Tale of Spirits: The Cursed King(RP)

(This is a joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman,BlinkxPoke, and Nooby2)

Suddenly as Sonya left her room in search of food she felt something on her foot. It was a hand. Charlotte was laying on the floor out of energy, and her hair was a bit shorter than it was before. “Help me…” she gasped as she gripped Sonya’s foot.

“Oh my. Are you okay?” Sonya helped Charlotte to her feet and supported her. “What happened to you…?” Sonya ran her fingers through Charlotte’s hair, noticing that the length decreased by a few inches. Charlotte smiled as she stood up straight.

“Marian, that’s what.” she said noticing how long Sonya’s long hair. “Guess you haven’t messed up yet. Lucky.” Suddenly the other two, Alma and Emma, walked up from down the hallway. They looked wary of every corner, their hair cut shorter than before. The three still wore their leather suits from the attack as they weren’t given time to change.

“At least we got it over, and done with” said Alma.

“And we aren’t near bald like that one time.”

“I’ll never understand why she goes for our hair. Its heartless and cruel. And this is on top of the beatings...” said Emma.

“She probably gets off to it.” joked Charlotte.
“I really wouldn’t be surprised. So who are you anyways?” asked Charlotte looking to Sonya to introduce herself.

“Ah, I’m Sonya. Sonya Albertine de La Milan. I was recently recruited into the King’s army.” She spoke to all three girls.

“Marian did this to you? Why would she do that?” Sonya asked in curiosity. In the back of her mind, she wondered, Were these the girls I heard last night with Marian?

Sonya is it?” said Emma looking her over. ”I definitely see that your spirit has some potential, but you aren’t very strong. What are you doing here already?” asked Emma.

“They asked my family to send soldiers, and I wanted to come with them.” Sonya told them straight out. “It seemed fun!” She added with a grin on her face. “I participated in the battle to capture this city. Representative Marian and Chief Soul told me to lead a special squad of troops in to take this castle.”

“Ehhh?” said Charlotte raising a brow. “You were sent on an invasion mission? You must have had one of those collared brats with you then?”

Calling them †˜brats’ hurt Sonya. The boy she helped escort was, indeed, pretty cocky, but she had high respect for him due to his sacrifice for their victory. Regardless, Sonya answered, “Yes, with his help, the castle was taken easily.” She tried to sound detached, while still honoring the boy’s fulfillment of his duty.

“You are lucky to still be here. If you were any where near him you wouldn’t have made it either.” said Alma. “We lost one good man to that lack of information. But such is life.”
“...That’s very unfortunate…” Sonya spoke softly. She was reminded that she wasn’t the only who had to carry this burden of a comrade’s death. It was somewhat comforting, but still weighed heavy on her heart.
She realized now that she recognized these girls, somehow. She’s seen them before, but never learned their names. “May I ask who you three are?” Sonya asked politely.

”You don’t know who we are?” said Charlotte bending over so that she was in Sonya’s face. “No wonder you are so relaxed.”

The sound of footsteps drew their attention as Selanus walked in, the three reps and a woman, nobility by the looks of it, in conversation. "Good evening, Representatives." He tipped his hat as he drew closer, "my name is Selanus Dahlem, nephew of Kristina Dahlem. I couldn't help but hear one of you mention the collars that my Aunt had developed? May I have your account of its effectiveness?" The new hairdos the reps were sporting reminded Selanus that he had yet to tell Marian about Soul.
“Well, if it isnt the warden’s nephew.” said Alma impressed with the way Selanus carried himself. “I have to say they were effective, but in a big city like Masario we would need a lot of them. In a small kingdom such as this I believe they are better suited.”

“Ya, and the adults work WAY better than the kids do.” said Emma with a slight hop.

“Representatives? Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Sonya bowed her head to the three girls and apologized. Why would Marian torture them, though, if she’s a Representative, too? Is she still higher status, having been Chief before?

"The tests results didn't show that." Auntie had buried him in logs and reports, he knew almost as much as her on the weapons. "I'll relay the information back to her." He looked over at Sonya, curious as to her background.

Sonya turned to face the young man named Selanus and introduced herself. “It’s nice to meet you. My name is Sonya Albertine de La Milan.”

"Pleasure to meet you, fräulein Sonya. I can't fathom how the Milan family would have let you come all the way out here." He gestured around him. "Might anyone of you kindly direct me to Representative Marian? I would like to speak with her regarding... certain matters." He ended the sentence uneasily, not looking forward to his first encounter with her.
Emma ran her fingers through her hair hoping that it wasn’t too short.

“She is down the hall last door on your left.” said Emma. “And make sure you knock.”

"My thanks, Representative Emma. I'll refrain from paying a visit right now though she seems to be in a foul mood." Emma's action not going unnoticed by Selanus.

“Shall I join you?” Sonya requested Selanus.

“I wanted to ask her about something, as well.”

"I would advise against it fräulein Sonya, I'd quite like to stay in one piece at the moment. The matters I have are not very pressing enough for me to risk anything." He chuckled, could the girl not read the atmosphere? Maybe her upbringing was too sheltered, typical of nobles.

“Hmmm? Why would it be risky?” Sonya asked confused. She’s seen Marian angry before, but she saves it for whom she’s truly angry at, as Sonya has observed in the past.

“Why don’t you both go? It’s not like she has a reason to be mad at either of you right?” asked Emma.

“Yeah, it should be fine for us.” Sonya agreed.
Selanus scratched the back of his head sheepishly, “Funny you should mention that… I- ah.. kinda got Chief Soul drunk just now.” He gave a weak laugh.

“Ehhhhh, reeeeeeaaaaally!?” Sonya now understood. However, she giggled and responded, “It should still be alright! It’s Soul’s fault for getting drunk. He gets beat up by Marian for everything. You should be fiiiiiine.” She extended that last syllable due to drowsiness. Staying up all night was starting to catch up to Sonya.

“I’ve never heard of the Chief getting drunk and fräulein if you’re tired, please head back to bed. Ladies need their beauty sleep after all. Will you be adjourning to bed as well, Representatives?”

“It’s okay… I’ll...” Sonya’s words were interrupted by a yawn. “I really wanted to talk to Marian about something.” She rubbed her eyes as she said this.

Charlotte stroked her chin in thought as she wandered off. †˜Drunk huh?’ she thought as she was soon out of view from the group. Alma looked curiously at Charlotte as she walked off, but said nothing.

“I suppose we should, and get out of these uniforms.” said Alma.

“They are very uncomfortable.” said Emma pulling on her clothes. “Well, if you do chose to see Marian be sure to knock.”

“Noted, Representative Emma. I’ll be careful around her and would you like to join me for breakfast tomorrow if you’re up for it?” Selanus offered to the representatives. “I would very much like to hear about your engagement with the Queen at Masario.” His eyes glinted with barely suppressed eagerness.

Emma smiled at the attention, and Alma herself was enjoying herself around Selanus. “Sure, we’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.” said Alma smiling. “For now we are going to rest.”

“Later you two!” said Emma skipping off. Alma followed behind her waving to Sonya and Selanus.

“Laaaateeeer!” Sonya waved back.

“Have a good rest.” Selanus returned Almas wave, glad that his first meeting with the representatives turned out favorably.

“Well then fräulein Sonya, shall we?” He looked at Marian’s room, the feeling of dread returning. “Down into the belly of the beast…”

“Yes, let’s!” Sonya smiled at Selanus. He seemed to have stopped in front of Marian’s door. She looked back at him, confused, and tried to reassure him again, “You’ll be okay! Just be honest with her. She won’t be mad at you!”

“It’s just my nerves talking…” He smiled back and knocked on the door twice before entering. “Representative Marian…?”

Three scissors flew at the door and stuck into the frame around Selanus’ head. “You are supposed to wait for response before opening the door.” she said. “What is it?”

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“My sincerest apologies Ma’am.” He inched away from the scissors ever so slowly, making room for Sonya to come in. “My name is Selanus Dehlam and I require your assistance in the retrieval of the collars as per my aunts orders… I hope I’m not inconveniencing you with this.” He bowed at the hip to her, hoping his show of respect would placate her.

“That’s better.” she said. “The collars are over there on the table. I took a look at them, and there were no malfunctions. I’m sure your aunt will want to see them regardless.” She walked over to him and Sonya. “Is there anything else?”

“Just reporting for duty.” Sonya said to Marian. “Also, I was curious, I heard some noises last night from down somewhere in the dungeon. Do you happen to know what that was?” She didn’t mention what she heard specifically. Sonya didn’t want Marian to be angry with her for hearing what she may have been doing to those girls last night.

“I was disciplining some soldiers. Nothing for you to be concerned about.” she said grabbing a lock of Sonya’s hair. “This is pretty long…”

“Is that so? Then, I won’t pry further…” Sonya spoke carefully. She glanced at Marian’s hand, and back to her face, and wondered, “My hair is long? I thought this was a normal length…” She was reminded that the girl’s she met earlier had shorter hair than the last time she saw them.

“Uhm… Why do you mention it…?” Sonya wouldn’t be opposed to a haircut, but she was afraid of what else may have transpired in those dungeons last night. The girls wouldn’t have been screaming in such ways if there wasn’t something else other than their hair that was tampered with.

“There’s one other thing. Ah… Chief Soul got drunk earlier and he disappeared.” Selanus tried his best to keep a straight face as he said this. He tried very, very hard.

Just as Marian was thinking about what angle to cut Sonya’s hair in she heard some disturbing news. “How did that happen? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she said look at Selanus with a cold glance.

“Chief Soul requested for some Venom when I ran into him in a bar we took over, it escalated from there. My apologies, I came here straight after.” He kept things terse, her eyes boring holes into his skull as it was. Marian pinched the bridge of her nose.

“We’ll just have to hope he turns up tomorrow. I don’t have the patience to deal with him right now.” she said calming herself down. “You two are dismissed, I have nothing I need you to do at the moment Sonya. Enjoy your time off.”

“Understood Representative Marian, I will aid in the search if needed and thank you for the collars, I’ll just take them and excuse myself.” He snatched up the collars as quickly as he could before leaving the room, waiting outside for Sonya. “Good night, Representative Marian.” He’d have to write to his Aunt about this, the Reps really were something else.

“Alright, Representative Marian. Thank you!” Sonya gave Marian a smile before following Selanus out. Marian returned to what she was doing before they interrupted.

After she closed the door behind her, she told Selanus, “See, that wasn’t so bad!” while patting his shoulder. She yawned deeply afterward and leaned on Selanus. She was now very exhausted after her full night of being awake.

“Hey, I’m hungry… Wanna go to the diniiiiiiiiiiing...” She yawned again, “...hall? Maybe the chefs have cooked something for us.” Sonya wasn’t interested in going back to bed, at least not until she met with Soul, and asked if he had any orders for her. She needed some way to keep herself awake, however, and food seemed like a good option. Sonya is always excited to eat good food.

“I was this close to getting skewered but I suppose it turned out alright.” Selanus wondered if Soul would even return tonight.“And it would be my pleasure, fräulein Sonya. I do hope they have roast.” He’d accompany her for now, not like there was anything better to do.

