Major Event; Jormungandr

The Crystal Ridge, glimmering with the beauty of its crystalline terrain, suddenly began to melt at the edges of its stasis. The once solid icy structures would pour into the land as great rivers like those flooding into the ocean, taking on a great body of water that would wrap around the entirety of the Crystal Ridge.

Within those waters of rapidly melting crystalline ice would be the body of a long and large creature, circling around the diameter of the Crystal City not once, but perhaps twice or even thrice, if not more. Snaking around as many times as it may, a dragon of the sea, Jormungandr, would raise its head up from the depths of the waters and reveal its head as that of what looked to be a grotesque eel plated with scales like that of a snake. It gazed upon the minuscule Crystal City with its long, slender snout breathing heavily upon the land, just a single breath able to melt the crystal further.

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~At the next moment, Ty would also be able to see where every single head of Orochi was located at the time through his Third Eye, and at those marks, he would swing his arm to dice each of the spots where Orochi's heads connected to the main body with the ethereal energy of the blade projected into each of those locations, since the energy that he was able to omit from the 'King Blade' was able to reach anywhere within his established Presence. This would appear to be him slashing wildly at Orochi whilst his Commanding head was moving, but this was actually to hack at the other 7 the very moment they revealed themselves in the Veritas' reality. Not only would a connected slash sever their ties to the Veritas and isolate their realities as only individual heads, but also this would also sever their connection to their tails.~

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The image of the 'Prayer Beads' surrounding the Greenhouse area would 'Project' itself around Tao's neck, thus binding Tiamat at the same time with the power of the presence of this land and the Master of the Presence, itself.

Through the synchronization of each of the Shinsangels and the Shinsanities, the subduing Prayer Beads that were once only on Tao and Tia's necks would be projected also around the necks of the severed dragon heads of Orochi, preventing them from being able to grow back, as well as establishing a set dominant influence belonging to the Tensei that would prevent Orochi's regeneration without first overpowering the binding forces of the sentient beings fighting against his presence within the Veritas. Though he was assimilated with the Veritas, the realm was fighting back against him, and therefore gave him a power struggle in addition to Ty's Presence as a while that were the individual wills and consciousness of the 7 Shinsangels that protected the Veritas. Thus, in order to overcome the Veritas, or even have any sort of control over any part of the Veritas, as well as the ability to regenerate any of the lost heads, Orochi would have to overcome all 7 of the Shinsangels.

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~Each tail was slung at a high speed toward the respective targets, which were the 7 headless nubs of Orochi and where the dragon spawn were probably still wriggling about. Each spiritual hurricane was cast down upon the Veritas like a paintbrush upon paper, where the true artwork could be colored in fine detail by each tail working in tandem to create a greater story, now, and not working against each other individually. Through harmonizing with Orochi, the tactics of how each head and tail worked in harmony would be applied immediately to the 7 Shinsangels, as well. From there, through that connection, Tiamat would be able to paint each of the heads of the Veritas upon the headless nubs from where the Prayer Beads connected and assume complete control of the hijacked body, as well as each of its tails.~

Jormungandr, whose mouth had been cut from his tail along with his neck from his body would, even still, rest wrapped several times around the crystal city. Where both ends would drop into the water, instead of just a single head rising from the depths of the crystal waters, there would be two, one of which looked to be the spitting image of Jormungandr itself. The poisonous blood that spewed from the slash would splatter all over the nice, solid crystal and begin to melt it again in random locations all throughout the general Crystal Ridge. Both eel-like dragons slithered about, shaving down the edges of the Crystal Ridge with their scaly skin, eying the Crystal City like it was their prey and they were ready to strike. Without warning, both heads lashed out from opposite sides of the field toward the Crystal City, mouths oozing with highly acidic poison and necks stretched long enough to reach the city even over the long crystal expanse. Torrents of poison flooding from their mouths would melt the city on contact.

The serpent heads sprung back in surprise at the sudden appearance of something in their way, snapping up their respective poisons in their long snouts with a solid clasp, which spattered the toxins ever over the Crystal Ridge. The two danced around the Isolation Chamber, eying it thoroughly, trying to figure out how to engage or break it. Immediately, the thought by both eel-like dragons to wrap around the construct with their long bodies and shave down not only the defenses of this Isolation Chamber, but also the very ground their course bodies scraped. As the two wrapped around the city's border, they would spew overbearing amounts of acid from their mouths all about as though it were the dragon's fire, melting away the land and poisoning the once pure environment.

The winding of each head around the isolated city would suddenly become the unraveling of both back to their initial starting points before ever touching the city. Each head, knowing certainly that they had wrapped around the city, would look to each other in confusion, then around in the area for what could have caused that. Only one of them had seen the Phantom, so that one turned and looked for him. The first head glided among the surface of the land, grinding it down, inspecting the lower area to see where the little creature had gone. The other remained aware, eyes keen and tongue flickering, catching whatever vibration that was in the air at the time.

The moment Jormungandr laid eyes upon the Phantom again, he would lash out violently, reflexively trying to strike him down whilst spewing acid everywhere. Any creature that was within the field of the poisonous secretion of Jormungandr's mouth should have instantly died upon contact, as well as any solid structure begin to melt away.

The second was astounded to find that the first head had suddenly disappeared from right before its eyes, and would eventually slither about cautiously, searching for where its partner could have gone, as well as what could have taken it away.

The first head of Jormungandr, mouth filled with acidic toxins, would snap at the second head accidentally after trying to strike the Phantom's face that it had seen before and acknowledged as its enemy. With the friendly fire in its confusion, the second Jormungandr would instinctively consider the first Jormungandr to be its enemy and begin to lash back reflexively at the first in both pain and fury. Thus began Jormungandr's fight with himself, both serpents wrestling each other violently and thrashing about. There were no other targets around and they were already established as enemies to each other, with their animalistic instincts kicked in. There was nothing left for Jormungandr to do but fight himself to the death, and whichever one survived, if either, it would face the Phantom in battle.

The battle between the Jormungandrs was fierce and intense. Scales were ripped from their bodies with the scraping of their teeth along their flesh, they were each deeply pierced with the sharp tip of their long fangs, rather deeply at that, and gushing blood all about, which corroded the land. Eventually, they would fight till they sunk deep into the floor of the new pool of water, where they would be unable to be seen in the deep.

With the two Jormungandrs fighting inside of the Perceptual Reality Chamber, of which the Phantom in his entirety was as a reality, he would be able to watch over them from outside of the isolated reality whilst they wrestled each other into the water. "... Though I'd love to see which one of these dopes come out alive... I've got more pressing issues to attend to right now." On the outside of that reality, gazing down into it with a masked face smirking widely like a cheshire cat, the Phantom would snap his fingers and cry "Break!" The bead of reality that was within his fingertips would shatter immediately, destroying that reality and whatever was within it at the time.

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Usually a gesture of clenching the fist tightly, causing the Reality of a large area to shatter and break into nothing where only The Phantom can reside as an anomaly, where he may commandeer that broken space and make it part of his own Reality as a Phenomenon.~

Both Jormungandrs would be no more, and the Phantom would be standing next to the Crystal City, which was completely safe and sound. "Well, that wrapped up nicely." The Phantom was glad it was over. He and many of his group had a bunch of other things to do in the Veritas, and right now, fighting these big and unnecessary creatures just isn't what he was trying to make as one of them. "Phantom Out," he'd say with a casual salute, as if ending a broadcast or transmission with the flickering out of his entire presence from the area. All anomalies and disturbances would suddenly settle and the air would become clear again.