Editing BlazBlue:Phase Shift 4 Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 4===

Two days later, a pillar of black mist rose from the foot of a mountain.

It was followed by a second, then a third, then a fourth... fifth, sixth, ninth, seventeenth, thirty-eighth, sixty-second... As fast as the blink of an eye, a massive number of pillars arose as Seithr filled the area to the brim.

It was so bizarre that no one was in doubt about what was happening.

The Black Beast was coming.

Like a small wave transforming into a massive surge, the Joint HQ Army encampment erupted with screams of terror. With their backs to the panicked chaos of the army readying for battle, Jubei, Hakumen, and Valkenhayn stood at the front.

"Here it comes."

Unable to keep his voice from cracking, Jubei announced its arrival to no one in particular.

First a massive amount of seithr spurted out of the ground, then shortly afterward the main body followed in its wake: that's how it always went when the Black Beast appears.

Hakumen took a big step forward, ready to be the first into the fray.

"Let us scatter this seithr before the body comes."

This flowing seithr was essentially the vanguard, so he wanted to get rid of as much of it as possible before the real fight began.

In fights between humans, which side took the initiative and attacked first held great significance and affected morale. In a fight against the Black Beast, the monster's morale wasn't a factor, but the opposing side was still human. This was a great chance to bolster the fighting spirit of their troops to stand against it.

Valkenhayn agreed, and he nodded his head in assent even as a little nervousness showed on his grave face.

"We'll launch an all-out attack just as it materializes, then we retreat before it starts focusing on us, leading it into the magic circles. Understood?"

Confirming their orders one last time, the army bravely shouted a war cry before charging into the black mist, kicking up a dust cloud behind them.

The black mist welling up from the broken earth took on grotesque shapes, as if showing its hostility. A certain clump of Seithr took the form of a four-legged beast and started cantering toward the army, while elsewhere another one took the form of a jaw slithering on the ground, rows of teeth bared. In reality they were all nothing more than an amalgamation of the black mist, but in no time at all there was an army of unsettling, animal-like Seithr creatures on the battlefield.

The Joint HQ Army's tanks sped forward all together as soldiers rained down gunfire using alchemically created guns that fired mana-infused bullets. Some wielded Ars Magus-infused swords while Ars Magus bombs were used to clear out the repulsive mist.

Valkenhayn led the army's vanguard. He stooped over for a moment to transform into a wolf then charged onto the plain, seeming to drag everyone else along behind him. When it came to running in a wide-open area, no one was faster than him.

Just as a distorted, six-armed black clump took shape and raised its wriggling head to face him, Valkenhayn transformed back into a human and used his momentum to nail it with a kick. That kick would have easily knocked a human's head clean off their shoulders, but in the six-armed Seithr amalgamation's case, it literally got kicked to dust.

Valkenhayn was a wolf again before he even touched the ground. He jumped and soared through the air, tearing the next abomination apart with his jaws. His merciless fangs and claws tore through the monsters like a hot knife through butter, ripping them to shreds and turning them back into black mist.

His howl ignited the fighting spirit of all those who heard it. His form of encouragement that a human couldn't imitate made the soldiers feel like they weren't powerless.

On a different part of the battlefield, Hakumen was bringing his overwhelming destructive power to bear. Fighting right in the middle of the host of black mist creatures, advancing ever forward without taking a single step back, he swung his nodachi, completely controlling his corner of the battle. Swinging first vertically, then horizontally, his blade rent the very air and scattered Seithr amalgamations along with the ground they stood on. Raising his nodachi high and swinging it down with all his might, the force he generated kicked up the dirt and rose like a wall along the ground to cut a massive Seithr beast in two.

Meanwhile, Jubei ran around the wide plain so quickly that he made it look cramped, scattering black monsters left and right. Suddenly jumping on a half-formed maw that tried to devour him as it let out an ear-piercing shriek, he used his claws and the sword he held in his mouth to slice it to bits faster than a blink.

With a small, light-footed movement, he easily evaded a Seithr projectile aimed for him. His small, easily-maneuverable body allowed him to unleash unexpectedly sharp and precise slashes, and he chased down and eliminated countless targets.

