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The only thing I could do now was-
"First Stage Limited Form - Scythe"
The shield reassembled itself into a scythe. Launching myself between the retreating
tentacles, I swung hard at a point-blank range.
"Gray?!"
With a shout, I smashed it with all my might.
The enormous amount of magical energy there exploded.
As the tremendous magical energy protecting the 'box' came into contact with that of
Add, it exploded outwards.
In the face of that wave of pressure, even Volumen Hydrargyrum was thrown off of me.
"Hey! Gray! I know it's me we're talking about, but this is still too much!"
Though I felt somewhat sorry, I ignored Add's voice.
Well over the safe amount of magical energy I could absorb, the overflow tore through
my nerves and Magic Circuits. That pain flooded my brain, as if I was being torn apart
from the inside. It was like red hot spikes were driven all throughout my body, spinning
through it. Turning into a sack of meat that remembered only pain, it felt like my
consciousness had died a hundred years ago.
But the circulation of magical energy didn't stop.
Just as it had been instructed from the beginning, it automatically smashed its way
into the 'box.'
"...ah....a...."
Groans, turn to power.
Pain, turn to strength.
Though my consciousness should have long since been wiped out, it still whispered.
It hurts.
But even then, I felt a suffering far greater than that pain up until now.
I was always rejecting the world - no, that was wrong. My body was the one rejecting
this world. I knew that. I knew, but there was nothing I could do about it. No amount of
screaming would make that better. So all I could do was kill my voice, and curl up in the
corner of my room, right?
But even so.
Even so, now...
I was being watched.
I was being protected.
Even now, I could feel the eyes on my back.
With just that, I could take one more step forward.
"...g....o........ba....ck.....!!"
But, feelings couldn't be turned into magical energy.
The pressure from within accelerated in its growth.
The two small lights were joined by many more.
From inside the darkness, a tremendous howl that overwhelmed both rage and hunger
filled my ears. Was there more than one of these beasts? Or was this the form of a single
monster?
Just as that despair flooded my chest, just as it drowned my heart in black,
"-That's enough."
A calm voice called out.
I wasn't able to turn around. But with my enhanced senses, I could tell my master had
placed a large object on the ground beside him.

The Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II, Volume 3, Chapter 3, Part 5