Planet Plant

Magnus the Red is waiting for the group on Plant. The presence of an entity antithetical to material reality causing the sky to shift from sunrise, day, sunset, and night, seemingly at random.

He raises a hand, and snaps his fingers, as he attempts to cast a spell on Masala. She would still be Majin, however she can no longer increase her mass. Effectively negating her ability to regenerate, except by using the mass she already has, forcing her to shrink, in size, if she wished to heal. The effect would dispel in 24 hours.

Testing a Daemon Primarch really isn't very smart. He remarked with a bored detachment, before reality buckled, and him, along with it, returning the immediate area around the group back to normal.

Veru'nasian Battle Lust

What was Jade saying? Something important? Well it was a perfect finale. An underdog triumph over a move that could easily wipe out a solar system. At least as far as he knew. However this level of power wasn't something to simply be beaten for a show. Ixil knew anyone of his power would eagerly kill for a chance at this fight. So long as Jade won, they would do what ever it took to overtake Jade. His people...yes, he remembered now. They will kill each other. But whether it is done so on his terms or theirs determines the fate of untold numbers.

He wanted to fight! He NEEDED it, but if it didn't end here, Ixil doubt he could control himself, any further.

He flew backwards.

I'm going to impale you with a tachyon blade through the chest. He said simply. It will not make physical contact, but it will look lethal.

He flies towards Jade, firing bursts of hard-light to catch Jade off-guard as he moves to drive a tachyon blade into her. Or rather, make it look that way, as the hard-tachyonic construct's shape is altered, so as to avoid actually harming her.

Determination never dies, but you do.