Two beastkin and one tall, white-clad man. Their very presence set the tone of the whole battlefield. As long as they were fighting alongside those three, the soldiers couldn't imagine losing. Maybe they could even tear out the Black Beast's throat in this fight, and then they might actually win this after all.

Everyone fighting near one of them had that thought. We can win. That mindset slowly gained momentum across the entire army.

However... it was then that Valkenhayn felt an ominous premonition, and his expression distorted.

"Hakumen-dono!"

Seeing that white form beyond the head of a black amalgamation that he had just kicked free of its body, Valkenhayn called out and closed the distance between them, standing in the wake of a destructive slash from the nodachi.

"Something's wrong. Is this not strange?"

In the instant following his question, his voice laced with doubt, he let out a vigorous shout as he slashed an eight-legged beast with a massive head approaching him from behind with a sweep of his arm.

Hakumen's nodachi came down an instant after the wolf claws left their mark, finishing the strange creature off.

"...Indeed, something is amiss."

Pulling his nodachi back after the swing, Hakumen also expressed his apprehension.

"Their assault is lack-luster."

"Agreed. The seithr that gushes forth before the beast arrives ought to feel denser than this. But above all else..."

No matter how long they fought, the Black Beast's true body wasn't showing up.

It had already been quite some time since the seithr had started welling up. Normally it would have already shown itself by now, but there was still no sign of it.

"Oi, Hakumen, Valkenhayn! The troops are pushing too far forward!"

Looking like he was in a hurry, Jubei jumped over to them. He must have taken a hit at some point, because there was a big, black-stained dent in the shoulder segment of his battle armor.

Valkenhayn's face grew more grim than ever.

"Too far forward? What are you talking about? Gaining ground isn't part of the plan."

In fact, they were supposed to form and maintain a semi-circle, then quickly change formation when the Black Beast appeared inside the seithr in order to let the front line hit it with maximum firepower.

Jubei impatiently started talking faster.

"I know that, but right now we're spread too wide in the seithr!"

"We've broken formation?"

"No..."

Answering Hakumen's question bitterly, Valkenhayn observed their surroundings.

Their formation wasn't breaking down. While it's true this army was cobbled together out of fighters from many different nations, most of them were still highly disciplined soldiers. However, this host of seithr beasts was unexpectedly weak, and the troops were fired up from their success.

"This is almost like..."

They were being invited in.

"...It can't be!"

The bad feeling Valkenhayn had had turned to a chill running up his spine, and he turned into a wolf and raced back across the battlefield.

He was heading for their army's back line. All along the way he saw that what Jubei had said about their troops being too far forward was more true than he had imagined. Just as he had thought, their formation hadn't broken down to any significant extent, but the seithr taking the form of grotesque creatures was crowding in around them over a very wide area. Once he passed a certain point, he found that the orientation of the battle had turned all the way around. Chaotic screams pressed in all around him.

When he finally reached the point of their formation furthest from the front, he let out a long howl.

It was a sound of warning.

It rang out over the noise of the disoriented battlefield, making it all the way to Jubei's ears on the other side of the formation.

There was no need to put its meaning into words. Jubei's face froze in an instant, and while he cut down one bat-like flying seithr monster after another, he shouted to Hakumen, who was still nearby.

"We're surrounded, Hakumen! They're cuttin' off our retreat!"

Even before Jubei's voice reached him, the tall, white-clad form snapped around with evident shock.

"How could this be...?"

Hakumen's groaning voice was so low it seemed it might shake the ground. Jubei landed next to him.

"I ain't got a clue either. This is the first time I've heard of seithr doing something like encircling an army!"

Seithr and the Black Beast were both supposed to be mindless monsters that did nothing but destroy and massacre. They would simply appear and devour anything in front of them. They were supposed to be just as simple as that. But here they were, baiting soldiers by letting them get fired up, then enveloping them once they pushed too far forward. It was unbelievably logical and clever.

"The Black Beast understands how to use honest-to-goodness battle tactics? You gotta be kidding me..."

The one saving grace about the Black Beast was supposed to be that it simply charged forward thoughtlessly, but now it seemed that not only did it understand tactics, but it could also employ clever strategies of its own. With a quick, harsh exhale, Jubei turned to a cluster of seithr and swept the black mist away like a tornado.

