Battle the dragon.

It would be nicer to have a weapon, or even pants, but you're going to have to somehow do combat with this creature using nothing but your bare hands and enough mana for maybe one more spell. It doesn't look like you have much time to strategize either. Still wedged half-way through the opening, the illidrake snaps forwards with its mighty may, forcing you back against the wall. It then takes a deep inhale--nostrils flared--before sending out a ball of crackling, black and purple fire. You hurl yourself to the side moments before it scorches the wall where you once stood, and as soon as you land, you dodge and incoming swipe of its claw.

You pant heavily. This is too much. What do I do? I can't use much without a sword, and my only spell that's useful is Entangle. I doubt it's going to help. What about Bunny Hop? Yeah! That isn't a spell, though I'm not sure what I can do with it. Can I even get out of this demiplane? I won't abandon my friends, so I'd have to use it to get into Aris' Erotrain again.

Looking around frantically, you decide to make your leap as two vertical swipes from above from the illidrake's tendrils are set to crush you to the ground. You don't judge dodge the the side. This time, space bends around you, and you do your best to focus on that final chamber.

Unfortunately, you slam right up against the wall. Shit! I can't comprehend where it is spatially. I don't think it's actually above me, because it's like... a dimension between dimensions, right? I'm out of my element here.

Another tendril comes at you. This time, you decide to try the offensive. Using Bunny Hop again, you leap forwards, effectively teleporting right up onto the snout of the creature. With all your strength, you slam your fist down against its blue scales. It does react, though it's hardly enough to do notable damage.

It snorts. As it opens its maw again, you jump off and tumble to the ground.

Nae reappears, floating in the air near the back corner. "Oh. You're still alive."

"Of course I am!" you bark back. You look around quickly. "Aris, where are you?!"

"Sealed away by yours truly."

"Aris, you need to take control of your Erotrain! Isn't it your magnum opus?!"

"She can't--" Nae ponders for a moment. "Actually, hold that thought. I feel something funny. Be right back. Try to die while I'm gone, because I don't want this to take the rest of the day." She then disappears once more.

God damnit! I really don't want to die. I don't! I love all these people I've met. We haven't spent enough time together. How do I get into these situations?!

Things have gone from bad to worse. Your knees are buckling. Morale is quickly dropping. You stand naked, face-to-face with a horrific beast from another world. If it doesn't kill you first, it might just end up breaking away the rest of the room, pulling you into the cosmic storm outdoors. Worst of all, you can't even hear your friends. You've never felt so distant--so alone. You're going to die completely by yourself.

Cracking ice. You look down, but there's nothing there. When you look up, however, you see something strange.

It's like a beacon of light--pink and blinding. As it moves, a hole cuts open through the ceiling tiles like butter. It takes you a long moment to realize it's not just a light at all. It's Lauo, your trusty magic sword, but is it moving on its own? You don't know what to make of what's going on. Perhaps you're gone insane. But you hear a distant, feminine grunt as the sword thrusts a gaping crack open above. It only remains for a moment, but that's long enough for a figure to plummet down beside you.

She lands on her feet. Faint, pink bands trail down from the healing crack into her sword, though as it seals, the magic fades. Even the sword's blade ceases to glow.

It's Nyllia Tesgella, armed with your weapon, no doubt heavily empowered by everybody in the room prior. She stands like an angel sent from the heavens--beautiful pink hair flowing back from the powerful amount of energy being brought through the chasm in space. She's naked still of course, yet she somehow still appears as a divine holy knight--just as lovely, just as righteous. If you stand staring any longer, however, the sword might start lighting up again.

"This is yours," she says as she forces the handle into your hand. She then kisses you hard on the lips. After pulling away, the weapon in your hand begins to shine once again.

"Nyllia, I--"

"Talk later!" she commands. "Fight!"

With us on our own again, Lauo isn't all that strong. I'm only getting power from Nyllia. But damn, this is a hell of a lot better than nothing at all!