They fire on their own people? What the hell?! Hikaru barely had time to think, as the fighter fired on her, luckily the barrier had saved her. In fact... As she stood there in shock, but also in one piece, the barrier had increased in size, not just around her, but around the whole room. Everything aglow with the eerie multi-spectrum of colored spirit energy. Just, what the hell was going on? By all rights, she should have been dead ages ago, back in the first generator room. She almost used up her whole spirit, her whole being...but by some miracle she had lived, and had more energy then ever?
And now....this? Where was all the energy coming from?! The barrier hadn't just expanded, it had also increased in strength as well. It seemed more powerful, more solid...and yet....familiar... too familiar... But that was impossible? Wasn't it? Her senses partly returned to her, she could sense Revelations in the barrier, but it wasn't magic, it couldn't be.... Unless.. but again! That was impossible!
Still.. impossible as it was, she couldn't ignore her senses. If what she felt was true, the Revelation magic was all around her, in her. But around it, it held spirit energy... as if it was coated with it, keeping the magic usable, by providing the spirit energy its self a shield.. If this was true then...
Hikaru clenched the fist of her good hand. "I suggest you all leave, NOW!" She shouted, to the Aralangs. Hikaru understood now. By taking the book into her, it seemed she had tapped into its power, its inner power and magic, and the spirits of all those that had ever used it and sealed themselves. Because of the AM field, the spirit had merged with the magic and provided it an outside casing, letting it exist in the field. In her shock of what they had done, the power she had tapped into not only saved her, but also saved what she was thinking about.
If all of this was true.... Things were about to get hectic. "Martyrs or not," She muttered, sparking with the Revelation Spirit Magic that flowed within her now, thanks to being one with the book. "Get the hell out of my way, if you want to continue living."