"We've gotta fall back for now! If the Black Beast appears now, when we're completely boxed in..."

Jubei didn't get to finish his sentence.

He forgot what he was planning on saying. Powerless to stop it, he just looked on dumbfounded at what was about to happen.

Suddenly, a shockwave like something trying to break through to the surface shook the earth. Immediately afterward, a blast of black seithr incomparably more powerful than anything they had seen before burst up behind them, in the very center of their formation.

From the black mist appeared... a jet black monster with countless heads. It had uncanny, glaring red eyes and was covered in red lines that looked like blood vessels snaking across its body. Its body was so huge that calling it enormous didn't do it justice, and all who saw its ominous form were gripped by a deep-seated, instinctual sense of fear and despair.

Of all places, the Black Beast had appeared right in the middle of their army.

This was no longer a battlefield: it was a stage upon which they would all be slaughtered in a cage of seithr.

The army split in two by the massive black figure fell into chaos and fear, no longer responding to commands. If they tried to form ranks, they would be facing down the Black Beast, but if they tried to run, they were obstructed by a seemingly endless and ever multiplying army of seithr monsters.

As they scrambled about in panic, with the seithr on one side and the Black Beast on the other, more and more people were burnt to ash, minced into lumps of flesh, or reduced to something else entirely.

"Jubei!"

Hearing a low, strong voice yell like it was reprimanding him, Jubei shook himself out of his stupor. Thanks to that, his nerves started working again and his blood resumed its circulation.

Looking to where the voice came from, he saw Hakumen, nodachi raised, pushing past fleeing soldiers and making for the Black Beast.

"Tear through the seithr and break its encirclement. Evacuate the troops, make some distance, and reform them."

"You're telling me to break through... what are you planning on doing then!?"

"Naturally, I will draw its attention!"

Hakumen didn't show an ounce of fear when he said that. He ran like his feet were physically incapable of taking him backwards, his nodachi slicing through the air. The force of the swing became an invisible blade, hitting the base of one of the Black Beast's necks.

After a moment's hesitation watching him run into the distance, Jubei dashed into action.

"Wait up, I'm coming too!"

"Do not concern yourself with me, I will pull back when the army has escaped. Just open a path of retreat."

"Then you go do it! I'll stay behind!"

He was keenly aware that they didn't have time to waste on arguing, but Jubei quickly belted out his piece.

"I'm not gonna run away. I'm through with leaving it all to someone else while I run for my life!"

His feelings of powerlessness and regret must have really been tearing him up inside. He never wanted to watch someone with their back turned face down the Black Beast all alone ever again. The fighting spirit in his glaring, red cat eye said that he had no intention of retreating.

The tip of Hakumen's sword lowered as he showed a tiny amount of hesitation.

Among the mass of soldiers, he saw a single person running forward.

"In that case, please leave the role of clearing a path of retreat to me."

The composed voice belonged to a tall woman, seemingly unfatigued despite the long fight against the seithr. Her face sparked a memory in Hakumen. Red hair bundled into one by a hair tie and blue eyes. Her dignified, boyish face was covered in streaks of dirt.

"...Ayame Yayoi."

Hakumen muttered her name like he was trying to swallow something.

The red haired woman went to attention once again and looked up at Hakumen.

"I have confidence in both my combat capabilities and my ability to run. Please do not underestimate me because I am a woman. What's more, I wield this sealed weapon."

A seithr beast leapt at her from behind as she spoke, and with a quick turn she sliced it down with the short sword in her hand before turning back to Hakumen. Her blue eyes glowed with honest confidence.

"Sealed weapon... would that be... Izayoi?"

Ayame cheerfully answered Hakumen.

"Indeed it is, so you knew of it? The Mage's Guild entrusted it to the care of the Yayoi family."

Puffing up her chest, the woman had more the bearing of a warrior rather than a mage, and she wore a white uniform different from anyone else on the battlefield. Her mantle gave the impression of folded wings and she wielded a strange shield made to look like a thick tome. The most eye-catching detail, however, was her winged hat adorned with something that looked like an eyeball, both beautiful and unsettling.

Looking at her, Hakumen felt dizzy for some reason. An unsettling feeling, like a black spot on something otherwise clean, encroached on Hakumen's mind.

