No visual cues to infer stress or anxiety of any kind were present on the overlord's features, it was a cold unthinking machine piloted by souls after all, but the way it carried itself wasn't as dominant and overbearing as previously so it had recognised the existence of a difficult opponent now. It didn't know what this amalgamation of souls was up to but it felt a combative edge that it lacked previously realising this was a battle between soul vessels and it didn't want to lose. Better yet, if the soul cluster won, it could maybe take over Kya in addition to this overlord and have two useful puppets to parade around and use to its own personal ends. Maybe they'd try to reclaim their livelihoods and become more than just souls, or maybe they'd simply cause carnage as the cult wished of them albeit for purely innate reasons as corrupted souls always trod down that path, but one thing was for sure; they wanted to win this fight here and now and were willing to pull out whatever stops were necessary to do so. Unleashing some of the hidden powers of this overlord to tackle the aevysquall, even if it meant degrading the quality of the overlord's frame and wearing it down by pushing it past its current limits, was a risk they were willing to take and, arguably, had to. Kya was no joke with her current strength, there was even a aura of some kind surrounding her that was hard to place meaning it was probably quite rare.
Becoming a monstrosity of souls didn't mean Kya couldn't still use her regular weaponry so her two trusty guns were still present. She'd become leagues faster and stronger than she typically was but that only served to make her Bullet Dances even more speedy and the end result deadlier. There was a huge difference between a plain aevysquall showing up right before your very eyes and a converged soul calamity doing the very same thing. Even without delving into grave lord aspect magic, or soul arts, Kya could tell she would be able to win this fight just by weaving in physical attacks and breaking down the overlord piece by intricate and complex piece. Nothing about her method needed to change, she had a surge of power that made it work now and so a repeat of the initial scene of this action sequence played out and two guns were fired in an alternating fashion. The overlord, before it knew what hit it, was sent sliding across the floor face first until it tumbled into a stack of crates and crashed against he wall behind them. Kya's sneak attack kick to the side of the head was wildly successful this time, so much so he overlord had to take a second to process the events that transpired while soul-Kya laughed quietly at it. The urge to chuckle became strong whenever the souls took over a part of her and she couldn't avoid acting this way, at least not until her control over this form improved. Perhaps one day she could be a silent, lethally serious assassin with no quirks but she hadn't been training with this soul power for that long in the grand scheme of things. She was only eighteen, a chick compared to the elders all around her in the cult. Her cultivation speed was miraculous thanks to all the resources they pumped into her, and her natural talent for comprehension and battle was impressive, but there was a limit to everything and mastering these souls was tricky business, something she wasn't as adept at compared to everything else. Still great, and quite respectable compared to most average people, but somebody like Mimi outshone her in this regard.
Kya stood motionless, staring at the fallen overlord as it pulled itself up and recalibrated its body to be more efficient for the task at hand. The side of her that liked to hum, flick coins, and meander about for fun came out in full force in this form so she openly mocked the overlord by not moving a muscle or capitalising on the fact she'd overtaken it in terms of raw power. She could have pressed an advantage but why do that when she could smugly grin down at the floored foe with her crooked and evil jagged white smile first? Her ego, usually unnoticeable, also clearly grew a couple inches and liked to flaunt as such. The overlord wouldn't let this chance go so it switched forms, shedding some excess weight around the edges of its frame and hovering in the sky. Exchanging bulkiness for a bit of extra speed, to keep up with Kya, was the smartest move it could make. Kya didn't much care or seemed too impressed by the robot floating above her, if anything this overlord seemed to have a weird obsession with clinging to the sky above others and looking down at them. Kya was going to have rub its face in the mud and bring down some of that excessive arrogance, curb it by curb stomping the ego out of this thing before killing it. As shapes of all colours and sizes began to litter the room, Kya brazenly ignored them all and shot in a straight line right towards the overlord, beaming at him without any flair or misdirection. A large light blue ball blocked her path, and came thundering down upon her like the calamitous chaos of a collapsing star, but Kya stayed straight and true as she placed both claws in front of her and dragged them outwards, as if she was opening a shut door, scrapping the blue ball and shredding it to pieces as she flew by its wreckage.
