"FIRE!"
At Adam's vengeful command, the memories of Alina and Theodor slammed their palms on the two Common Hall-sized cannons. Two sky-blue whirlwinds churned before nightmarish maws of metal. They filled up the night sky, blazing and shrieking like birthing stars.
Thousands of smaller lights shimmered atop or from the recesses in the crystalline walls. They rumbled for a heartbeat, leaving the memories of Adam's close one just enough time to give the imposter a haunting smirk that carried the same meaning.
You can't pervert Adam's memory of us.
The cannons shot rays of scalding energy. But the two largest were something else. Two pillars burst out of their melting muzzles. They didn't as much as roar. Instead, the sound was as if the universe was tearing, as if celestial retribution descended upon mortal lands.
