I wasn't going to be stupid, besides having some homonculi servants bring me and Tamamo some food. Me and her spent... Literally the last two days of 'peace and quiet' fortifying the absolute shit out of our private room.
And while I used my runic knowledge to protect the room, Tamamo all but made the room into a minature 'Avalon' that was partly phased out of reality to boot just to make sure that nothing remotely normal could hurt us.
All the while as I worked, I also in my scant moments of free time, practised the nine 'spell like' abilites that a Sequence 7 Magician had on the Fool's Pathway. Mostly I spent the time practicing the Damage Transfer spell.
Because with that spell, I could transfer a lethal wound that like gouged out my heart or otherwise would be a non-instantly lethal wound into something like a gouging wound into my leg.
Along with the wound transfer ability I also in particular practised the paper weapons spell. As just because I now had a scary spear that could make extremely hard to heal wounds as well as enhance it's size.
Having disposable, smaller weapons that could take on different sizes was also useful.
And seeing as the world was possibly going to end... As much as I wanted to possibly ride out the end of the world eating nothing but chips and pounding down enough soda to give even me a heart attack.
'Sadly,' Tamamo kept me firmly busy. Face planted in her tits as she snuggled with me as we watched a movie. More like she watched, and I just focused on said big milky titties in front of my face.
But semantics.
The Apocalypse, however, didn't wait for Tamamo to doze off and smother me to death with her tits.
It started with a bone-shaking rumble that made the lights in our room turn off, along with the rest of the power. The shaking was strong enough that our bed audibly crunched and banged as the metal legs smashed into the concrete floor.
Then, even as the rumbling continued. The emergency power system obviously kicked on. Low lights flared to life along with the emergency mana generators very quickly turning as well.
Which helped take back off the load of mana draw that Tamamo was drawing from me. And just as the rumbles started to fade.
A clear vibration like wave tore through our room and visibly shot past us with parts of the room crumbling, burning, and loudly shattering as concrete and metal gave way as fire flickered in our room from 'reality'
"Wow... Someone did try to fucking bomb us, it seems." I said with a snarl as I quickly saw with my Six Eye's that the 'bombs' used to bomb our room was anything just simple fucking C4 or whatever.
It was clearly a mana-infused bomb with special effects. But fuck nuts, Mcgee obviously didn't expect my servant to be a Caster, and the only thing we did since we arrived was fortify the hell out of our room.
"Come on Tamamo... I have someone to skin alive, and I want you to pack purification salt onto them before we stitch them back together and then you curse them just for good measure."
Tamamo giggled evily before she said in a sing-song voice. "Of course, my darling! They ruined our snuggling time, so that's the very least they deserve!"
With a swirl of my spear, I broke the runic chain that tethered this pocket dimension to the room and a flare of fire met us.
But I was ready, and simple fire was nothing to Tamamo as I created a tiny Lapse Blue to suck all the smoke and flames into the orb of attraction that then blew out of melted slag that was previously the room's exit.
I then strolled on out as the alarms of Chaldea blared in my ears. But... As I walked into the hall, I quickly realized that the damage to Chaldea was severe, fire was everywhere. Large crater's were everywhere from where explosions were hidden.
And it wasn't just explosions in like electrical panels or whatever to sabotage Chaldea. There was seemingly bombs beneath the floor in certain places... On the ceiling, hidden randomly behind walls.
I literally couldn't see more than a couple of dozen meters that hadn't been hit with what seemed like a brick of C4 in particular.
Seeing as this area was also where the Magi lived and even the A-Team's own dorm section was further down the hall. It made sense this place was completely wrecked actually.
And as I came across the first body of a terribly burnt scientist/magi who worked clearly on the research side of things... There was something wrong with it beyond it's burnt form.
Having literally just died within not even a couple of minutes ago. The man's still burning corpse was. Hollow in a way that just didn't make sense.
'Something is wrong here.' I thought as Tamamo tsked as she turnt over an engineer's body to see if they were still alive only to see that they had lost most of their face due to some exotic bomb effects that turned their head into rock somehow.
Or maybe they tried to transmute their body to stone in a hurry at hearing all the bombs going off. But fucked it up somehow.
Still, it was only after the seventh body and Chaldea's PA system kicked to life to tell all survivors to shelter in place. I realized what the fucking weird feeling I was getting was when I looked at their corpses.
"Something took their souls instantly after they died! There is not a single hint of soul aura at all on these bodies?" I said in realization. But what the hell did that even mean.
Then I hissed as my Command Seal's burned as Tamamo grabbed onto me firmly as Chaldeas. The actual AI of the facility rang out in warning.
[Emergency! Emergency! Emergency! Prepare for Rayshifting in T Minus 10 seconds! Prepare for Emergency Rayshifting into Singularity F- Prepare for Rayshifting into Singularity F]
"Oh fucking hell." I muttered even as I felt Tamamo grab hold of me even firmer as our bodies broke apart into motes of light and our vision became a swirl of kaleidoscopic colors that filled our minds and souls.