Sonya giggled and replied, “Maybe. That sounds delicious right now!” She had Selanus escort her tired body to the dining hall, providing him directions toward it. “Do you like roast?” Sonya asked curiously, trying to determine if it was simply a craving or if Selanus truly enjoyed eating it often.

“Like roast? I love it! My aunt Kristina always prepares it for when I return from a bounty hunt.”

He chuckled, “I’m still waiting for the day when auntie manages to cook a serving up for me though, not like it’s anytime soon. Does the fräulein enjoy it as well?”

“Does she not cook very often?” Sonya wondered about Selanus’ background. Judging by his clothing, she could assume he was a high ranking, and thus, wealthy officer, especially if he’s able to have roast as often he he does.

“I like it. As long as it’s cooked right, it’s very delicious!” Sonya wasn’t a picky eater, though she did have some preferences towards how certain things are cooked.

He laughed out loud when she mentioned that. Her, Kristina Dahlem, cook? “She can’t cook at all unless you’re talking about cooking up poison, weapons and any manner of infernal devices.”

He pointed down at his holstered gun, “This was developed by her and I was lucky enough to get one, a truly revolutionary weapon.” He said so with pride apparent, “Very good, very good. The love of good roast must be spread, it’s a shame I don’t get to eat it as often as I would like!”

“Hehehe, scary! So she develops weapons? That’s cool. Do they supply this army, or does she sell it privately?” His weapon was very interesting to Sonya, she wondered how it worked. It seemed small for something that should be deadly.

“You really love roasts, do you? All this talk of it is making me hungry!” She said while laughing. Her stomach growled, “Ah,” she cried out, somewhat embarrassed. “We should hurry and get to the dining hall. I’m so hungry!”

The two headed down to the dining hall to find chaos in the kitchen. The hungry soldiers had made themselves at home, and were cooking whatever they found in the kitchen. Sonya and Selanus had no problem finding something to eat in the castle food store however.

With things finally settling down the only thing that was left resolved was, just what happened to Chief Soul?

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

The next morning, the Army of the Scion was prepared in front of the town below Arkasia. The wind blew fiercely this morning, but the soldiers stood at the ready; unaffected. They were ready to start this war and avenge the fallen. The leaders of this forces gathered near the back with the catapults and other war machines.

“Arkasia, are preparations finished yet?” asked Leona IV. She stood in front of a table with a large map laid out in front of her. The path they were taking to Raltese was marked with pins. Arkasia had to admit, she was beginning to change her mind about the young queen, but she would reserve judgement for later.

“Yes, we are ready to move out at your command. I was surprised to hear that you would be coming with us ahead of schedule. I thought you would have stayed another week, at least,” said Arkasia.

“My people are putting their lives on the line. I wish to do the same. Perhaps, I might be able to assist on a large scale, and turn the tide. The city will be fine without me for now,” answered Leona IV.

“Slow and steady wins the race, they say,” Louise - who walked in and stood beside Leona IV - shrugged with a half-hearted smile.

“Ah, I heard you recently became the High Priestess. You sure don’t play around do you?” said Arkasia.

“Inversely, you may say that I’m rather bored of playing around,” Louise replied without hesitation, showing a rather confident smile. She felt as though there was nothing fearsome waiting for her in the city of Raltese.

“Haha, I like you. I think we will get along well.” she responded.

“I sure hope so,” Louise nodded in agreement.

Leona IV looked to Louise. “I assume the spirit casters are prepared as well Louise?” she asked.

“Now,” Louise closed her eyes. “Why would I be here, otherwise?” Louise spoke in a matter of factly manner. Indeed they were ready, with how she prepared them, they were at their best. Some looked down at Louise’s solutions, favoring modern methods of magical enchantments over the more old and basic styles. That’s what lead to their downfall in the first place. The more modern one goes - the more ineffective they become ultimately. Of course, Louise wouldn’t take †˜no’ for an answer, and had them adjust to her preferences regardless. Talia was one hell of an example as a modern mage - with modern preferences - to Louise, who couldn’t discern the true worth of her wand. Louise stressed if she should take the wand back, but it could prove to be a waste to hold onto two wands while she could only use one at a time.

“Good, then let’s go over the plan one more time,” said Leona IV. “We will take this path that curves around the mountain range, and come up on the rear of the city. Then we will set up our teams at the front. We’ll be able to rattle the castle with catapults; forcing them out into the streets. From there, Arkasia’s plan will come into play.”

“Me and my knights will move in and break through the front. With the catapult rattling the castle we will be attacking from both sides simultaneously. We will make a push for the two bridges that connect the two sides of the city. At this point we will start to push our veils forward to combat theirs. Since we have the home field advantage, we should be able to burn through them quickly. Then we will slowly push forward, forcing them into a corner. Having your veils up will be the key to this plan working. We will be depending on you.”

“I feel like there’s a chance that reinforcements would enter from outside - through the woods - I hope it’s just not my concern.”

“Of course I have teams ready to repel reinforcements. Once the city is secured however we will have a much easier time. There is more at Raltese than the cursed would know. Something must be protected, but will also aid us.”

“I suppose. The veil adds substantial advantage to us, after all. However, we’re kind of outdated regarding their abilities now, but I guess with the advantage; I wouldn’t worry so much anymore,” Louise analyzed the case in her mind. For some reason, she felt that one could never be too careful. Arkasia seemed more confident than the queen… perhaps this person isn’t half-bad, at least for now - to Louise.

“Yes, it will be a battle of who can last the longest. Despite their knowledge, being on our soil will always give us an edge,” answered Leona IV. “I will do my best to see that a veil is kept up.”

“Good, now if the representatives show up, our plan may need to be changed. Depending on how many of them are present we may need to play a little defense ourselves and tire them out… Soul is always a wild card.”

“I haven’t heard much about this Soul person, what is known about him, so far?” Louise asked, she had been putting the representatives out of the equation, but now that she hear the name - she felt like she needed to. In fact, she simply forgot to put them in. Since she was confident about her team, she felt that she didn’t need to think so much, till now.

Arkasia looked to Louise wondering how she had not heard of by now. “Talks with him have always gone south. In the past when peace talks were still a valid option, he would often end with them, violently. He is not someone you can talk to, and he won’t hesitate to kill even his own men. Also, as far as we know his body is indestructible.”

“Oh? Interesting, it seems like Cain himself found a diamond from the rough after so many years,” Louise said, chuckling to herself. “A person specifically put to raise war and disorder; an ingenious move based simply on personality.”

“You speak as if you know the man,” stated Arkasia.

“Of course I do,” Louise nonchalantly answered, still maintaining a smile.

“Am I expected to believe you have met a man who no one has seen for 700 years?” answered Arkasia.

“Do I need you to believe? That’s entirely up to you,” Louise replied, with not a single change to her expression.

Drawing her blade at lightning fast speed Arkasia held it close to Louise’s throat. “I don’t have the patience for your games. Not with all the things that have happened here lately. The head priestess vouches for you, but what you are telling me doesn't instill much confidence.”

“I care not. You’re not worthy of the information you seek, yet. Maybe if you say †˜please’, next time,” Louise replied, unfazed. The smirk from her face was yet to leave.

Arkasia returned her sentiment with a smile. “If you weren’t so sneaky, you'd be my type,” said Arkasia still holding up her blade.

“Arkasia, that is enough.” said Leona. “Lower your weapon.”

“Since you seem so eager, I shall enlighten you on one thing: you can’t possibly expect to win this war without my guidance,” Louise’s smile was now gone. Replaced with a rather darkened face, it was cold, serious, and borderline expressionless. These people didn’t stand a chance against Cain. If he were to somehow get stronger - winning the war would merely be a dream. They should be more thankful to the fact that she’s bothering to stay. No one knows the worth of a person till after they’re gone.

Arkasia listened more to Louise than Leona, before she relaxed her grip on her weapon. Pulling back, she sheathed it. Louise didn’t fear Arkasia, and she could feel it. Either she was reckless or stronger than she was letting on. Her gut told her it was the latter. “Interesting,” Arkasia said smiling at Louise. “I don’t sense that you are lying, but you must know that such knowledge will label to a traitor to some. Try to keep that information to yourself from now on.”

“It really doesn’t hinder me if that happens. I’m only in the fray on behest of Leona III, an old friend. Otherwise, I planned to do things solo,” Louise replied, noting her warning, but not planning to follow her words. She was already following it in her own manner. She wouldn’t tell just about anyone that she met Cain, but Arkasia was yet to notice the meaning behind Louise saying it too simply.

“You are a strange one, Louise,” answered Arkasia. “I hope that we can at least count on you to stick around for the battle of Raltese.”

“For the time being, I’ll stick with you all. It’s not like I know much about the current representatives, anyway.”

“That is fine, and I will share the intel we collect with you freely,” said Arkasia. “In exchange I will be hoping to see you put on a good show out there.”

“You may count on us to get that done. Of course, with the team I prepared - we may be able to do more than just showering flashy displays of magic. However. I suppose time shall tell,” Louise answered, quite certain that her team would do well. “I’m not so certain about their mental state, however. It wasn’t something I had enough time to discipline.” Louise wanted to believe that her team would be brave, unless they panic from the sight of demons… Louise internally sighed, they are indeed inexperienced. She’d have to pull out a fancy trick if that happens.

“I have no doubt in your destructive abilities, but should we face the representatives I don’t want to risk your safety,” answered Arkasia. “Your team will be the key to this plan.”

“I am aware. I plan to reserve my powers until our Highness wishes for me to demonstrate my abilities. Besides, the likeliness of the representatives appearing are high, after all,” Louise answered, remembering what she learned recently. This invasion just can’t be a walk in the park. Hopefully it would, though.

“Yes, we don’t know the identities of anyone, but Soul and Marian, who we have had the unpleasant chance to meet. Them alone will prove to be formidable,” said the Queen.

“I feel like they’re… most likely there. Do be extra cautious. Call it divine intuition.”

“I agree, they have been too quiet, and Soul isnt the type of man to sit in Agreyus long during wartime,” answered Leona IV. “So, we must be prepared for him early. For now let’s just get there.”

(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Nooby2, and BlinkXPoke)

For the next few days there was still no sign of Soul. Many believed that he had left the city, but no guards reported seeing him leave. If he was however, still inside the city, he was hiding himself well. While Marian was leading search parties in search of the lost Chief the other representatives enjoyed some down time. However Charlotte had more important plans. Alma and Emma went to a bar on Selanus’ reference. He himself tagged along as well, and Sonya decided she would see what a bar was like. Her father never allowed her to go to one.

With their clothes being brought from Agreyus, Emma and Marian were dressed to impress. Alma wore a long slender dark blue dress that showed off her curves. She looked as though she were doing to a dinner party. Emma on the other hand wore a cute short light purple dress. She didn’t have any of her armor on so her slender legs were bare. She wore some some long thigh high black boots. Her hair was done up in purple bows. She had to do something with the hair she had left.

