ITSDA Prison - Remote, Impregnable Fortress (Location 9)
Brianna draws in a shuddering gasp of air as the shock of cold water flooded her senses. The apprehension of her guards was suddenly forgotten as her senses plunged into the depths, into the eyes of somebody who had long since died and...wait...what was that light? She could see a warm, orange light piercing through the cold, wet blackness that surrounded her...why did it look so familiar too?
Brianna tensed as she realized what she was seeing, and sent Valorum an urgent message:
Valorum; there's someone near you and they're barely alive. Hurry!
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Valorum, meanwhile, was plunging through the depths with ease, the sharp edges of his hard-light form slicing through the water. He passed other divers who had seen him on his first run through the murky depths, and fortunately, they spared him from the gawking that happened the first time around. It wasn't long past them that the light from the setting sun began to fade and only the angel's own glow illuminated the depths. Slabs of metal, floating debris, and of course, corpses, were tinged orange all around him, but beyond about 15 feet, it was nothing but void.
So Valorum ceased maintaining his cohesive form; his features became fluid and spectral, and he formed multiple motes of light from his spare essence, which he sent out in many directions to illuminate the area around him. What he saw was just surreal; spheres of light drifting the weightless graveyard around him, filled with random objects and materials eerily creaking and clinking as they collided with each-other in the soundless space around him. It was beyond hellish. Hell was suffering and pain for eternity, but it was something; this was worse. It was just...nothing.
~~~Γίνε~ήρωας~βοηθήστε~τον~άνθρωπο~~~
Brianna's voice suddenly spoke in Valorum's mind, and what she said put him on high alert. Somebody could see him, someone on the verge of death, and he had to save them. Inspired, Valorum peered through the water, trying to spot any sign of life. Everything was slowly moving about this barely lit void, so spotting something distinct was a bust, and all he could hear was creaking metal echoing through water and...something else...
Valorum suddenly noticed one mainly intact block of metal; a mostly deconstructed block of the prison that still had some structure to it. Just as he saw this, one of his lights illuminated an anomaly; a column of bubbles rising from the cluster of drifting metal
Hope surged in the angel's heart as he rushed towards this promising sight. He had to maneuver through a flooded hallway and around some loose panels and corpses, but he eventually found the source; near the top, the water broke into a shifting, iridescent mass; trapped air. What's more, he could see a person barely floating in this pocket of air; they were still mostly clothed, but he Valorum had no time to worry about details. Whoever this was, they were likely to be only barely lucid, but that didn't stop Valorum.
The angel rushed towards the survivor, gathing all of his split fragments into his form and commanding every strand of healing light Brianna had gifted him to surround his target. Light flowed from many parts of the drifting graveyard, into this structure, and up to the pocket to surround the survivor like a halo. Startled, this nondescript person thrashed weakly, no doubt afraid of this sudden bright light, but Valorum did not care. He gathered his essence back into his form and enveloped the survivor in a cocoon of holy power. With no regard to what his cargo felt, Valorum dove back into the water, swam out of the structure, and began to rocket towards the surface.
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Despair, confusion, hope, fear, and hope again all swirled in Brianna's mind. She had lost the visual connection, but she could still feel the cold, unfeeling harshness of the deep, dark waters, as well as the feelings flowing through this barely lucid mind she had found. Now Brianna felt a rush, like something was holding her. Pain eased as the water's grip loosened and warmth and light carried her higher and higher...and suddenly, a spire of water and light exploded from the sea below, and Brianna snapped out of her trance to look up. She saw a bullet of fiery light rise from the water and spread a pair of glorious fiery wings, while carrying a wet mass of something in its arms.
"Holy shit!"
...suffice it to say that Williams still had to get used to Valorum's shenanigans. But now wasn't the time. Valorum, his body now reformed, glided down from the sky and landed on the deck of the carrier, where his cargo collapsed from his grasp, heaving for breath and retching. Brianna's instincts fired up in a second, and she orders Williams;
"Get some paramedics here NOW! HURRY!"
Williams, stunned, numbly followed orders despite the obvious irony. Brianna placed herself alongside the wet, retching mess of a person Valorum had dragged up. Putting a hand on their back, her light began to spread across their shivering body to ease their pain and warm them.
"Easy now, you're safe. You're among friends."