Knowing how to beat the Night Queen wasn’t the same as going fast. Their consciousnesses were still connected, so they saw each other's memories and abilities. That is, in fact, the two were slowly one. As for consciousness and memories. Luckily, Ingrid soon realized what the woman's goal was, specifically she wanted to melt Ingrid into herself, because otherwise she might not have been able to win.
Because they also harmed each other, they stopped simulating “physical” fighting, opting for a less spectacular fighting style instead. They both sat meditating on a frosty rock, trying to fight the other. As the minutes passed and the hours passed, because in reality a good four or five hours had passed, Ingrid felt it change. Not mentally, for some reason she was able to sense that she was changing physically in reality.
Until now, she was mostly defensive, trying to protect and defend herself, in the beginning she tried to use the tactics that
AMCO
would have suggested to her, run. At least she would have thought so, i.e. tried to convert herself, but failed, the Night Spirit was much better at it. So all that was left was to defend, resist and bite back with her teeth and nails. But less and less she managed to keep her opponent away from her.
In reality, Ingrid began to lose her physical shape more and more, her body became completely black in more and more places, star-like, something that smoke demons are capable of. Her open blue eyes turned bright blue, but she still couldn’t perceive anything from the outside world. That world just didn’t exist for her, just her mind. Her mind persisted, but her body had already been shaped into her own form by the Night Spirit. However, somewhat even she could not cope with the genetic anomaly.
Because of the long hours, she was getting tired, but not only because of the defense, she managed to gather the knowledge of the "goddess" for herself, to research in it, without noticing what Ingrid was doing. However, the red-haired woman could not find what she was looking for. That is, yes, but it was very risky, most likely she would die into it and lose herself for the rest of her life. And then she remembered what she should do.
”I love you both! I'm so sorry Adrian, Tubrok, but I have to try it. If I fail, I'll die, but I want to let you know, I love you both, more than anything else. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...” she whispered.
She whispered in her mind at once, but also in reality, as even a tear dripped down her face. She could still feel the pain for a moment, not because she might die, but because she was becoming. The red-haired woman looked at the Night Spirit resolutely, then swept all the disturbing thoughts and emotions that existed from her mind. Her opponent fell backwards, Ingrid didn't feel anything, even Vanessa out there could feel that this time Ingrid wasn't in perfect control of her emotions now, but all of hers were gone. Her body had changed back to its own, the darkness and shadows had disappeared.
She got up mechanically from her place, the connection between her and the Night Spirit did not break, but this time i.e. a condition in which Ingrid was in pain for the other but not for herself. Because the woman was in her own mind, which was now even faster and more efficient, the Night Spirit attacked in vain at full speed, seeming slow to Ingrid. With a mechanized, infinitely cold, precise, and calculating motion, she reached out and grabbed her throat.
”What the hell are you?!” she asked in panic.
She saw and felt the fear and dread of the Night Spirit, her opponent already knew what the Overlord was up to. Ingrid didn't answer, but instead pulled the other to herself and kissed her. It wasn’t a real kiss, of course, just a symbolism, symbolizing that the Overlord forced the Night Spirit to fully unite their minds. When that happened out there in reality, Ingrid’s body had now completely transformed into the
Force Entity’s form that the Night Spirit wanted. But Tharagorrogaraht wasn't in control anymore.
Ingrid heard her scream, felt the resistance she had shown in the past few hours, but did not let her opponent flee. The scene changed, they were in the dark again, but this time it was Ingrid in the form of Force Entity and the Night Spirit in some humanoid she once could have been. The Overlord took back her own original form with a thought in her mind, but she was surrounded on all sides by shadows and darkness, coming out of it. She still didn't feel anything, knowing that the longer she stayed like this, the harder it would be for her to return.
”How?! How were you able to do that?!” she asked.
”I just did what you wanted against me.” she said, the next moment she began to feel again.
”And this because you wanted to hurt those I love!”
Clawed hands and tentacles formed from the shadows, which simultaneously slammed in the direction of the Night Spirit. The claws bit into the woman's body and tore it to pieces in a matter of moments, the entity once known as the Night Spirit or Night Queen was no more. The “dream image” broke at this moment, with a huge Dark Side eruption in the Force that could be felt by everyone on the planet who had a connection to the Force. Ingrid was again in the shape of the Force Entity, in this shape she fell to her knees; now in the night because she saw the darkness first instead of the day before.
She gasped frequently, then all the ichors of the former Night Spirit left her body after vomiting. For the time being, she was shaking her whole body, she was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, trying to restrain herself from sobbing loudly, for now she could hardly believe she was alive and managed to defeat the other. She was alone again in her consciousness, now she could feel the Force-bond, she was not alone, she was herself, at least mentally, because she did not yet know how much she had changed physically…
Ingrid L'lerim