They didn’t have any trouble getting a table, and sat down around it. Alma sat down between Emma and Selanus while Sonya say across from her. As Emma sat down her legs barely touch the floor. Emma began recounting the attack on Masario, “So, once we’re at the castle, this big knight started trying to flirt with us. We were trying to avoid attention so we decided to get the oaf to show us around.” said Emma. “We had to miss our rendezvous with our inside man.”

“A big knight tried to flirt with you…? Pfft, I don’t see why not. The three of you are a sight to behold. Venom for you?” Selanus inquired, already mixing a bit for himself. “Fräulein Sonya, don’t look so lost. Relax, enjoy yourself!” He put a small cup of Venom in front of her, just enough for her first time. “Here, try it.”

“Ehhh? It’s okay… I don’t drink!” Sonya refused the drink. It bubbled in a manner that disturbed her.

Emma blushed and clammered up and stared down. †˜Are we that pretty’ Emma thought to herself slightly stirring in her seat. Alma laughed. “Ohoho, reaching a bit above your station are we?” Alma said in a flirtatious tone.

“I’m only stating the obvious.” He handed both the Reps a mug of his special brew, mild to prevent any problems and Sonya, a glass of juice, infusing it with spiritual power to make it a tad fizzy. “Maybe this then, Fräulein Sonya?”

“You don’t drink Sonya?” said Emma taking her drink sipping it she thought it was ok but she usually liked sweeter drinks. Alma took a sip from the drink, and deemed it passable. “Next time something that burns.” said Alma. “And I like my drinks sweet!” said Emma.

“I don’t… I’ve seen my older sister intoxicated too often to think I’d enjoy it… I’d hate for something embarrassing to happen to me.” She answered Emma, and accepted the juice Selanus made for her. “Thank you!” It was a more normal drink this time. She took a small sip of it, and it seemed delicious to her. “Wow, it’s good!”

“You will grow out of that phase, but if you don’t I suppose that is fine as well.” said Alma sipping more of her drink.

“Yup. You’re still young and don’t knock it till you’ve tried it Fräulein.” He prepared another round of drinks, dropping honey into Emma’s and infusing more spirit into Alma’s for more kick. “The next round should be better suited to your tastes, Representatives.” He took a swig from his own cup, feeling the slight sting as it went down his throat. “Whew! Venom really makes the day better, not like any of the alcohol the Scions drink.”

“Ehe, maybe another time. Thank you, though!” Sonya smiled and took some more small sips from her drink. She took note of Selanus as he quickly downed his drink, and was impressed. “Wow, I’m surprised you could hold that in! But, how do you know about the Scions?”

“So Selanus, what type of job are you on right now?” asked Emma drinking more of her alcohol.

“With my job scope, you end up running around a lot. Sometimes into the Holy Lands as well.” Handing their preferred drinks out to them, Selanus addressed the Reps. “Right now, I’m looking for this guy.” He pulled out the picture of Razta, showing it to them. “Auntie’s interested in him so he’d be pretty special if he has her personal attention.”

“I saw this guy.” said Emma. “He was at the training camp when we arrived. His spirit was very strange.”
“Strange, how so? The collar shouldn’t have tampered with his spirit unless servants of the Scion have somehow found a way to. Well at least you’ve seen him in person, has he changed much from this photo?”

“It’s hard to explain. I didn’t pay close attention to him I’m afraid. It looked restrained.” she answered. “Well he looked a bit stronger than this. Maybe he was working out? Besides that hes the same.”

“Alright but enough about work! There’s plenty of time for that but right now, let’s relax!” He chugged the rest of his drink down with gusto, letting out a content sigh once finished. “So, what do you ladies do during your down time? I don’t have much and most of its spent in Raskana with the other wardens. They’re nice but it gets boring as hell.”

“I sleep a lot!” Sonya seemed proud of this fact. “Marian hasn’t had much for me to do lately, so I’ve gotten to sleep a buuuuunch the past few days!” She emphasized it, as it was true. She spent at least 12 hours of each day sleeping. “I also play with the soldiers sometimes when I’m bored.” Many times, it is, in fact, pure fun, but there have been a few cases in recent times where her fun came from victimizing another person while he or she is tied up in her room.

“Down time?” said Emma. “Marian has us working most of the time, but when we aren’t working I like to dance.” She prefered doing out to clubs and dancing with the best of them. She even made a name for herself among the community for her unique style.

“I attend concerts if my schedule allows it. I fancy myself a singer as well...” answered Alma a bit nervously.

“Shes really good, but she’s super shy about it.” said Emma.

“Eeeeh? You sing, Alma? I’d like to hear!” Sonya responded excitedly.

“Maybe when another time, Sonya.” she said smiling. "I'm out of practice."

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Cinia Pacifica, Valentine_K1S5 and Katsucha, Bagman.)


Setting out in full force the army made a steady advance towards Raltese. The part around the mountain was dangerous in some parts, but with luck they were able to get by the tough terrain without losing supplies or soldiers. Arkasia found it strange they didn’t run into any ambushes on the way. There were sure to be remnants of the Cult were wandering around. Her eyes darted around looking for anything that seemed suspicious.

Leading the charge in the forward group she raised her hand ordering them the halt. “Be on guard, lets see if they make a move.” she ordered. “Owain, clear that area with your group. Nero play support as needed.” she pointed off into the forest to the right of the main road.

“Roger that” Owain replied moving over to where Arkasia had instrusted him , hand firmly on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw.

Stopping with the rest of the force Leona IV waited for her royal guard to fill her in. Zhou appeared at her side swiftly. “They are clearing the forest up ahead. It shouldn’t be long.” he said in a crouched stance.

“We made good time so far. Let’s hope that it is nothing.” said Leona IV.

“Too wishful a thinking,” Louise commented with her eyes closed, deep in thought.

“You may be right, but we can’t afford to lose men here.” said Leona.

“Treading a path of danger with such wishful thinking is, well. How shall I put it… hm,” Louise took a moment to ponder how sugar-coated she needed to make this for the young princess. “I suppose you’re far too weary of sacrifices. Unfortunately, this is what it means to partake in war.”

“Yes, I know. We will have to trust in the men and women that fight for their country.” she said. “And not let a single sacrifice be in vain.”

“Exactly,” for once, Louise found her speaking the right sentence. She was glad, nodding to her.

“I think I may have treated you poorly Louise.” said Leona IV. “I hope we can move on from that.”

“Oh, have you?” Louise pretended; questioning. They were too shallow for sarcasm for her to take note of. She was very sure that Leona III was unaffected by the words themselves that she used, but rather her behavior and hate. “Well, I too hope so,” Louise answered nonchalantly. Not keeping a stable relationship with the higher-ranked people - even if they are incompetent - would be detrimental to her, after all.

Owain and the others caught the shadowy figures in the forest weapons at the ready. Unlike the hooded people they fought before these people had smooth masks. There was no way they could see out of them, but they moved through the forest unhindered by their blindness. Suddenly they heard chuckles around them. On the branches were at least ten more of the figures, and their chase had taken them pretty far from the main group at the road.

Adelina raised her shield and fell into proper position next to Owain. “Your orders sir?” she said.

“Anastas and Reymond should focus on projectiles, as I said before, otherwise the plan is to wreck †˜em” Owain said confidently, sword and shield at the ready. Anastas nodded pulling up his bow and readying an arrow. Reymond held his book attempting to cast out his swords.


The masked men looked at them curiously, but they had not made a move of their own. Suddenly the entire group of them screeched loudly. Two of them holding spiked clubs ran towards Owain. One tripped over a tree root while the other jumped into the air over Owain. Anastas pulled back his shot and loosed it at the man. Nailing the man in the head his mask shattered and the arrow pierced his skull.

“Nice shot” said Owain moving to execute the fallen shadow. Bringing his sword down, the shadow’s head went rolling.

Ari places her hand in her chest as she tries to summon her golems. Using the boulders in the area she summons both her golems. “Alright Gai, you attack the enemy and Terra, help me guard our backs,” Ari said as she readied herself. Her golems moved into position, as Gai stormed off to strike at the enemy. Unfortunately Her golem couldn’t keep up with the jerky movements of the figures and his attacks came up empty.

Razta looked around. “They are toying with us. This is a distraction.” he said ripping his dagger from its sheathe. Suddenly a single man walked up. His mask was torn at the bottom showing his mouth. A hideous amount of teeth circled a black hanging tongue. Around his neck a collar was glowing hot. The man’s breathing became very heavy.

“I don’t like the look of that, Captain.” said Reymond. Anastas prepared an arrow unsure of what to expect next.

That person. . Masaki stayed back with his fists ready. ”I don’t like the looks of him. Best to stay outside of his range.” said masaki as he stayed near Owain.

“Doesn’t look like we can stop fighting though, that collar looks off, continue the attack, but try to get one of those collars” Owain said firmly, yet it seemed he was sighing. Owain directed his power to his armour, he felt Nimue go into overdrive, instantly charging fully.

“That’s what I’m talking about” Owain said as steam poured from his armour. He charged in to slash the nearest Shadow, careful to avoid the collar. Razta and Masaki stayed at his side to support his flank. As they approached the shade who was taunting Owain a group of three dived in from above. Owain caught one of his shield as the figure tried to stab at him with a flimsy knife. It broke against his armor. Razta and Masaki threw their opponents to the ground away from them.

“Ari, let us assist them.” he said as he sent out his blades to circle Ari’s golem. Anastas trained his arrow on the collared man trying to make sure not to damage the collar.

“Alright, Gai lets try this again.” Ari signal her golem to strike the enemy but this time she followed behind her golem as well. Gai this time was able to strike down enemies, though to Ari surprise the blades Reymond send allowed Gai to give off additional strikes it wouldn’t normally be able to do. “Didn’t know your spells could do such things Reymond, impressive.” Ari said as she continue striking enemies Gai had missed.

“You haven’t seen anything yet!” announced Reymond with an excited tone. As Ari and Gai were surrounded by enemies Reymond began chanting quickly. The swords spun around Ari and the golem. The blades shot out sticking into four unlucky enemies before exploding, erasing them from existence.

“To think you were capable of such a thing. Have you been holding back during our practice matches?” Ari asked as she continued her attack co op attack with Gai.

“Perhaps, chivalry did get in the way a little bit, but I have to admit fighting with you all is uplifting.” he said. Anastas who was steadying a shot on the collared man loosed an arrow aimed at the man’s head. As the man fell over his collar shone bright as he exploded into a burst of flames that burned the surrounding area to ash. Luckily no one was around him when it went off. The collar he was wearing fell to the ground as another figure rushed to pick it up.

Spotting the figure, Anastas loaded a judo point onto his bow, he was intent on maiming him before he could reach the collar. He primed his bow as far as he could and the silhouette was dead in his sights. Unleashing his arrow, it hit perfectly into the figure’s calf, spinning and tearing his muscle as the head exited the other side. The man tumbled with the arrow still stuck in his leg and howled in agony at his mutilation. Fainting from the pain, Anastas was certain he’d never walk properly again. ”Collar is there for the taking!” Anastas called out, unleashing more arrows on any cursed who tried to claim his team’s prize.