"If I use the power of the Izayoi, even the seithr of the Black Beast will be no obstacle. Please, leave this to me."

Without waiting for a response from Hakumen, she flipped her mantle and dashed off, headed straight south. Cutting down the seithr amalgamations that had already pushed their way into the center of the army left and right, she gallantly shouted out and rallied the troops.

"We're falling back, stay on me!"

Her shield spread its wings wide, spreading a corona of white light. The seithr army caught in the light cracked like dried-up dirt and lost their shapes, crumbling away one after the other.

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It was like watching a saintess smite evil-doers. The light that scorched the black creatures spread out and glowed ever brighter, becoming pure white feathers and floating into the sky.

Running with wings of light streaming behind her, Ayame looked just like a messenger sent from Heaven. So light on her feet that it seemed like the wings on her back might be real, brandishing her shield and using it to repeatedly fire off white light, she cut a path through the battlefield.

"Wait, Ayame Yayoi...!"

Hakumen reflexively raised his hand to try to stop her, but all his fingertips touched were the fading afterglow left by her feathers. The woman's flapping white mantle was on the other side of the sea of seithr and soldiers.

In the meantime, the tide of the battle had changed... and become even worse. The seithr was making such a horrible noise that it seemed like it was suffocating.

"There's nothing we can do now, so let's put our faith in her. If we don't get moving, the bodies are just gonna keep piling up!" The Black Beast's unnatural roar shook the air.

Undaunted, Jubei shifted his grip on his sword and flew off toward it. Hakumen hesitated for a moment, but there was nothing for him to be hesitating over. Ayame just reminded him of a different girl with the name of a flower.

Drawing a crisp arc with his nodachi as he spun on his heel, he vaporized the approaching seithr beasts in an instant before turning his attention to the Black Beast in the distance. That was the target that Hakumen needed to eliminate no matter the cost. It was evil itself.

Everything from its resounding roar, to its glaring red eyes, to the impossibly deep black of the seithr making it up shook Hakumen's soul and roused him to action. The heat burning within him might have been emotion, instinct, or something else entirely.

"OOOOOOOoooo!!"

Unleashing a roar from the depths of his abdomen, Hakumen soared across the battlefield straight toward the Black Beast.

He channeled the inferno pouring out of him into his sword and swung it like he was swinging himself.

"Tsubaki!!"

Unleashing a devastating slash from above, he cleaved a line through the seithr-and-dust-choked air.

Night had fallen at some point.

The night sky was spread out above them before they knew it, and they caught glimpses of the distant, ephemeral moon through the seithr in the air. The popping sounds of torches could be heard all around. The sounds themselves were quite loud, but more importantly, they were impossible to miss because everything else in the area was otherwise too quiet.

It's not like there was nothing else around. A certain number of soldiers had run for their lives and managed to escape with the army's vehicles, tents, and equipment in tow, and now, having struggled to muster the energy to even find a place to relocate to, they were resting near the torches.

Hardly anyone was sleeping. Most of them were so badly dazed that they had forgotten all about sleep. They had ended up in this spot after circumventing a mountain near the plain where they had fought that battle earlier. A copse of thin, feeble-looking trees grew randomly, scattered wide like they were crowding around the soldiers. Using this spot as their new campsite, the soldiers were wearily waiting for stragglers to catch up.

Among them was Hakumen, who had just arrived. He was walking with massive loping strides, cutting through the night at a near-running pace. He made for a cluster of tents at the center of the camp being used to treat the injured. He paid no mind to the occasional soldier looking up at him with suspicion, clearly in a hurry to get somewhere.

He eventually made it to a certain tent and, without saying a word, he ripped the flap open and entered. The doctors and their assistants inside the tent all gasped in surprise, and some of them drew weapons, but Hakumen paid them no mind either and simply strode to one corner of the tent.

There he found a sleeping woman. Her weary body was sprawled across the simple bed, and her eyes were shut so firmly that she seemed dead. The white clothes she wore so proudly were uncannily clean, but she herself was covered in dirt, dust, blood, and seithr. They had probably cleaned her up a bit when they treated her, but the cleanliness of her armaments made her physical condition seem all the worse by comparison.