With its immediate defense in tatters, the overlord attempted to summon more shapes to its aid but Kya was already hopping around its frame like an agitated, hyper speed bunny, beating it senseless and grinding her claws along the robot. She ripped out wiring and sparks flew as she tore her way through the outer layer of the overlord, only retreating when a parade of bright lights and shapes bombarded her current position. She didn't shoot her way out with Bullet Dance, she simply vanished as if she'd sunken into the walls and, actually, that was partially correct. This lab was one rife with technology and Kya's ability to invade all of it was put on full display. A series of monitors behind the floating overlord lit up one by one, forming a square picture of a white grin across the many screens. It snickered, bobbed up and down, and then raced sideways out of view, hopping into a nearby laptop, filling a pipe tube near the wall, and then ducking into an abandoned phone on a desk like an invasive pest scurrying around the room. This wasn't just a technique to avoid attacks and sneak around, however, as Kya was in complete control of each and every device she and her soul entourage entered.
The floating Overlord was struck by a random, previously stationary piston to its left and sent flying across the room. It rolled to a halt underneath a panel of switches that were amped beyond their regulations and shocked the overlord with fierce voltage. Cleaning robots, in disarray and non-functional not even a minute ago, filed orderly into the room, now equipped with saw blades that Kya made them pick up on the way here as she summoned them. The entire room became a mosh pit of unexpected danger and the very ceiling and floor the overlord was stationed between became his enemy. Mounted, automated guns sprung forth, the floor shook and pillars of flames erupted from underneath. As it turned out, this place did have some security measures, they were just well hidden and not suited for preventing anyone from accessing the inner workings of the data stored in these many devices. They existed solely to kill intruders and, as the overlord was being battered senselessly, it figured this out the hard way. Individually, each trap, activating seemingly of its own accord, was meagre in strength. With Kya's magical assistance, though, she boosted the lethality and danger each inconvenience posed, turning them into annoying weapons that left their mark and were plentiful.
Kya herself was still drifting around the room, carefree and watching the show with her soul form's telltale snicker as she explored the inner web of this place, learning what secrets it held beyond the scope of physical reality, that she could tap into alongside her fellow souls and mismanage to her benefit against the overlord. Eventually, however, the overlord got fed up of this. Initially it had been flinging around its shapes in a bid to destroy anything and everything related to technology in the room but it was simply not possible. This lab was high end, loaded with inventions and experimental tech galore. Poisons were stored in automated syringes that jabbed the overlord whenever he passed by, X-rays overdosed it with disorienting radiation, and even doors attempted to shut on the overlord as he neared them as if they were snapping piranhas nibbling at his sides. In a fit of rage, and realising this couldn't continue forever, the overlord summoned a circle around itself like a forcefield and rose up into the sky once more. The impenetrable circle was expanded outward, pushing away any and all threat attempting to pester the overlord while it splayed its hands to the sides and moved onto the next phase of this fight. Kya was not the only one who could turn rooms into weapons.
The world spun again, becoming a four dimensional spiral that curled in on itself endlessly and warped around the rotating arms of the overlord. The room itself bent unnaturally, distorted, and became a nightmare of impossible shapes that stunned the mind. The overlord had turned this room into his personal domain and everything within it was seized, now under his control and malleable to his own will. He could twist a wall and strike from odd, invisible angles, turn a rectangular box into a tetrahedron and merge it with the walls to act as a trap. Anything and everything was possible and now Kya was supposedly trapped within a foreign world with foreign rules, a world that wasn't merely a mental attack like last time and actually existed. She should have been in deep, deep trouble now but, alas, the overlord had underestimated the power of her soul magic and its ability to infest technology. Even as warped shapes, even if their form was destroyed and remade in whatever image the overlord desired, the root of technology remained and its purpose could still be achieved. It didn't matter how broken a trapezoid computer looked, it didn't actually change the fact that the on switch would make it work. As long as the technology still existed and was functional, even if mightily banged up, Kya could enter and patrol it like a skulking virus.