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“Nice one,” said Razta running over to the collar and picking it up. Suddenly his body felt like it was on fire, and he was forced to let it go falling backwards. Looking at the collar he knew it to be the one the elder showed him. Whoever was making these had to know about his past. Reymond walked over, and covered his hand in magic protections. Picking the collar up he looked it over.

“I haven’t seen this before. It’s strange, but simple at the same time.” said Reymond. Two figures growled at Reymond and charged at him. Suddenly a figure leaped out and protected Reymond, grabbing the two attackers and crushing their throats with its bare hands. The figure turned around to the group revealing himself to be Nero.

”Dude, you alright? Masaki quickly ran to Razta to see his current condition after touching the collar. As he placed a hand on Razta shoulder he felt that he was burning up. It was actually hot enough to burn Masaki’s hand.

“I-I don’t know.” answered Razta as he breathed heavily trying to cool himself off.

”You shouldn’t just go and touch things with your bare hands, especially it’s related to the †˜other’ side. I know a cursed item when I see one. We’ll rest soon so hold up!” Masaki tried to encourage Razta while holding the intense heat that Razta was emitting.

“Roger that…” said Razta as he held a hand to his throat. Something like that was around my neck as a kid? thought Razta. Anastas looked over at Razta with a concerned expression. If that was type of thing Razta was supposed to become there, it may be dangerous for him to pursue his past.

”Good, now let me find a place to put you down. Your body is cooking my hand as we speak!” Masaki chuckled. Razta shook his head, and weakly stood on his own two feet. “I have to stay up. I can’t let them know something is wrong.” he said quietly to Masaki. “Understand?”

Masaki sighed, ”Fine, I’ll try to stay quiet. For now you should just cool yourself down with a wet towel or something.” Masaki ignored the pain as he walked with razta. ”And if you’re still like this, I’m telling the boss. I have my doubts but I think that you got cursed or something.

“Is this all of them?” asked Nero. As he looked around he saw that the remaining enemies had flee from the battle. Nero growled as the rest of his soldiers spread out to secure the area. Nero walked up to Reymond looking down at the collar. “What is that?”

“I’m not sure, but it seems to regulate the flow of spiritual energy. For what I’m not sure. We will need to experiment a bit with it.” answered Reymond.

“Agreed” answered Nero. Walking over to Owain he smiled. “You did good. I’m ashamed that we couldn’t arrive sooner. Your group works well together.”

“It’s no problem, and thanks, but you’re not exactly rusty yourself, eh Nero?” Owain smiled behind his helmet

“I’m glad you volunteered for the other team. I was worried that I would have to keep an eye on both bridges. We shall not let a single one of those bastards pass.” said Nero with a hearty laugh.

“That’s the spirit” Owain joined in laughing, “not even their chief could beat us” he said confidently.

“We’ll grind him into the dust.” said Nero. “All in the cursed lands shall know our names!”

Owain began laughing like a madman, intoxicated by confidence.

“Kinda hard to believe such a thing can do that when it looks like it can burn your skin off.” Ari said as approached Reymond to take a closer look at the collar.

“You might want to stay away from this thing Ari.” warned Reymond. “It definitely isn’t stable after that explosion.”

“Shouldn’t that mean you also shouldn’t be near it?”

“I can neutralize it.” he said scratching his head with his free. “For how long I don’t know. I’m still a novice after all, but its better to minimize risks” He looked to Razta who seemed a bit off. †˜We can’t take chances with this thing…’

“Wouldn’t it be better then if my golem holds it. If it blows up it should be fine plus better than it blowing up on one of us.”

“Good thinking,” answered Reymond as he held out the collar and Gai took it in his large hand. “We should get back to the main group soon.”

“Alright lets go. Gai be careful with that thing.” Ari said as she then started walking towards the main group with Reymond.

Seeing that the group was holding up the main force Nero looked to Owain. “Alright men! Time to rejoin the group. Move out!”

“You heard the man” Owain said to his troops, following after Nero.

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Once Owain and Nero’s groups returned, the caravan was once again on the move. They didn’t lose much time, but they could assume that their enemies would soon know the direction they were coming from.

“They are still this deep in our territory,” said Leona IV. “We will need to work on cleaning up after we take Raltese. Leaving them alone is far too dangerous.” She turned to Louise. “If everything goes okay in Raltese, that will be our base of operations for the time being while we clean up. I would ask that you assist in this personally. We will need to have a protective veil up over Raltese.”

“Affirmative,” Louise gave a terse bow to her †˜Queen’ before pondering. “Hm, how does putting up a protective veil over Raltese sound - as soon as we gain the upper hand in the battle? Of course, that is assuming that the majority of the course of battle will go as intended,” Louise suggested, raising her index finger. “That way, the cursed rats wouldn’t be able to escape; they’d be caged in the city - cut off from the forest. Soldiers may receive more clean-ups to do, however. Inversely, they cannot have more reinforcement, either.”

“That plan could work, but as I will be fighting with whatever veils they have in place, it may take me some time to get a proper one up. I won’t be of much use in battle until it is finished, either. You and the royal guard will be forced to fight on my behalf. Is this something you can handle?”

“Who do you think I am?” Louise said with a confident smirk with a reassuring peace-mark with her fingers, and a posture that magnified her charm. “Be at ease. As long as you have capable fighters shielding you - we’ll be able to handle things easily. At least, long enough for you to cast a veil.”

Leona smiled. ”Then I will not worry about it, and shall leave it in your capable hands,” she said as the continued to ride on.

“Very well,” Louise nodded after responding with a smile. With this, perhaps we can trap one of the representatives and corner them, Louise pondered. Oh, Princess, you sure come in handy sometimes, Louise laughed internally.

“That would be the ideal situation, Louise, but Marian has proved to be cunning in the past. If anyone, I would like to see her out of the way first,” Leona added, facing Louise again. “Have you ever met the representatives in person?”

“I have, but they may have changed now,” Louise answered. “My knowledge regarding them may now be outdated.”

“This is unfortunate, we will have to make do with the intel we have gathered so far.” answered Leona. “I hate the feeling of going in blind, but the longer we wait the worse things will get. He’s choking us.”

“Unfortunate indeed, our enemies seems to have a good grasp regarding information about our military force, I believe. We’re at a disadvantage already,” Louise provided her analysis, speaking as a matter of fact - maintaining calmness.

“It’s unnerving, it makes you unsure of who to trust. How do you fight a man who has centuries to plan?” she asked.

“Having centuries to plan isn’t his perk. It’s his power, and unique abilities. That said… may I know how effective is your veil, to be precise?”

“Once up, our divine spirits have an easier time connecting with each other. Contacting and using your spirit will become trivial at the point. On the opposite end, I can make the connection between cursed spirits and their hosts almost impossible. If there are any of them nearby they should succumb to their curse.”

“Hm, then the true aim of the plan would most likely not come to fruition. I suppose it’s still an idea to take out the small fries,” Louise said. With how that man made it into the city, it’d not be an understatement to say that other representatives would just be fine under the veil, and have an easy time escaping.

“Yes, the fault of the veil is that I cannot limit it. It eliminates the potential to take in prisoners for questioning,” she answered. “But, it will make things go smoother for us. However, if they are capable of that feat they pulled in Masario we will have another problem on our hands. A counter veil strong enough to fight mine. The range wasn’t that large, but still it could pose a problem.”

“Yeah, that’s the problem. I’m not one for wanting prisoners, the issue is that we cannot trap the representatives at this rate,” Louise answered. “At this point, I’d consider using my veil to strengthen the soldiers to help them fight better, or something,” Louise added, shrugging.

“If we combined our power this battle should be in our favor, but having both of us out of the fight could be risky as well. I have faith in our soldiers, but this could also go bad quickly. We will have to find the proper time,” said Leona.

Fenfang appeared next to her and began walking beside her. “There were no ally casualties, and all of the enemies have been dealt with. We are arriving at a suitable camp location. Should I instruct the men to prepare for camp?”[/color]

[b]”Yes, we have made some decent progress today. Tell them we can rest,” answered Leona. Fenfang nodded and ran ahead through the troops to instruct Arkasia and her knights.

The army soon reached a large clearing surrounded partly by rocky hills. Here they made camp. Setting up their defenses, assigning guards to their shifts, and preparing for dinner as the night set on them. The queen’s tent and the royal guards’ tents were near the middle. Then it was the priest and priestesses around that. The knights surrounded the camp as the first lines of defense.

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"Marian keeps you all busy huh... Would it be alright to join you every now and then though? You both enjoy something I have little chance to explore."

Life in Raskana really had little in the way of hobbies such as those. "And Rep Alma, don't be so modest. If you're good at it then why not enjoy it to the fullest?"

Selanus wasn't exactly sure how to respond to Sonya's declaration of sleeping so much, although her chipper attitude spoke volumes of how much she enjoyed it.

“We will see.” responded Alma. “With the war. I don’t know if we will have any free time at all, but I will keep it in mind.” Emma nodded.

“We haven’t been able to stay in one place for more than a week.”

"As long as we finish this up quickly. Fighting gets the blood going but I get tired of it if it's drawn out." He took a swig to hide the grimace that popped, memories of his near-failures in protracted combat. "I can't disappoint... I won't." He mumbled.

“So, it’s a problem with stamina?” taunted Alma. “I happen to prefer the long, exhausting fights.”

Selanus grinned at that. "Yeah, shame but it's true. I could use some training in that area." He met her glance cheekily, "As I said, I won't disappoint."

Emma pouted. “You and Charlotte are always telling jokes that go way over my head!” said Emma. “Then when I get them I see how perverted you two really are.”

“This all part of growing up Emma. Just a little fun won’t kill you.” teased Alma.

Selanus chuckled at this exchange, seemingly between sisters. "You're still young Rep Emma. Plenty more opportunities to polish this craft."

“Hmmm?” Sonya watched the representative’s conversation in confusion. She wasn’t really sure what they were talking about. How could talking about battle be perverted…? She wondered.

“It’s getting late. How about we call it a night?” said Alma. “I want to get all the sleep I can while we are still on break.”

“Alright then, let’s head back to the castle.” Selanus downed the rest of his drink, adjusting his cap and stretching once he was done. “Whew! I really needed that break. It was good talking to the three of you tonight.”

“It was fun talking to everyone! It’s too bad Charlotte couldn’t join us…” Sonya said, noting the absence of one of the Representatives. “Those drinks were great, by the way, Selanus!” She smiled as she finished her last cup of the fizzy juice she was given.

“Likewise” answered Alma. Selanus smiled at the compliments, pleased that his meager brewing skills were being appreciated.

“We will do this again soon.” added Emma. Emma and Alma got up from the table waving as they exited the bar. They were sure Charlotte was off goofing off so they weren’t very worried about her.

Selanus walked out with the Representatives into the cool night air, appreciating the disparity from the heat and dreariness of Raskana. ”I’d better prepare for the coming hunt as well. Having a Rep nearby would also make my job easier.” The past few nights had been spent in a nondescript inn but a change in accommodations was in order, the looming Raltese castle in front of him looked like just the place.

