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"Ask me later," she replies, reconfiguring her amplifier.

She puts it back on her arm, and her spacesuit glove back on her hand, and makes a tear to above Scion's planet again. She's just looking, Scion, don't be scared. Just looking. Harmless fairylights.
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A glowing golden figure fails to appear. He's busy destroying the Thanda, and fairy lights aren't triggering his precognition.

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Good.

She gets a good, long look... might have to wait until someone's gated attack brings him here for unrelated reasons...
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Gates are settling at unpredictable times, but there are a lot of gates per sorcerer and sorcerers.

When Scion puts in an appearance it's at ground level to incinerate a bomb, not exactly visible from orbit. But she can see patterns all over this earth reorient themselves pointing to a particular place on the surface, so the fact that he appeared is clear enough.
Then he's gone.
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Good enough.

Tear to Hawthorn. "Door to Scion."
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She appears in the middle of an enormous wasteland. Nothing built, nothing growing, nothing even alive except for the capes fighting Scion and arguably Scion. The place has been scoured clean as far as the eye can see.

The Thanda, assisted by the Yangban and minions of Dragon and Nilbog, are doing what they can to fight. Very few of the remnants of the Protectorate are anywhere to be seen.
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Promise can't see Scion's real body from here but she remembers.

She messes with her amplifier.

And he's close to himself and she's close to him which means his planet is right there, just beyond, and she knows precisely what it looks like and where all the lights were -

and

destroy.
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The golden attacks stop. Scion's body falls from where it was floating, and doesn't regenerate when a crossbow bolt lodges in it. He hits the ground.

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Well, that means Promise can pause to take her space suit off.
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As far as anyone knows, their attacks finally added up to enough.

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They can be corrected later, if at all.

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If they don't get corrected, then all credit goes to the girl with the crossbow. Couldn't have done it without her. Completely impossible.

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So are they going to have a party or what? That would be a good occasion to explain.
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Eventually. At the moment, once Scion continues not getting up, more of them are worrying about tending to their wounded and counting their dead. A lot of combatants stagger home, single-file because the doors are door-sized, and get hit by the fact that what just happened.

The remaining people more curious. A group that might be the leadership spots Promise, and a cape in white splits off to talk to her. "Exalt. Houston Protectorate, if there still is such a thing. Did you do that?"
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"Yes."

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"How?"

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She has the luxury to give the complete story now! "Cauldron vial got me a Tinker power that dovetailed well with sorcery twice over. He noticed when I tried to toast him from his own world, but he kept his avatar adjacent to himself, so I had Teacher give me an eidetic memory so I could do it without looking and cast through him. Hit him with a few things at once."

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"You used... under the circumstances I can't say that was a bad idea."

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"Oh, I didn't take the side effects, that would have been literally impossible because he can't harm me as my vassal, I warded them off with mental sorcery. I'm going to have to write so many books."

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"I meant about the Cauldron part. But from the looks of it you got lucky, and Scion didn't.

What you're planning on doing next is writing books?" There are worse things for a supervillain to do.
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"Among other things. I have done multiple unprecedented sorcerous things today. And the Cauldron vial turned me into a tree but I didn't mention that because it was pretty easy to fix."

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"If I hadn't been able to fix it someone would have disintegrated me and I more likely than not would have respawned as normal. I've done that more times than I really like to recently, I'm looking forward to not."

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Oh. Well that makes much more sense.

"I think we're all looking forward to less disintegration."
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Promise giggles. "Well, better me than you, but it makes me so groggy."

Now that she is out of her spacesuit, she can fly. She heads for one of the doors.
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