Hakumen slowed his pace, stood at her bedside, and spoke her name.

"Ayame Yayoi."

It was no louder than a whisper, but her eyelids fluttered nonetheless. She opened her eyes with great effort, like she was lifting something incredibly heavy.

The vivid blue color that he had seen just a little while ago was now nowhere to be found. It had been replaced by a dark, cloudy, lightless blue.

Her eyes moved around like they were looking for something before coming to a rest looking far beyond Hakumen's shoulder.

"...Hakumen-san."

Her strained voice was as powerless as her body. There wasn't even a shred of her old cheerful, vigorous voice remaining.

"You made... so you made it... back alright...?"

She tried desperately to act naturally as she spoke, but she could hardly move her lips and her tongue wouldn't obey her.

She looked like she had already given absolutely everything she could give and had reached the end of the line. She was out of stamina and mana, and even her ability to reason and her very instincts were failing her now.

Hakumen answered calmly, as if everything was alright — even her condition.

"Yes, just now."

"Then... everyone... is safe now?"

"Of course. The credit goes primarily to you. Your timely assault saved the unit."

"I'm no... not deserving of such praise. I am as- ashamed to... be seen in such... a sorry state."

Her stuttering lips were desperately searching for the toughest words she could muster.

She might have been trying to laugh, but she didn't have enough strength left to move her face.

"Is... isn't the Izayoi... strong? The Yayoi clan will surely... be able to prove its worth... in the final battle against..."

"You have already proven yourself. Do not rush to accumulate even more honors, or you will meet an early death."

"...How kind. But please... don't say that... I want... to keep fighting... By your side, if I may... have the honor..."

Her voice faded further and further with each breath she took. At this point, she could only be heard if everyone else in the tent held their breath.

A transparent tear leaked from her lightless eyes. That might have been the moment that she broke. The force of will seemed to vanish from her eyes and tears dampened her ashen skin.

"I still, want to fight... I can't, see... can't... see... Where is everybody... I'm scared... scared that, I'll disappear... disappear, and... I'm going to die..."

Rambling and weeping like a scared child, Ayame lifted her hand like she was trying to find something, and Hakumen's hand grabbed it to support her.

Fear plagued Ayame's eyes as they searched vainly through empty space. Even in the grip of terror, Ayame was desperately clinging to her desire to live as a warrior, and so she said,

"Ha... Hakumen... san. I am truly... proud, to have... fought alongside..."

That was certainly the last thing Ayame would ever be proud of, and her voice faltered, breaking down into sobbing once more. She didn't want to accept that this was to be her end.

Before she could finish her sentence, Ayame stopped breathing.

It was a cold night.

The fire on the torches crackled loudly. Judging by the position of the moon, it was quite late. Exiting the medical tent, Hakumen looked up at the moon far overhead. Something ate away at a weak, tender part of him hidden deep within the mask as the moon shone beautifully in the sky. The moon was so beautiful tonight that it infuriated him.

"We've been looking for you, Hakumen."

Jubei and Valkenhayn stood in a shadow a short way from the tent flap. Valkenhayn must have been injured at some point, because he had bandages wrapped around his shoulder and chest.

They knew why Hakumen had come to this tent, and Jubei's concern for him showed on his face.

"How was she?"

Hakumen's answer to Jubei's question was brief and unflinching.

"She died."

"...I see."

Jubei had been prepared for that answer, but he still couldn't conceal his sorrow, shoulders dropping.

However, now was not the time for them to let their hearts break with grief. Valkenhayn let out a sombre growl then spoke up, changing the subject.

"We must figure out what exactly happened today. The Black Beast's actions were exceedingly irregular."

He distanced himself from the nearby tents as he spoke, not wanting to let the injured or the doctors overhear him.

Hakumen and Jubei followed behind him. Walking to a place out of the light of the torches, Jubei looked back at the camp and made a face like he had just swallowed something bitter.

"Man... we're in one hell of a state."

No other words could describe it better. Hakumen and Valkenhayn couldn't even muster a nod in response, but they were in total agreement.

"Leadership, an encirclement, a surprise attack... I've seen many clashes between humanity and the Black Beast up to now, but what happened in this one was no fluke."