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“This will be my first time sleeping in a war tent. I suppose I have spent too much time spoiled at the castle, but I can’t say I look forward to sleeping on furs,” said Leona laughing. “Its too bad we couldn’t just bring along the beds.”

“If you truly miss your comfortable bed, I could teleport you to the castle temporarily, for the night,” Louise half-heartedly offered. Not sure if it was a good idea. It was - however - the safer idea.

Seeing it as the easy way out Leona refused. “No I will make due here, but I am curious. Just how many people can you transport with that ability of yours?”

“Mn,” Louise took a moment to count before answering. “About a group of five, or six. The portal can last for some seconds when cast with maximum power.”

“That is amazing. The tactical implications are astounding. You could move the royal guard in an instant.” she said.

“I could,” Louise stated. “But I need to have a certain connection with the destination to be able to teleport exactly there. Otherwise, the other end of the portal may turn out to be the wrong place.”

“Hmmmm then it couldn’t be used to get people into the city without you connecting with it first.?”

“Raltese? I have to go there at least once myself, before I can start teleporting to it any time,” Louise answered. “I have to be able to imagine it within my mind. Even a picturesque vision portrayed via magic would do or a physical provision of an image may do… but they’re not as effective as me going there myself. Since I’d be able to remember the exact place I need to be in. If we use an image as a catalyst, we may end up going to a very similar-looking area instead.” Louise then shrugged. “Unfortunately, I do not possess a clairvoyance spell.”

“Then it is too unreliable to use for now, but for future endeavours it could come in handy,” answered Leona. “Thinking about this stuff is going to consume me if I’m not careful, but war strategy is more fun than I thought. Good thing I listened to those classes.”

“Which is why I suggested it, it’s unreliable unless it is a place I am familiar with. I have however travelled to many places of this world years ago, I’m not certain if they have remained the same since, however,” Louise replied, putting her face over her palm. “War strategy is only fun when you’re at an advantage. The obvious key is to be creative with the strategies. Easy it sounds, but harder than mere mind-games it is.”

“I will try my best. I’m sure I can count on you to give advice as well. Your experience is probably why my mother introduced me to you. I owe her an apology as well,” she said regretfully. “I was so mad…”

“You may count on me, but I’d prefer you to rack your mind often regarding how to use the skills of your subordinates better,” Louise said, smiling. “Oh? I thought you’d still be mad at her.”

“I can’t be this way as a ruler. Holding personal grudges is what a child would do. I don’t have the right.” she answered.

“Oho, so you finally realized. Yes, that is the correct manner of thinking in this case.”

“Yes, I want to be a queen that will be remembered as a great ruler. Not a child.” she answered as she walked over and sat on her bed. “War is tiring though.”

You are still a child, though, Louise shrugged yet again. She just noticed that she had been doing this particular gesture all day today. “I wonder how Leona III is doing right now… ” she randomly wondered to herself.

“Your highness?” said a woman from outside. “Dinner will be ready shortly.”[/color]

Leona’s stomach growled. [b]“I didn’t realize that I was this hungry.” she said slightly embarrassed. “Let’s go eat.”

“They say that you truly get hungry only when you’re free of your worries,” Louise popped a smirk as she spoke those words. “Of course,” nodding, Louise stood up from the chair, deciding to follow behind Leona IV.

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Anastas had set up his sleeping quarters right at the outskirts of the camp. Unlike the rest of the army, he didn’t use a proper tent and only set up a sheet over his makeshift bedding as shelter. His perimeter was nicely concealed with foliage he had gathered, save for an opening that faced the remainder of the camp. He had just applied the finishing touches to his little home and was admiring it from above in his own lookout on a sturdy tree that anchored his shelter.

Masaki was used to sleep without any cover and protected only by a campfire. He didn’t set up anything except gathering some wood for making a campfire. He decided to make a camp near a batch of big boulders and trees outside of the main camp. This should be a nice place. He thought as he put down the wood that he picked up along the way. ”Masaki, I think you should go anywhere else but here. I have a bad feeling.”[/color] TouTetsuOh said. ”What? Why? I know that monsters hates big fires and such. Oh well, I’ll just do as you ask then.” Masaki sighed and picked up the woods that he dropped down. He looked at the woods nearby. Huh? Isn’t that. . He quickly ran to a rustling tree while holding the woods that he previously gathered.

Anastas by reflex primed his bow and aimed it immediately to where he heard running approach him. Discovering that it was Masaki, he relaxed his bow. ”Oh, just you.” He sighed somewhat disappointed. Rappelling down a rope, he greeted Masaki with a handshake, ”Welcome to my little home.”

”Hahaha. . .f-for a second there I thought you were going to shoot a volley of arrows at me.” Masaki shook Anastas’ hand, a little shiver could be felt. ”A-anyway, I brought some wood for making a bonfire, and I think I have something to cook somewhere.” Masaki checked his bag with one hand.

”Hmph, normally I’d say one arrow is all I would need but. . . I’m sure you could have dodged it.” Anastas smirked, he took some of Masaki’s firewood off him so he could search thoroughly and dropped it off by his dugout oven. As he got back up, his ears twitched and he immediately readied his bow. ”On second thought, no need. . . “ He muttered as he shot through the foliage, the arrow made a solid impact. ”. . .We’ve got our meal now. Go start the fire for me, I’m going to collect it.”

”Hahaha, oh you and your sharpshooting.” Masaki quickly set up the firewood. He then took 1 wood and flick it on his gloves, little sparks of fire could be seen. Some of the sparks fell down on the firewood and slowly but surely burning it. He then fan the burned areas with his hand. ”I’m done making the fire!” He said as he pulled out some ribs and spices from his bag. The fire steadily grew larger.

”Oh, isn’t that great.” Anastas said, creeping through the foliage behind Masaki. He was carrying a bundle of three rabbits tied together with rope, ”I found more while I was there.” He answered before Masaki could ask. Drawing his dagger, he sat down by the fire and started prepping the rabbits, ”Morana guide you home.”. Skillfully skinning, gutting and hacking his game with a stone cold expression as Masaki tended the fire.

”Ohh. Forest Rabbits huh?” Masaki stopped tending the fire and put his hands together and bowed. ”May Volkrus bless thy soul.” Masaki prayed at the rabbits. ”I took some ribs before coming here and spices, in case you want to add a little taste to the meal, you can have them, it’s right over there. Hahaha~” Masaki pointed at 4 bottles of spices near the fire. ”Careful with the far right one. That one is a bit, spicy.” Masaki warned Anastas.

”Ah, that is much appreciated.” Anastas replied cheerfully, an expression totally contrasting his previous one, as he set an iron plate over the fire. ”Yes, these will do nicely for this meal.” He uttered while he appraised the spices, applying them onto the prepared meat and then throwing them onto the plate with a notably satisfying sizzle. As the two watched over the meat as it cooked, Anastas sparked conversation. ”You’ve got a good punch, real eye opener.” He was referring to their sparring match from when they first met.

”Hahaha~ And you got a real sharp moves. The way that you shoot them arrows at me, if I got hit by one, it will go right through!” Masaki laughed as he took a stick and stabbed it on to a rib that he brought. He shower it with the far right spice and put it into the fire. ”There’s something that I’m willing to ask though, but maybe later.” He focused his attention to the burning rib in the fire that he put in.

”I see.” Anastas replied, his smirk still plastered on his face. ”Demyan tells me your spirit is an interesting fellow.” He remarked, flipping over a cut of rabbit meat. ”Mighty large one at that.”

[b]His spirit is interesting also, quite large and strong. Eventhough he tends to get overboard to his master whenever he takes in. TouTetsuOh said. ”Ah, my spirit, TouTetsuOh said that yours is interesting also, but tends to get overboard and takes over.” Masaki said as he let the meat burn. He pulled it out to see the condition of the ribs. He then took the third bottle and showered the meat with the spices in it and stabs it back into the fire.

Anastas’ smile changed, ”Yes. I don’t blame him though, it is mostly my fault.” He stared off for a moment looking rather sullen only suddenly changing expression when he realized. ”Oh, the meat’s cooked.” taking a cut, he was suddenly back to being cheerful as he savoured the meat. ”Veres has blessed me with good meat.” he exclaimed after swallowing a bite.

”Ah yes, “ Masaki pulled out the rib and began to bite it immediately. ”Puhaa. now that’s hot meat. Anyway, here’s what I was going to say. Have you ever tried to not let your spirit directly †˜invade’ your body?” Masaki said with a serious look at Anastas.

Anastas sighed and looked up to the sky through a clearing, ”There would be no point in that.” He paused for a moment as he took in the constellations, ”Where I’m from, our spirits are more than just companions. It is very hard to explain to others but †˜becoming one’ with Demyan is my ultimate challenge.” He chuckled and looked over to Masaki, ”Do you know what the name Demyan means in my language? It means †˜to tame’.”

”I see. Now that is interesting. My master once told me that to never let your spirit directly †˜invade’ your body. I guess that’s only relative, depending on the spirit and your relationship with them.” Masaki continued to devour the ribs that he cooked.

”You are from the Forest of Origin like Razta, aren’t you?” Anastas asked, almost certain of the answer. ”Your spirit definitely doesn’t look like one native to the forest. At least that is what Demyan says.”

”Neither does Razta’s. . .” He looked over to the fire and pondered.

”I’m from the Forest of Origin” Masaki said, More like you stumbled upon that area when you first travel with me. TouTetsuOh butts in in a calm tone. Shut up! It’s not my fault that I got lost there! Masaki exclaimed internally. He continued, ”My Master once told me that I was abandoned by my parents, they left me at My Master’s temple somewhere far away. He was an amazing teacher, teaching me the Raisetsu Ki style.” Masaki showed his glove on his right hand. ”He gave me this, the very basic weapon. Funny thing is that the name of this glove is Raisetsu Ki. So it’s possible that My Master expanded the glove’s capabilities or it’s possible that TouTetsuOh helped him. None of the less, The Raisetsu Ki can stand alone without the help of the spirit since it’s pretty much †˜eats’ other being’s spirit energy.” Masaki took a deep breath. ”That’s what he said to me on his deathbed.” Masaki looked down and paused for a bit.

He then realised something. ”Wait, you were asking about my spirit! Ahahaha.” Masaki laughed. He continued ”He was once from the other side, but then someone †˜stole’ the gloves that he lived in. And that glove is.” Masaki pointed at his gloves, ”This, It was then purified with god knows what kind of power did it and turned it into something †˜holy’. But since it was partially done, some of TouTetsuOh’s †˜dark’ powers are still visible. If this glove is destroyed, He will go into an uncontrollable rampage. The only way to stop him is to fix the gloves by any means necessary. And that is to kill the current owner of the glove and use his blood, meat, and skull to recapture TouTetsuOh back into his calm state. Masaki licked his fingers. ”Pretty sick story, no? He gave a faint smile.