Instead of being merely limited to individual objects like she was previously, now, however, Kya had full reign of the entire room. As the technology merged with the room she was now able to slither across the walls and laugh as she hissed at the overlord who narrowed its beady eyes at her form as it circled around him. He stood tall atop a piece of ground that had been turned into a spiked spire, a podium from which he could view the entire twisted nebula of shapes around him, but Kya's visage roamed across the third and fourth dimensions like a ray of sunshine slipping over edges and wrapping around corners. It was like a cat watching a laser pointer leap across the room at incredible speeds but this particular robot was aware it was being toyed with. The overlord didn't falter, however, and began a rampage of epic proportions, banging walls into other walls, occasionally even themselves, turning the floor into the ceiling, bringing the roof down and redistributing angles to objects that didn't originally have them. Madness descended on the lab as the overlord wrapped its old storage pod around its body like a suit of pill-shaped armour, electrical wiring attached itself to its body too and turned him into a furious deity that emitted waves of undulating colours and sparks, each of which were like snowflakes that took on a unique shape different form the last. Thousands of tiny shapes scattered around the ever changing room and launched a hellscape of kaleidoscopic bombardment, striking everything in a bid to hit Kya even a single time, but at the end of it all the overlord was exhausted with nothing to show from it. Its pod armor fell off, the wires collapsed and rolled along the floor, turned into snakes, and wriggled away, and Kya was still snickering up and down the room that had become her own personal playground. Now that the overlord was at its weakest, ten different Kyas all rose up from various surfaces, some on 'walls', some on 'ceilings' and some from the 'floor'. Each of these Kyas were a fragment of her, and everyone else's, souls but they were all 'real' and looking to deal a hefty blow to the tired robot who'd thrown a tantrum that accomplished nothing. You can't hit what you can't touch and the overlord hadn't been able to hunt down Kya since the start of this fight, not even a single time.
All the Kyas raised a single empty, bony hand towards the sky, leaning forward as their thumbs and middle fingers connected, pointing towards the various light sources still dangling around the room. They were mostly misshapen, turned into lunacy inducing shapes that shouldn't have ever existed within this realm, but their purpose was still served much like everything else in this bizarre room. That was about to change. With the click of their fingers, the Kyas each took down a single source of light and plunged the room into a damming darkness. It was impossible to tell what happened next under the cover of this lightless blanket but the walls of the room were beaten back into their original shapes. Protruding elements were hammered with fierce blows whenever one of the many Kyas smacked the overlord into them over and over. The robot was beaten black and blue across the room, with only the rather frequent flash of light signifying a devastating hit had just taken place, and its body was being used to undo all the havoc it caused. Kya and her soul brethren were the hammers and the overlord was the nail. A small camera in the corner of the room was able to capture the space right in front of it, barely peeking through the darkness a few centimetres ahead of where it was currently position in this topsy turvy world, and the last thing it captured was the overlord being dragged around by the head, by a speeding soul monster Kya, and ultimately being slammed into the now-broken camera face first. If one looked closely at the footage in slow motion one would have noticed the Kya responsible laughing merrily while the other Kyas haunted the background like peeping ghosts, an audience of hysterical bad omens.
BANG
Light hadn't returned to the room but the overlord was blown clean through a wall and sent into another where the lights hadn't been destroyed. The sudden surge of light in this new room momentarily stunned it as it regained its bearings. The overlord's ears stopped ringing from the beating it just took but it wasn't fully recovered and trouble was arriving. All ten Kyas... No, fifteen now, sauntered through the crack in the wall like they owned the place and merged and split at random, showing off their overwhelming ability to multiply, divide, and conquer at a moment's notice. They all possessed the strength of the original Kya and yet this was still not her full strength as of yet. She was capable of so much more so it was understandable why she was the chosen prodigy of the cult of destruction and they favoured her so. Their experiments resulted in an achievement that could rival even the greats like Sevorus himself and the combination of Kya's innate talents, and her soul powers, was phenomenally frightful. Worse still, all the Kyas, except for the original which blended in flawlessly with the real copies, were basically invincible. Their forms were destructible but they would just regenerate, like a venator, unless a soul destroying attack was used on them with sufficient firepower. Even then, for some strange reason, the souls seemed to be locked, firmly bound, to Kya via her memories so she could resummon them after a delay. They were many, they were infinite, they were the ghost in Kya's shell, they were never leaving, and they were far more acclimated to her body than the souls in the overlord were to it. This wasn't a fight, it was a one sided slaughter and it wasn't even over yet.
