That is another ambiguous situation, but we will respond in the affirmative.
“Which part is ambiguous?” I asked.
Saying different life form from another dimension. The basic concept is correct.
Suddenly a huge amount of information came streaming into our brains. It was impossible to grasp the complexity of what I was seeing. My brain cells felt like they were all about to pop.
“Sto-stop!”
I finally mustered the energy to speak.
“That’s enough. Let’s just speak in vague terms.”
A hand raised in the air.
“Why does Boralura support the master?” asked Yuri, after taking a deep breath.
He is the only contact we have had with mankind.
“I think you made a poor choice in choosing him,” I said. “Now this world is in complete chaos because of it.”
We have no malicious intent. The negative results in this case are due to human mentality.
“I can see that,” I said nodding my head. Boralura was measuring cultures on relative terms. From the master’s perspective, he was contacted by an absolute god.
We are seeking friendly relations with mankind. Borlura continued.
For that reason we prepared the field, in order to foster the opportunity.
“But you set limitations on who is allowed to make contact.”
Are you saying we have acted in error?
“Well, there is room for improvement, if you can find a way.”
The field can only exist right here. Ishana is needed to establish the field. In your concept of space, Ishana only exists here. And even still, it is an extremely minuscule amount.
“Ishana? What’s that?”
It is a very rare element. Mankind has not yet discovered it.
No doubt about that. If this was the only spot in our entire universe where it exists, then of course no one knew about it.
If a new contact is appropriate here, then we would ask to start over from the beginning. Doing so we can find harmony with humanity and start a wonderful new era together.
That does sound pretty terrific.
Infinite possibilities are hidden within humanity’s abilities. With our help, mankind can jump beyond the limited state of today, and bloom into something new and great.
“That sounds like the way to go,” I said, nodding my head.
I mean, this was the Boralura who passed to the master his amazing powers. Put to good use, this could mean a bright future for the human race.
This will be the first and last interaction at this place of Ishana between humans and Boralura. Once this field eventually disappears, we will likely be unable to visit this place again.
“Got it. It all makes sense on this end,” I said. “And are you going to let us get us back to the temple before that happens?”
Of course.
“Can you lead the way?”
Let your consciousness go, Boralura stated softly.
The connection will be severed.
And it was just as Boralura said.
I closed my eyes and relaxed my consciousness. It wasn’t difficult at all. This was one of the skills we practiced when honing our psychic abilities when training at the WWWA. This was probably also the reason we were able to make contact with Boralura so easily. Together as one, the two of us are espers. The master said he was chosen. I got the feeling that the chosen ones were probably all espers.
The darkness began to flow back. This time there was not a sense of falling, but of floating.
We continued to float, being sucked up to higher and higher altitudes.
That’s what if felt like, anyway.
Our speed increased.
And then a sense of deceleration.
There was a light shock.
We coiled through the muggy skin of the darkness.
I opened my eyes.
We were back in our world.
I was still holding Yuri’s hand.
I was in a daze for several moments.
There was nothing left of the temple.
It was in complete ruins.
Turning around, the gigantic black egg looked as if it had been shelled. In front of it was broken pillars and crushed walls along with other wreckage. If you had never seen the temple, you probably wouldn’t be able to tell what the building was just by looking at the wreckage. The only thing that wasn’t crushed or crumbled was one single Angel of Chakra. But there had been ten of these earlier. Well, even just one still standing was a miracle.
Right near the undamaged Angel of Chakra lay Jeff. The handsome sheriff was still frozen. Yaksha hadn’t returned then. I wanted him to open his eyes soon. He wasn’t at full hunk mode in this state.
Just a little ways away, something caught my attention on the stone plaza. It was the saucer the mayor had flown in on. Yuri and I went to check it out. Two of the four landing gear legs were broken and bent. Other than that, the damage was minor. My guess was that it could fly.
“I wonder if the mayor won his bet,” said Yuri, out of the blue, as she examined the saucer.
“I don’t see him anywhere,” I responded, shading my eyes with one hand and looking across the horizon.
“He got away. He wasn’t going to try to continue all on his own. It would be impossible.”
“Grrrr,” grumbled Mugi.
Mugi looked to his side. He was glaring at Mine #16, where the Children of God had flocked to. A fierce battle appeared to have taken place. It looked like either the Children of God had been completely annihilated, or whoever was left had run for the hills.
I went over to Mugi’s side.
Mugi was still growling.
The rumble in his throat grew louder. His feelers began to whip around, and the matted whiskers that looked like ears twisted around delicately.
It couldn’t be.
I tried to follow Mugi’s eyes.
Then, at the next moment.
Mine #16 collapsed.
At first the mountain that housed the tunnel grew in size, and then it fell in on itself.
The implosion sounded like a bomb going off, and the sound echoed throughout.
There must have been a gigantic explosion inside the mountain.
As rock and sand filled the tunnel, the mountain flattened out.
The air filled with dust.
Something spewed out.
At first I thought it was another smaller explosion, but that wasn’t it. Chunks of rock and dirt clods erupted into the air, and in the center of the geyser was something silver and shiny. The luminous point had distinct features.
It was coming our direction at a frightening speed.
It wasn’t flying.
It had jumped.
Which could only mean—this was a powered suit.
“Gyaon!” Mugi cried.
Again, instead of running, we stood ready to fight.
The powered suit landed a little ways from where we stood. Could it be the mayor, or another one of the mobile infantry? We couldn’t tell, yet.
He would be able to reach us in one more bound.
He jumped again.
That’s where it got him.
The powered suit was suddenly pulled at a right angle.
His left leg was being chewed up.
It was the invisible jaws, Yaksha.
“Gyaon!”
Mugi took off.
He leapt toward Yaksha in an effort to restart the fight they’d never gotten to finish.
The mangled powered suit began to descend.
He had completely lost his balance. He was really crashing more than descending.
The powered suit landed at the edge of the plaza.
The hatch opened up. The person inside revealed his face.
It was the mayor.
His face was pale. It had taken an ashen color. The left leg of the powered suit had been bitten off. I could only see his upper body at the moment, but I was expecting to see that the mayor’s leg was severely injured, as well. He’d likely lost a lot of blood.
It was a safe bet.
The mayor looked at us like he was trying to say something. His lips were moving, but no sound came out.
“Kei!” Yuri screamed. She pointed her left hand up into the sky.
I turned my head to look.
Armored warrior. A single soldier with a hand jet attached to his back descended from the sky and drew closer to where we stood.
“That’s the master!” said Yuri. “He switched his mask to a helmet.”
The master, now outfitted in armor, slowly descended on the open area.
He landed right between us and the mayor.
He glanced at us, and then turned towards the mayor.
He pointed a finger at the mayor.
Bright light.
A bright beam blasted the mayor in the chest.
The powered suit began to burn, as well.
The suit erupted in flames.
The dark red flames scorched the ground.
“You two lived, I see.”
His mask sparkling white, the master turned to face us.