Anastas smiled back, ”Aye, a fine story it was.” He took another piece of meat from his plate, they had gone through most of them by now. ”And I suppose this current owner is somewhere in the cursed lands?” He asked, very intrigued to hear whatever else there was to the story.

”Ah no, you’re looking at the current owner. The previous owner was My Master. He †˜gave’ the glove to me 3 days before his death. In order to give it, one must bathe it with the current owner’s blood, which is my Master and bathe it with the next owner’s blood, which is me. Strangely, when my master still owns the gloves, the shape was more simpler than mine, with less fangs and sharp edges. I guess the gloves takes what shape according to it’s owner, but I don’t know. TouTetsuOh never gave me the full story. Always bits and pieces of the story.” Masaki said as he looked at the gloves. A seemingly dragon shaped glove with small fangs on the tip. 2 pair of light purple gems on each side with a crooked shaped blade on each side, the blades were seemingly connected with the small fangs on the head of the gloves which is the back of Masaki’s Palm. Behind the plate where it holds the purple gems was a set of tight spiral shaped dull blades that †˜eats’ Masaki’s hand to his elbow. It spread open whenever it absorbed spirit energy of others, which is the enemy that Masaki hits with his hands or legs.


”Well, that’s what TouTetsuOh told me. I have no idea what the real story is but yeah. I’m just telling you what he told me.” Masaki gave a look up. I hope that you’re not lying, TouTetsuOh! TouTetsuOh responded, O-o-ofcourse not, Why would I lie to my current master? He cluckled. Oh fine, I believe in you either way. Masaki looked back down with a confused look. But if I found out about the truth someday, I’ll make sure to punish you somehow! Masaki exclaimed. [b]HAHAHA! Interesting Masaki, you may try to punish me. If you find a way for it that is.[/color] TouTetsuOh gave a loud laugh. In fact most of what his spirit just said was a lie.

”I see.” Anastas replied, ”You’ve a lot unexplained to you, much like Razta.” He thought back to the earlier battle when he grabbed hold of that collar. He gave a slap to his knee, as if to close off his earlier thought, and held a more lighter expression. ”Well Masaki, enough of our pasts. Tell me, what do you think of the team we’re travelling with?”

”I think it’s alright. I mean, no one is on a bad term with each other. And besides, this is something new for someone like me who always played it alone before I entered the army. Everyone has each other’s back and all that. Which makes me happy!” Masaki gave a honest happy smile to Anastas. Giving him a sign that he fully trusted him.

”I see.” Anastas said in a dull tone, somewhat confused at his statement. He suddenly smirked, ”Yes, I see.” He repeated more cheerfully before laughing. ”Yes, that is true isn’t it? We’re all watching out for each other.” He gave Masaki a slap on the back as a friendly gesture as his laughter died out. ”That does make me happy.” He paused for a moment again to ponder. Looking down at the fire, there were only three cuts of meat left. He smirked once more, an idea having come to his head. ”You know, the others are probably at the dinner area, eating those gods awful war rations. How about we give them a visit?”

”Why not? They’ll love our deliciously cooked meal. How do we bring them?” Masaki asked while looking at the cooked meals that they made.

”That’s simple enough.” Anastas replied, grabbing the hot iron plate with his hands. Lifting it away from the fire, he snuffed it out before hefting the plate above his shoulder with one hand and offering his other hand to pull Masaki up,. ”Now then. Let’s get going.”

Masaki grabbed Anastas’ hand and pulled himself up, ”Let’s go then!” He took the cooked ribs on a stick from the fire with his other hand and walked to the camp with Anastas.

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLone[/color]Gentleman[/color], Valentine_K1S5,Katsucha, and Bagman.)

Dinner was a simple mean of dried meats and vegetables, but it was satisfying. Razta was used to eating things like this, but it probably could use some more spices. Looking around the fire he found the faces of most of his companions, but Masaki and Anastas seemed to be missing. Seeing Ari biting into a piece of meat with a disappointed look he laughed.

“Not as good as that boar right?” said Razta. “Those seasonings were a god send.”

“What kind of meat is this anyway, I don’t believe I ever had anything like it.” Ari asked as she was still trying to figure out the strange taste.

“I think it is some kind of pork. A very bland, very tasteless pork.” he said laughing.

“Guess its better than nothing but they could have tried making it taste a bit better.” Ari said as she took another bite. “Umm by the way what was your name again sorry we really haven’t talked so I don’t remember?”

“Am I that forgettable Ari?” he asked a bit offended. “My name is Razta Sonellion. I was the other one from the Forests of Origin.” He took another large bite from his food hoping to get it down quickly and be done with it.

“Sorry about that Razta. I never been really that good with remembering names.”

“I see,” Razta said with a laugh. “As a knight you will be meeting lots of people, yes? You must work on getting better at remembering people.”

“I know. Though with all thats going on its hard to remember.”

“Cut her some slack Razta. She is new to this. She has plenty of time to sweat the small stuff later. I wish I could forget you myself.” said Adelina eating her meal.

Reymond laughed at the three. “We get along like a family already? It is a welcome change from my own family. We never got along.”

Ari stayed silent for a bit. “I guess we do.” Ari said slowly. “By the way what do you guys think of the situation in Raltese yourself?”

“It’s a trap.” said Adelina. “Anyone can see that. but that city is important for this war. We need to get it back to its former glory. That will take time, and every day they spend there will make it harder for us.”

“Well lets us hope for the best. All we can do is fight and hope everything turns out in our favor.” Ari said as she tried finishing what was left of her food.

Owain whistled happily as he returned to the group, a stupid grin on his face.

“How’s everyone doing?” he asked, not able to stop himself from laughing

“Good aside from this food. What so funny?” asked Razta finishing up his meal.

“Razta, my man let me tell you” Owain leaned in close to Razta, putting his arm over Razta’s shoulder, “there is nothing finer in all the world than a woman’s body”

Choking slightly he slammed his chest getting the food down. Adelina and Ari looked over in their direction, but paid them little mind. They figured they were up to something perverted. “Sir?” he choked out. “I haven’t really paid them much mind to be honest.”

Owain lightly shook his head, “c’mon Razta, there’s gotta be one at least that catches your attention, there’s plenty of hotties around camp” Owain scorned.

Razta scratched the side of his face, ”Well I guess there is one…” he said his eyes moving to Adelina for a brief moment. “I guess I like the strong type.” he muttered under his breath.

“Hahaha I knew it” he said noticing where Razta was looking,“gimmie a sec, I’ll set you up good.” Owain walked towards Adelina.

Adelina noticed Owain walking over, and looked at him suspiciously. “What is it captain?” she asked.

“Ah! Adelina! Perfect timing, I need you and Razta to go into the forest together and… urm… fetch… some...” Owain said thinking on the fly, “... more firewood”

“Firewood? didn’t they just get some?” asked Adelina.

"Are you going to disobey an order?" Owain asked "I never pegged you for a rebel."

“Ugh, fine. Razta you heard him. Let’s go.” she said standing up
grabbing her sword. Razta sighed, and stood up grabbing his dagger. The two walked off into the darkwoods leaving the camp behind.

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Valentine_K1S5 and Katsucha and Meals.)

“I’m on to you captain.” said Ari with a suspicious gaze. “Just what are you planning?”

Owain smiled, "love is a wonderful thing, eh Ari?" he said listfully.

“L-love! There is no time for such a thing we’re in war, who has time for such things?”

“The fact we’re at war makes love even more important, love gives people the motivation to fight” Owain replied, his grin unshakable.

“Are you sure you aren’t just doing this with perverted intentions captain.”

“Just what kind of lech do you take me for?” Owain asked, “I’m not heartlessly perverted you know”

“hmm, though you flirt a lot if anything.” Ari said still looking at Owain with suspicious gaze.

“Would you prefer it if I didn’t flirt?” Owain asked.

“That’s not my decision! But if you ever find someone I doubt she’ll like it if she saw you flirt all the time.”

“But for now I’m a free spirit” he said, waving to Ari as he walked away.

Reymond who had simply read through their discussion closed his book and laughed. “Such a dysfunctional family.” he said.

The two were startled at the loud bang caused by Anastas’ iron cooking plate hitting their table, looking to his direction they saw Anastas and Masaki with some cooked and seasoned meat, large grins plastered on their face.

”Evening.” Anastas greeted in cheery tone as he took a seat by Reymond. ”We were having dinner of our own and figured you might be tired of war rations.” He smiled again and gestured to the meat, ”Eat up.”

”We bring freshly caught meat, cooked with delicious spices for you guys!” Masaki put down the ribs on a stick on the table. ”A little warning, the ribs are super spicy!” Masaki said as he sat down.

Reymond looked onto the food with wonder. “Spicy you say? I remember Razta saying he liked spicy food during training. Too bad he isn’t here to enjoy it.” he said taking a rib from the stack.

“I just hope it doesn’t taste like pure spice then.” Ari said as she grabbed a rib as well.

”It won’t, you’ll only feel a slight burn inside your mouth.” Masaki grinned.

Razta and Adelina came back to the smell of actual good cooking. Adelina’s face was flushed and she avoided eye contact with Razta. Razta wore a rather large hand print across his cheek. “Well what’s cooking?” Razta said his mouth slightly numb. Adelina took her seat next to Ari once again as Razta dropped the firewood on the pile.

Masaki quickly moved near Ari and whispered, ”Did something happen between those two?” Masaki asked.

“I don’t know but it was probably something to do with what Captain Owain told him” Ari said with a sigh. So he did have something planned.

”Ah, I see. Thanks!” Masaki looked over at Razta. Did he fell down or got hit by a branch? But that mark looks like a slap mark. Masaki rubbed his chin, thinking. AH I know! He probably got slapped by accident!

”Oy Razta!” Anastas called out in a half concerned manner, he stood and looked closely at the mark left on his face. ”What in Peran’s name happened to you?”, glancing suspiciously at Adelina he subtly whispered to Razta, ”Did you. Have a failed courting or something?”

“I, uh…had a bug on my face, and….” said Razta. “Adelina was helpful enough to lend a hand.” Adelina looked at him and laughed. “Yup a bug.” she added.

Anastas murmured suspiciously before shrugging. ”No matter. We have good food on the table now. Eat up.” He gestured the two over to have a seat before returning back to his own. ”I’ll be honest, I don’t know how any of you could stand to eat this.” He remarked as he held a piece of dried meat, sniffing it before setting it away with a discomforted face.

”Oh that’s why!” Masaki laughed. ”Go and eat the ribs, Razta. I know that you’ll like it because it’s super spicy!” Masaki suggested as he gave Razta a piece. ”Was the bug big?” Masaki asked with a curious look.

Razta accepted the food, and bit into it. Closing his eyes he enjoyed every moment he could. “Now this is food.” she said. “As for the bug...ya it was pretty big, but nothing I couldn’t handle. Adelina...just beat me to it.”

”I see.” Anastas responded, playing around with the dried vegetables. Seeing that his plate was cleared of meat, he clapped his hands together before leaving his seat. ”Well folks, I hope you’ve enjoyed the food. It is about that time now so I shall head back to my quarters and rest. Good night to you all.” Taking the plate with him, he left the meal area humming a native tune.

