to maximum, and the core crystal, Zeydaan was a living onslaught. More limbs, more wings, more eyes to detect, just more and more and more. Before-

GAME.

In the blink of an eye, she had manifested another sword, curtosy of elements she had taken from Alvis- and with one swift strike, twirling around like some sort've elegant scribble- she landed the last strike.

Emily, fighting as hard as she could against it could resist no longer- and was sent hurtling off the stage. As the crowd erupted, and Grey sadly handed her winnings to Melanie- Claire hid behind her shield on the chance the chimera had gorgon powers.

“We’re getting the feeds back now.” Ripley commented to cover for the moment of cosmic horror that no mortal could comprehend. Zeydaan stood triumphantly over Emily. “Your new Queen of Transformation is Zeydaan Jem.”

A positive invasion of the stadium occurred as the protective forcefields came down- as the Hawkmoths and their allies descended upon the winning wolf and thew her into the air in celebration.

Several Days Later

“Another drink will do us well”, said Zeydaan, lounging on a recliner as the soft wind brushed her fur and a lapping of waves was a comfort to her. It was not, however, a comfort to her former opponent.

Professor Rees was on the lounger next to her, holding a large mocktail in a grip that would shatter a regular glass and akin to someone only barely containing themselves.

Zeydaan lowered her shades and leant back slightly. “You’ve gotta learn to relax sometime. Them’s the rules, you gotta do what I say dontcha?”

Emily snapped through gritted teeth. “But this is a sick way of doing this, you won, you should humiliate me, make me a maid for the day- make me be a character in a world you know or something- this is torturous-“

“Ah bah bah bah bah~ this is a nice place. I’m not some vindictive or overzealous winner. Your team suggested humiliation, but this is far more my speed. Some nice time to just relax, unwind, get to know each other and just exhale.”

“But this is a living nightmare! There’s nothing to go off of, nothing to reference!”

“Exactly. That last move really threw me out, so gonna definitely spend another few hours here. Oh, you should really try the cream orange punch, it’s absolutely divine.”

“I hate you so much.”

The End