All the Kyas merged into a single entity, slightly larger than the clones that originally made it up, and the remaining, real Kya leapt at the overlord with her bare hand reaching out to grasp its face. The disoriented overlord couldn't prevent this, it was too out of shape, so it was whisked away to its own consciousness much like Kya was when she first summoned these souls. The overlord couldn't see its own body even if it looked straight down, it was a limited first person perspective forced upon it inside an empty black void, but it could hear the ugly snickering of the approaching souls and was incapable of leaving whatever horrid realm it had been transported to. The souls arrived in a procession, splitting off and circling the trapped overlord while rocking about and brushing up against the overlord like some sort of twisted ring warming ceremony. They raced across his view, stopped and spun in front of him, and began pecking at him from various angles with their sharp teeth to discomfort it. This was a greeting, what came next was a full fledged assault as they all picked up their pace of flying through the void, circled like a rabid pack of hounds, and chewed ferociously at the overlord's frame it couldn't even see any longer.
The overlord felt its body, and so much more than that, its amalgamation of souls, fading away and being consumed in this terrible space. To end its suffering, a single white face, larger than the rest and far more imposing, hovered in front of the overlord and tilted its head with a sickening smirk. It then tilted the other way as it leant in for a big bite, taking up the overlord's entire view, and its world faded to white. That pure white view spiralled as reality returned and wrapped around Kya's finger, overlaying with the broken form of the overlord in the background. She clicked said finger with a heinous grin and souls scattered from the overlord en-masse, like opening a chicken coop with a wolf on the prowl inside it. The souls all giggled deviously as they departed the overlord, tearing parts of its soul as they did so, and left the robot in a state so disheveled it was twitching uncharacteristically and on the verge of becoming junk. The original Kya readied her gun and Bullet Danced like an ethereal being of the night, blinking in and out of the black mist around her like a white devil and launching deadly blows on the incapacitated overlord who couldn't fight back even if it wanted to. With every strike she scratched the souls lingering inside it without mercy and eventually left them all looking like a stream of misty confetti.
The overlord was dead and the earlier silence, save for the alarm still blaring in the other dark room this fight started in, returned. Kya returned to normal, sighed to herself, and calmed her rampaging thoughts. She hushed the souls, sent them to the back of her science, and rolled her neck with a tiny smile creeping onto her features beneath the mask. It wasn't her full strength but she hadn't exerted herself to this degree in a while so it was a rather refreshing exercise and exorcize in its own way, even if using the souls was always somewhat awkward. Kya took a minute to recollect herself and then checked her communications device. She opened up the message, marking it as read so he original caller, her father and handler, didn't have to bother her again, and checked the contents. Apparently the destruction champion, Ares, was out and about. He'd been inside the pagoda for a while now but Kya was busy arriving a this place and doing her work so she missed it and had basically been living under a rock this whole time as she travelled through space by herself. A part of her wanted nothing to do with this destruction champion but she was tasked with three different possible outcomes she had to achieve one way or another and didn't have a say in the matter. Convince Ares to join the cult, find out his weakness, or kill the pagoda the clone. Apparently this man was not an ally. Kya sighed to herself solemnly and was about to continue reading the details of the case when soddenly her device began ringing again and her face turned sour. She thought her father wouldn't ring her if she got the message and accepted the task without any complaints but apparently this was important enough to warrant his own personal intervention and explanation of the job at hand... Kya really wasn't looking forward to speaking with this man, he was probably more of a robot than the overlord was... Alas, there was nothing for it, orders were orders and she wasn't in a position to defy them right now. Kya lifted the device, pushed a button, and waited patiently for a voice to come through.
This was going to be a long day...