”Ahh. .I guess that’s the story, I’m going to sleep. Good night folks.” Masaki left the camp running. He returned to the batch of rocks that he was previously in before finding Anastas. Now then, Masaki got on his fighting stance and started punching the rocks.

Adelina stood up first, and looked back to Razta who caught her gaze. Adelina smiled at him with a slight blush before heading to the tent she was sharing with Ari. Razta touched his hand to his face where she slapped him and smiled. As the others headed off to bed Reymond snapped his book closed and turned to Razta.

“You got off with just a slap eh? She must like you.” said Reymond. “The other guys she rejected got sent to the nurses tent.”

“W-what are you talking about?” asked Razta.

“Don’t deny it.” said Reymond in a serious tone staring Razta in the eyes. “If you are going for her make an earnest attempt and claim her.Anything short and what’s the point?”
Reymond was different now than his usual laid back mood. “Take this from a man who has loved and lost. I’ve seen this scene enough times.”

Razta was surprised to hear that from his new ally, but he had a point. “You're right.” answered Razta. “I’ll do my best.”

“Goodnight Razta,” he said with a smile as he turned to go to his tent. Razta turned heading to the test he shared with Masaki.

Owain never came back to camp. The others assumed either Arkasia had found him sneaking around the girls tents, and knocked him flat. Or the man had gotten lucky and was spending time with some girl. Either way they knew that he would be on time for when they had to move out. If nothing else Owain was punctual.

(This is a Joint post starring: Cinia Pacifica and Bagman.)

Owain prowled through the camp in search of likely prey. He had done this earlier and managed to catch a glimpse of some female warriors changing, and such caused his wonderful mood.

Louise gazed longingly - her emerald pupils reflected the glowing stars as they were fixated towards the starry sky - stargazing. Standing before a half-frozen lake that she stumbled across after walking aimlessly throughout the camp - she finally found herself coming to a cessation as she faced the admirable night sky. The view was admittedly beautiful, even according to her own standards. It was astounding. She couldn’t fall asleep tonight, she was in a mood to walk off listlessly instead, which she ended up doing. Sleeping in her tent would have been a waste now that she thought back about the moment she exited the dark tent - the bright stars deserved her full attention at the moment. To simply sleep now would be such a waste for the view… I may as well stay up a while longer.

Spying the lone girl, Owain approached. “Sure is a clear sky tonight” he commented, “any reason a girl like yourself is still up?”

“For the gently glowing stars, of course,” Louise answered, turning towards the knight who approached her; strolling specifically to her. She could tell someone was advancing in her direction due to the faint clanky noises, but didn’t think the person would try to actually converse with her. “Patrolling, I take it?” Louise asked, shoving her pointless analytical thoughts aside for now.

Owain glanced sideways, guiltily, “urm… something like that” he said sheepishly, “Sir Owain Glyn, at your service” bowing.

Louise grinned, making it apparent that her eyes picked up a sign from his expressions. “Sir Owain, why not come clear and say that you wished to approach a pretty lady like me instead of fulfilling duty?” Louise asked with a gleeful face. “I do believe honesty is a fine trait for men, you know?”

Owain laughed, “caught red handed, huh?” he observed jokingly, “It’s true, I was drawn in by your beauty, but I am yet to hear your name.”

Louise resumed stargazing - looking back to the bright night sky. “Louise Marguerite of the Augusta house. The High Priestess, I doubt my name is unheard of, especially recently.”

“Must be my lucky day” Owain grinned, “meeting the High Priestess, it’s an honour m’lady”

“Haha, it’s been some time since someone took it as their lucky day by meeting me,” Louise stated, earnestly. She had been the topic of others’ conversations as someone who appeared out of the blue to take up the position of the high priestess. However, Louise was rather glad - this way, she’d not have to deal with the general public often.

“I don’t see how meeting someone as good looking as you could be considered anything but” Owain smiled.

Louise shrugged. “I suppose taking up this position caused quite a stir among the general public - a typical aftermath I suppose. I am viewed as nothing but a sign of bad omen. People loves to gossip, after all,” Louise replied, holding a light smile over her face. “Maybe they’d sing praises to me after meeting me in person at least once,” Louise smirked, confident in her own beauty. There was no way men would talk bad about her after catching a glimpse. However, women may easily become jealous… Louise decided against pondering further about this aspect of female psychology.

“I’ve never cared much for politics” Owain said, “it’s often just a bunch of people I’ll never meet, debating things that don’t matter. I care for gossip even less, baseless rumour mostly”

“I suppose so,” Louise said as she faced the knight yet again. “However, you have made an error in that line. You have just met a person who debates about such things in the background - albeit I don’t assume the topics pointless unlike you. Politics is somewhat important for me after all - to bound my ties to important people. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother.”

“I suppose I have” he laughed again, “I understand that politics is important but, as a knight my duty is to protect, politics doesn’t change that, so I guess, for me politics carries no weight”

“Oh? Even though it’s due to politics that dictates your missions - the life-threatening work you have to deal with?” Louise asked, but didn’t reveal a questioning expression. Heh, you contradict yourself, Sir Knight. You say that politics is important, but you’ve implied earlier that the debates are pointless.

“Even then what I do is in keeping of the kingdom, it doesn’t matter whose orders I’m taking, my role doesn’t change” Owain said.

“How very reliable of you,” Louise praised half-heartedly, smiling, “to be blindly working for the top brass,” Louise added, sarcastically.

“I wouldn’t call it blindly following orders, but I have a role to play” Owain said, “as do you m’lady, only yours is far more important”

“I feel as though the position has been sullied by time, over the years,” Louise nonchalantly replied. With all the changes she found in belief and system, it was as if she was having a culture shock. For things to change this much - was within expectations - but she found herself unprepared to tread that path immediately. “I’m not a fan of the current figure who leads the people, either. Makes me think what the world is coming to… ”

“What can you do, eh?” he asked rhetorically, “time moves so quickly it’s hard to keep up and who commands the power changes with it, although honestly I have no real opinion of those in power.”

“Not so hard to develop one if you get to know, I suppose that’s the hard part for most,” Louise responded, looking down at Owain. I suppose it’s the reason why this is pitiful. He doesn’t have a clue that the princess is incompetent. I can’t quite judge Arkasia yet, but she is rather… impatient and awkwardly straightforward, Louise thought to herself. “Pray tell, who do you serve under at the moment, Sir Owain?”

“Sir Arkasia” he replied “I’m a knight banneret of Arkasia”

“Ah, the impatient one,” Louise again, nonchalantly responded. She somehow had an inkling that Owain worked under her, she could feel a spec of her presence in him - instilled. However, she felt as though she made an unnecessary comment about Arkasia. Shrugging internally, she felt that it may have been better to simply let it out. Not that it’d actually hurt to be honest for once. She did somewhat prefer honesty, after all. This was the reason why she occasionally spoke the truth at times, and hid the truth the other times.

“Pffft” Owain couldn’t restrain a laugh, “She certainly is impatient, but she’s definitely the best general an army could hope to have, for one, she’s crazy strong, I’ve never once come close to beating her in training”

“I feel like she simply needs to relax more often. Right now, she bears an air similar to the young Queen,” Louise said, not quite sure what to really think of her. With the way she drew a blade right up to her neck; it did nothing but leave a bad impression. Nothing more, nothing less.

“I wish everyone would relax more often, everyone is so worked up at the moment and honestly I don’t think that’s a good thing” said Owain, “I’m not an overly serious person, so the heavy atmosphere makes me uncomfortable, y’know?”

“Haha, you’re truly unique when I compare you to the average men I met before,” complimenting, Louise laughed. War is serious business. It felt as though meeting a random clueless civilian who accidentally stumbled into the den of soldiers. “However, without said atmosphere, you can’t possibly expect the morale of the army to be high.”

“I dunno, but to me it feels like a funeral march” Owain half-joked.

“You do know that you can’t go on that way, right?” Louise resumed stargazing as she asked with a smile.

”Eh?”

Louise held the same expression as her gaze was fixated to the sky abound with stars. “If you go on - with that mindset - you’ll die, Sir Owain.”

“Everyone dies” Owain laughed, “that mindset is me, and frankly, I’d like to die as myself”

“Sounds pointless, especially because most with such manner of thinking usually dies before accomplishing... well, anything,” Louise chuckled, not too serious about the conversation. She did, however, thought that he’d meet his demise if he kept on with that kind of thinking. If one wanted to live, or avoided death - they may live longer and accomplish greater objectives due to strength derived from sheer will. However, she couldn’t truly judge a man who was not a fan of war. He was far too laid-back, to the point that it’d become an issue. On the contrary, Louise only discouraged the death of others only because she was currently the High Priestess. It was her job to encourage the army to fight with the will to witness the next day. “There is but one man, who is yet to die. I’d love to believe that everyone dies. However, that is quite not the case in this world.”

“My life isn’t top on my list of priorities if I’m bluntly honest” Owain smiled “and men are all the same at the end of the day, everyone dies, no exceptions”

“Mn, we wish,” Louse gave a nod. “Perhaps,” Louise begun, “we’ll have to wait and find out. This topic aside, what have you been tasked with - in the operation at hand?”

“I’m to capture one of the bridges according to the plan” Owain said sighing, “something feels awfully off, but I can’t put my finger on it”

“One of the bridges… I see. I shall keep a keen look-out. For my personal amusement, mind you,” Louise giggled with glee in jest. “Oh, odd you say?”

Owain laughed with Louise, “it would be good if you could remember my face, after all, I’ll need someone to identify my corpse” he joked, “and yeah… I feel like I’m missing something that someone isn’t telling me and it’s disconcerting”

“I’ve been rather forgetful recently; perhaps you should ask your crush for that particularly boring task,” Louise smirked as she replied to the joke. “Missing something, eh?”

“Crush? What do you take me for, a child?” Owain said his face trying to look serious but hints of a smile formed around his face.

“Anyone who is this steadfast to die may as well be a little childish, it’s their hidden perk,” Louise winked, smiling.

“I’m not going to die so easily, I’m actually really strong you know?” Owain said flexing in jest.

“I do feel… a very cold energy energy emanating. A watery spirit? I suppose that’s reliable,” Louise assessed, then added, “just the spirit, of course,” Louise laughed again.

“Hah, you’ll see” Owain laughed, “On a good day, I’m stronger than Arkasia”

“I highly doubt that. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, however,” Louise smiled, it was however accompanied with her commonly seen shrug this time. “Ah, it is almost time… ”

“I guess I’ll be seeing you then” Owain said, “Or… maybe not, either way, good luck”

“Ah, no, it’s a shooting star,” Louise pointed to the sky expressionlessly as she replied.

“Oh! Wow!” Owain said in awe, “I’ve never seen one before”

“Perhaps it is a sign of good omen, for now. For me, it is a sign for something completely different.”