Perplexed, Valkenhayn knitted his eyebrows together as Jubei nodded heavily.

"I ain't ever heard of anything like this either... thinking back to when it got rocked by Take-Mikazuchi too, ain't something been weird about all this?"

"Indeed, there is no longer any doubt about it after what we witnessed today."

Hakumen's low voice cut through the air like a swing from his nodachi.

"I cannot say when it might have happened, but the creature has become wise. It would be dangerous to continue to treat it like a foolish animal incapable of reasoning."

If they attempted to outmaneuver it with a strategy but had the tables turned on them again, they would be annihilated.

"We must proceed with caution. Unfortunately, there is a limit to what we are capable of right now."

What were they going to have to face from tomorrow onward? Valkenhayn put his hand on his chin as he lost himself in thought, but he only got the chance to think for a few seconds.

"Hakumen-dono, Jubei-dono, Hellsing-dono! We have a problem!"

A soldier with bandages around his head came running with a light, screaming bloody murder.

At the same time, the camp suddenly got very noisy. The night had been quiet and peaceful, but suddenly it was illuminated in firelight.

"What's happening!?"

The soldier answered Valkenhayn's question with a grave face. "Seithr, sir! Seithr has suddenly appeared and is launching a surprise attack on us!"

"What!?"

The word fell out of the astonished Jubei's mouth.

The entire army had finally reconvened and was trying to get one night's rest and recovery, but now this was happening.

Valkenhayn gritted his teeth angrily, molars grating.

"Now it's a night attack...!?"

Earlier that day, when the army broke through the seithr's encirclement and staged their retreat, neither the seithr creatures nor the Black Beast had pursued them far. Seeming to lose interest quickly, they had simply disappeared somewhere. Now he knew that that had been in preparation for this moment. The seithr had certainly been waiting until the time when the soldiers were supposed to be resting their bodies and nerves to come up from the ground again and attack them where they slept.

Hakumen rushed off toward the center of the commotion with big strides, giving orders as he went.

"Valkenhayn, split the Ars Magus Corps in two down the middle and evacuate. Jubei, come with me to clear the seithr. We will pull everyone back before they can surround us!"

"Sounds good, no way I'm letting us get crushed here, camp and all!"

Readying his claws, Jubei ran one step ahead and lowered himself closer to the ground, heading for the entrance to the camp. If the seithr completed its encirclement, the Black Beast might appear in their midst and launch a surprise attack again. He had to clear out as much seithr as possible as quickly as he could.

Valkenhayn ran to catch up to Hakumen.

"We'll wait just beyond the tree line. Let the seithr come behind you when you retreat, and we'll catch it in a pincer maneuver."

"That was the plan. I shall withdraw before the Black Beast shows itself. Now make haste."

After quickly exchanging plans, Valkenhayn ran northwest and Hakumen went southeast.

This army had to hold out for one month. They were already in dire straits on their first day, but they still had to buy time for a whole month, no matter what.

The Black Beast was unbeatable. All they could do was slow it down a tiny bit and clear away a little of its seithr.

Hakumen listened to Valkenhayn's valiant voice as he rallied the troops, and his nodachi flashed forward to meet the seithr amalgamations in front of him.

However, Valkenhayn realized their naiveté as soon as he led the men ahead and out of the woods. As he cleared the trees and his field of vision opened up, he saw something...

──The Black Beast was waiting for them.

In the following days, their sense of despair mounted ever higher as they breathed in rust and dirt, feeling like they were constantly writhing on the ground. Death itself had been unleashed. The very fact that they still had legs to run on and arms to fight with was suffering, because they had to stay standing for as long as they were able to move. They had no choice but to leave behind those who couldn't move anymore, but still the decision to do so put ever more pressure on the survivors.

Feeling that weight wrapping around them like chains, it was all they could do to keep their eyes open, trying to retreat from the approaching black nightmare like a receding wave and fighting every step of the way. They would eventually all find themselves paralyzed with dread before being consumed by the bestial blackness dominating their vision.

They weren't fighting to survive: they were fighting to breathe. They weren't running to live: stopping was death in and of itself.

Countless died, countless lost their human forms, and countless more ran like mad, screaming in grief.

It was a hopeless month, like a never-ending well of mud

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