Terraria: Hardmode
Chapter 67: Chapter 67 - Witch Vs Tyrant Pt:1
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On a large Sky Island that floated gracefully in the night sky, the last of the sun’s rays disappearing mere moments before, a gathering of combatants stood upon this foundation. The island’s trees shook from the winds of its altitude as blades of grass fluttered in the breeze.
Calamitas’s prowess radiates itself from her angered form as she looks upon the embodiment of her hatred, donned in his golden-cybernetic attire: Yharim. However, a trio of obstacles stood in her way as the Storm King, Siranul, and Signus prepared to strike at the witch.
“Yharim, buddy, let us handle this bitch,” Storm King comments while looking over his shoulder, then turns back to the witch before them, “As for you, I’m about to give you the BOOM BABY!” He emphasizes this by humping the air.
Calamitas rolls her eyes, “Such a child…”
The Jungle Tyrant was currently positioned behind his trio of allies with crossed arms, his cape draped over his shoulders, “Don’t underestimate her power, Storm King.”
As this goes on, both Signus and Siranul stood at either side of the Storm King, charging up their magic-based attacks and other means of offensive capabilities.
“Stop this at once, Calamitas!” Yharim called out. “There’s no need to fight. Let us-”
“Enough! Shut your fucking mouth and prepare to die!” The witch interjects as she kicks off of the ground, rushing forth while leaving behind a red trail of energy.

Yharim sighs, “Disappointing. Fine, have it your way, Calamitas…” He snaps his fingers, “Make her submit to me.”
All three of his allies lunges forth, but the Storm King comments internally:
-I’m not your dog, Yharim!-
……….
As the two sides encroached on one another, Siranul was the first to strike as he aimed his right hand forth and unleashed a powerful bolt of lightning. Calamitas teleports to the side and dodges, but Signus seems to capitalize on this as the entity’s elongated tendrils burst out from the ground beneath and entraps her.
The witch was now struggling against the tendrils but screams out in pain as Siranul unleashes an unrelenting barrage of lightning bolts. Incidentally, there were seven clones of him present, each one firing off a lightning bolt of their own. To add even further torment to the witch’s current predicament, the Storm King had taken the time to transform into a twenty-foot-tall behemoth, spires of ice protruding from his form. Gone was his terrarian-like appearance that stood seven feet on its own right, now replaced by the new gargantuan.
The ground quakes as the Storm King closes the distance like a charging elephant. Calamitas tried to get out of Signus’s grasp, still grunting in pain and effort while also taking the many clones of Siranul’s attacks, but to no avail as a large hand from the transformed werebeast grabbed onto her. Plucking the witch away from Signus’s tentacles which also causes Siranul and his clones to halt their attacks.
“Imma plant me a dumbass tree!” The werebeast proclaims.
The entire Sky Island shakes violently and repeatedly as Calamitas was being slammed into the island’s foundation over and over again. With every display of physical prowess, the Storm King even caused the island to lower itself. If this continued any further, one could only wonder if the entire foundation would give way to the werebeast’s physical might, and drop down to the world below like a meteor.
“Come on! Is this the best that you can do?!” Storm King mocks as he continues to slam Calamitas around like a ragdoll, holding the witch by her right leg. He raises her high above his shoulders and turns in place before bringing her back down with frightening force. Creating a series of craters on the island’s surface.
“I’m not even breaking a sweat!” He says after slamming the witch again before dangling her upside down in front of him. Calamitas’s clothes were torn in the process as her exposed breasts fell downward, her silver hair managing to touch the surface of the Sky Island. “Where’s all of that brimstone magic I heard so much about?”
Both Siranul and Signus now positioned themselves around the captured witch as the Storm King continues to mock her. However, Yharim stood nearby and observed the situation as he says internally:
-No… It’s not over yet… that was too easy.-
“Indeed, Yharim. I mean, come on… you should know what I’m capable of,” The echoing voice of Calamitas responds. “Better than anyone else.”
This naturally surprises both the Storm King and Siranul, but Signus and Yharim simply look skyward. The voice was coming from all around them, and as the Storm King looked back to his captive… it disappeared in a series of crimson energy.
“What the fuck’s going on?!” He shouts.
“It’s called a clone made entirely of magic, dipshit,” The witch retorts. “Just like the one I used to infiltrate Camelot.”
Siranul covers his hands in sparks of electricity, “Come on out, coward! Face our wrath!”
The witch laughs in response before saying:
“Y-you think your magic is anything compared to mine? Siranul, Lunaris, whatever the fuck you’re called now? Pleeeeease…” The entire Sky Island shakes violently as a crimson aura starts to cover it whole, “Who wants pancakes?” Calamitas questions.
Everyone looked upward as a second Sky Island was being lowered to the one they were standing on. It breached the clouds above and was dropping down like a meteorite as the wind began to build up all around it.
“Really? You’re gonna try and flatten us with ME here?!” The Storm King questions, then smirks, “I’m insulted. In fact, you’re really starting to make me angry,” A blue aura escapes from his eyes as sparks of blue energy surround his form. He beats on his chest and roars out:
“YOU WON’T LIKE ME WHEN I’M ANGRY!” The werebeast raises his two arms upward as if to catch the falling landmass, “DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!” The falling island was mere seconds away from crashing down upon him and his allies, “I’M THE STORM KING, BITCH! I’M THE STRONGEST WEREBEAST THERE IS!”
[SKRTHOOM]
In an amazing display of physical might, the Storm King catches the Sky Island and holds it aloft. Not even a crater was formed from where he stood as one would expect the force of the falling landmass to create such a result.
“I can bench press Sky Islands easily in this state!” Storm King shouts.
All the while, his allies seemed to know all about his physical might as none of them seemed to be concerned in the slightest. The werebeast caught the large landmass as if it were a simple game of catch.
-The angrier Storm King becomes, the more his physical aptitude is multiplied. Not to mention the storms he conjures forth increases in severity as well.- Yharim comments internally.
With a loud grunt and flexing of his muscles, the Storm King throws the island away as the landmass was hurled towards the direction of an ocean. Upon making its mark, a pillar of water shot high into the air that the group could see even from the multitudes of miles away.
The werebeast wipes his hands together as if just taking out the trash. He looks upward and shouts with his arms spread apart:
“That’s all you got?!” Storm King Chuckles, “Come on, drop another one! Maybe it’ll give me a good workout this time!”
“Is all that testosterone going to your head?” Calamitas’s voice questions. “Besides, I knew that wouldn’t work. I needed a distraction to keep you all busy while I gathered enough power to do… this!”
This causes Yharim, Siranul, Signus, and Storm King to look upward as a new event was taking place.
A spiraling mass of red energy mixed with black brimstone and ruby-like fragments manifests high in the air. They all converge together as a new entity was being formed in a fashion similar to an elemental, or atronach. All the while, Calamitas says:
“Oh, and by the way, Yharim… you’re not the only one who’s been sneaking around behind the scenes. Oh, dear brothers! Come and give your beloved sister a hand, would you?”
“What?! That’s not possible!” Yharim exclaims in shock as his allies turn towards him. “You couldn’t have!”
“What is the witch talking about, master?” Siranul questions.
“We can sense two new beings are now emerging from that mass high above,” Signus comments. “Two entities that possess the same magic like hers.”
“The fuck’s going on here… there’s three of them now!” The Storm King shouts, pointing his right hand towards the now newly formed trio above them.
“Those are her brothers,” Yharim finally answers. “Catastrophe and Cataclysm.”