A great many witches and magical girls...
No, SpiCa had summoned almost everyone who could spare the time to the bottom of Betelgeuse's Great Crater, where they waited to carry out her final, insane plan.
"Are you sure this will work?"
I was asking Aldebaran. After SpiCa spoke with her, she had cobbled together a miniature missile in just a few hours.
The missile's warhead carried an Annihilation Bomb with a limited yield. Its annihilation radius would be roughly two hundred and fifty meters.
If all went well, we could dig straight down to that patch of the Great Will.
She shot back, "Hmph. Whether it works or not, do we have a choice?"
"No, we really don't."
"It'll be fine. The material used for Human-Planting Nails has penetration power comparable to antimatter. Nothing can stop this thing! You saw the Scatter Cannon before, didn't you? I guarantee it'll deliver the Annihilation Bomb to the target depth!"
The Annihilation Bomb would erase everything within its blast radius, leaving no debris, but a collapse was still possible. That meant we had to insert a supporting pipe immediately after the explosion.
We would shine a laser down and solidify it, then have Metal pour in liquid alloy to form a straw-shaped support column. Finally...
We could start pumping out the darkness.
It was an insane plan, but nobody cared whether it was reliable.
Even if it wasn't, we had to try. Otherwise, before much longer, Earth would make the moon vanish into thin air.
"Then here goes!!"
Standing on the ground vitrified by intense heat, Aldebaran shouldered the miniature missile launcher and aimed it at the Deep Well I had already dug, nearly a kilometer deep.
Metal and I stood nearby, ready to take over at any moment.
"Off you go!!"
Trailing