Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160929162749/@comment-25073873-20161021164455

Illya just reached her hand out and pulled her main sword from a shower of white sparkle, slashing it across multiple times in rapid succession, as waves of light flew forth from her blade to destroy the tentacles. But this wasn't her final attack, as Illya's sword vanished, and her bow reappeared in her hands.

Drawing a sword in her bow, Illya started to chant....

"I am a Wayward Solar Princess" said Illya, as the first sword she drew glowed extremely bright, and she aimed right at the monstrous entity.

"Let me light the way and illuminate the darkness" Illya released her sword, again aimed at the same point. It exploded with an extreme and destructive burst of solar fire, a blinding flash of light that seemed to incinerate foes.

"I have triumphed over adversity with my radiance" Illya had drawn and released a second sword, which again flew forth like the first. Illya's aim was maintained, and this second sword exploded with an even more powerful force than the first. An explosion big enough to engulf the entity.

"Shining bright forever, a single point at the end of the tunnel" Illya proceeded to fire a third and fourth sword, the explosions growing ever bigger for each sword she fired at the entity. Whatever she did, in her dream, Illya's magicka increased dramatically.

"My light whistands the test of the abyss, never extinguished" Illya drew another sword in her bow, focusing, aiming and releasing. The sword flew forth in a straight trajectory and sliced into the light leftover by the first four blades that were fired. And the explosion dwarfed the previous four as well.

"Yet in the end, I never light my own path in life" Illya drew back another sword. It enchanted itself with ease, and Illya smirked, taking aim again, and releasing. An ever brighter flash of light, and an even bigger explosion. Illya's incantation seemed to be horrificially powerful when she changed forms.

"And send me deliverance, a lone prayer" said Illya, continuing the chant, as she drew back a seventh sword, aiming it and releasing it. The explosion was just ... unearthly. A pillar of light that pierced even the heavens, set to annihilate whatever it hit.

Illya's pupils contracted, and her body was running out of time. She knew it. The transformation wouldn't hold up, not even in a dream world, and in the real world Illya knew she would probably have reverted back to her original form by now, or even worse, the transformation itself would take a huge toll on her body. But in her dream, these limits were not relevant. And so Illya continued.

"LIGHT MY PATH!" shouted Illya as she drew what seemed to be a glowing sword from her Aurora Gate. A replica of Dawnbreaker, which she proceeded to draw, and aim at the exact same point she aimed at previously. With no hesitation, she released the attack, and watched as light consumed everything...

Illya started to stir on the carriage floor. Her dream was breaking apart...