“You’re supposed to make a wish when you see one right?” Owain asked

“Haha, is that a superstition made by plebeians?” Louise asked. Slightly amused despite knowing the answer. “It’s a sign from the heavens that I should sing. Of course, the choice lies in me, ultimately. I suppose it’s what I’m supposed to do - to derive good luck for us all. Luck is apparently associated with shooting stars, perhaps that’s why people came up with sayings such as that.”

“Well I made my wish anyway” he smiled, “you’re going to sing?”

“The head priestess asked me to do so whenever such good omen would present itself at times of leisure, you see. I’d rather laze around, personally. Feel free to stick around, I’d be taking my leave soon after.”

“I should head back soon, my group might start getting worried without their super reliable Captain around” Owain said, the corner of his mouth turning up into a smile.

As a response, Louise gave an enchanting smile as her lips stretched - not speaking any further, nor giving a nod. Instead, she looked back up to the starry night sky. Abruptly, she started to sing - subsequently closing her eyes. Her voice loud and clear; resonated throughout the camp. It may be an overstatement to say that it’d wake up the sleeping residents, but it still resounded audibly enough for the nocturnal ones to hear regardless. She could feel the gazes and stares from behind - possibly from those still awake, as expected. Louise’s body glowed with a silver-colored light. Her charms strangely boosted at the same time; making her appear seductive and provocative instead - rather than simply serene and beautiful - as she sung continuously without taking a second of break, cupping the air around her chest with her hands.

“Not bad…” Owain said, unable to get any other words out.

“Oh? You’re still here? What’s wrong? I thought you’d leave by now,” Louise questioned, pretending to be confounded. She gave the most confident smile as she spoke sarcastically.

“I wanted to hear the end of your song,” Owain smiled, “you’re pretty good”

“For now, it ended; the script stopped halfway like that,” Louise stated, pleased with the common praise. Indeed it had ended, however. Louise sang out all the words she received harmoniously from the sky above. She wouldn’t stop halfway, ever. It was against her principles. She is always thorough and proper.

“Then one day I hope that you finish it,” answered Owain as he looked to the stars. “The attack will start tomorrow if we stay on schedule. We’d best be off”

“Indeed,” Louise gave a nod to the knight. “I have mentioned that I’d take my leave as soon as I’d be done. You may take the sight of me singing as a parting gift,” Louise gave yet another enchanting smile; walking off - turning her back on the banneret knight. “Farewell.”.

Owain smiled and bowed. “Thank you m’lady. Hopefully, it will give me strength in the battle to come,” he said. “Goodnight.” Owain stayed for a moment longer thinking of the last time he looked at the stars like this. Then he too, headed back to camp. When he arrived his group was already sleeping in their tents. The guards that had the first watch were around the fire chatting. Waving to them, he went into his own tent and laid down on his bed for the night.

(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, nooby2 and BlinkXPoke)

The next morning was different to each person in the city. Some were sleeping in, and others were waking up with terrible hangovers. For Marian, it was another day that Cain spent missing. She knew that the drink had probably worn off by now, and Soul was probably off messing around. Sadly there wasn’t anything she could do, but continue the search. When she finally found him he was in for a world of pain.

This morning was peaceful to Sonya. She had a pleasant dream about her previous outing with the Representatives and Selanus, and cursed herself for waking up when she did. She had been very comfortable in her bed, but, since she was unable to return to sleep, Sonya forced herself out of bed and let out a yawn.

“Where the hell is that idiot?!” said Marian ranting down the hallways. “The damned Scion will be banging down the walls any day now, and the blood-crazed lunatic is nowhere to be found!” The was the sound of wood splintering and glass breaking.

“Please ma’am you have to calm down.” said a soldier trying to soothe her. After that Sonya’s door came crashing down as the soldier flew through her door.

“Waaaah!” Sonya jumped back at the sight of a soldier suddenly flying into her room. “E-Ehhh!? Are we being attacked!?” Sonya exclaimed as she reached for her whip. She stumbled over herself as she was still somewhat sleepy.

Marian walked into the room, and noticed Sonya half asleep. “Have you seen Charlotte?” asked Marian.

“Uhhhhh… no…”

Sonya’s voice dragged on as she thought about Charlotte. She didn’t even see Charlotte last night, either, she noticed now that Marian mentioned it to her. “I haven’t,” she reported to Marian, relieved now that there was no attack happening.

“I’ll kill them both when they come back.” said Marian as she left the room. The soldier on the ground began to stir leaning up as he held his head. His chest armor was caved in from the kick that sent him through the door.

“Good morning…” he said to Sonya.

Sonya giggled as she hopped out of bed, and helped him to his feet, patting him on the back. “Be off now!” she said as she pushed him towards the door. It took all she had to resist her urges, but after her talk with the soldier she would try and have some self restraint. At Least on her own allies. How long that would last was anyone’s guess.

The day was long, and uneventful, but with Marian on the war path even soldiers in town tried to not slack off. They prepared barricades, and ran maintenance on the catapults. Fear of Marian was a powerful motivator. This work around the town went ahead of schedule with everyone working together to try and please their commander. Marian had to admit that seeing them work so hard helped to better her mood, but without the two missing representatives they were going to be shorthanded. She would have to hope that they came to their senses before the Scion decided to launch their assault.

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Unsurprisingly, Selanus had made himself scarce once Marian's tirade in the castle had started, preferring the act of a common soldier to a pincushion. How close those scissors had come would not be forgotten so quickly.

He had spent some time wandering around town to observe the war effort, pleased to note that the soldiers were almost as efficient as the wardens of Raskana. Almost. His aunt had wielded more than fear to whip them into shape.

With that, vantage points were found, ambush locations noted and a bit of down time with some of the resting soldiers had given him all the info he needed to formulate a battle strategy.

It was near midnight when Selanus returned to the castle, having spent some time chatting with the various commanders and their men on the way back. Preparations were in order for the upcoming battle and he needed a bit of time to focus regardless.

Looking around, the room was extremely well furnished with priceless antiques and heirlooms untouched, no doubt due to the efficiency of the collars.

After arranging his gear in the room, Selanus got to cleaning Nadir, drawing the small pistol from its holster. It glinted in the moonlight, the embodiment of Kristina’s faith in him. Admiring its form, he couldn’t help but smile at the memories associated with it. It was old now, the newer models far more efficient than it but it was more than just a tool to Selanus. Much, much more.

The process itself didn’t take very long, a standard procedure mastered over the years but it provided a time for him to think. It always felt longer than it actually did, Selanus being drawn into his thoughts as he ran through the routines on muscle memory.

Outside of the hunts and battles, these were the times when Astaroth was loudest, the idle periods intensifying her nature.

“Hey~ How long more? How long? The last one wasn’t any good and very soon, I won’t be able to control myself~” Grinning mischieviously, she waltzed round the room in his mind, the trickster spirit she was. “You don’t like it when I get rough so don’t keep me waiting~.”

“You know nothing will come out of that even if you did.” Selanus continued polishing Nadir, lifting and rotating it to catch the moonlight. He was accustomed to her antics, always appreciative that she wasn’t one of the more troublesome spirits to deal with. “In time. A good hunt always takes time.”

Astaroth pouted, knowing full well that he’d make it difficult for her to take over his body to sate her desires, too much wasted effort for her before hunting even began in earnest. “At least she picked a good target this time, I can feel it~” The cruel smile that followed spoke volumes of her anticipation, the link with his spirit transferring much of her emotions to him.

Suppressing the flow was second nature to him and he holstered the pistol, satisfied with his effort. Looking out the window, Selanus couldn’t help but appreciate the false tranquility in Raltese.

”Shame it won’t stay this way for much longer.” He had done what he could, his forte lay not in large scale engagements so taking extra care was required.

”I’ll be off first, ta for now~” With a quick flick of her hair, Astaroth sauntered off, her form breaking up as the shadows comprising it roiled and dissipated, gone from his conscience for now. Selanus took one last look at the city, wondering how the odds would favor them before retiring for the night.

Event: Battle of Raltese

The army moved out at dawn. Packing up the tents and supplies that they didn’t use. With their destination so close many of the soldiers were starting to feel the pressure that came with a fast approaching battle. Even though many of them wanted this war - this was enough to make any man rethink their life decisions. Though, this was the first time Arkasia herself lead a force into a war; she knew the strategies of war. She had run similar exercises before, and she knew what to look out for. She couldn’t help but think though that living in such peaceful conditions didn’t in someway dull her fangs.

The snowy landscape began to give way to more lush green surrounding as the army neared their final approach. Arkasia who was up with the lead team stopped for a moment taking in the scenery, and looking for trouble. She was sure that patrols must have picked up on such a large force, but the city wasn't stirring as it should be. It made her feel uneasy. They needed to get the catapult team to their position, and the gate teams needed to split off from the group to take their positions in the forest.

"Alright! We take up position in the forest, men. Wait for the signal, and then we move in. Watch the flank!" commanded Arkasia, before she and the soldiers in the gate team rode off with her.

Caym and Sophia stood on a path going up the mountain. "Let's get the catapults set up!" yelled Caym, taking off up to the hill. Leona IV and Louise rode past them, as they bowed to Leona IV while she passed with the priests and priestesses behind them.

As Owain’s group rode close to Arkasia, Razta was starting to get nervous. Everything before was just preparation for this. There was a chance that he or any of his comrades could die here. When he thought about it, his body began to warm up. He quickly shook the thoughts away. He looked to Owain who currently wasn’t in his armor. Instead he wore chain mail. Razta figured he would get into his armor once they were in position.

Suddenly, Arkasia saw figures leaping through the thick trees to the sides of them. Gritting her teeth - she focused her wind around herself. As her wind enveloped her body; she and her horse picked up speed. Spinning her blades towards the forest - she whipped a tornado through the forest; knocking the figures into the trees. She smirked at her handiwork, and relaxed her spirit as she fell back into formation.

“We don’t have the time to mess with the small fries. Move forward into position!” Arkasia shouted.

“Roger that! You heard the boss, team!” Owain spurred his horse forward into the forest and waited for the signal.

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On the hill overlooking the city, the catapult had the same luck. Caym held a masked man in his hands as he bashed him over the head with his mace. The man fell limp. Sadly, they lost a good group of men to the ambush. However they still had enough to get the catapults up and running.

“Sophia are we ready yet?” asked Caym. Sophia walked over to him after checking with another soldier.

“Give them a little more time, and we will be,” she answered. “Things are still going smoother than I expected.”

Caym nodded. “Let’s spread out, and make sure the area is really clear. We can’t afford to suffer more losses.” They cleared the forest surrounding the catapults and ran into a few crazed men, but most of them were just left overs from the first ambush. It would seem that the rest were busy with the advancing force.

“We are ready sir!” yelled a soldier at the catapults.

“Alright, begin!” yelled Caym. Moments later giant round spheres of stone flew through the air - symbols etched onto their surface.. As the boulders reached the arc and begun to decent; they lit up increasingly with speed - rapidly as they collided with the castle.

“The things they come up with amazes me,” Caym remarked, crossing his arms as he looked at the devastation. “Alright, load the next ones!”

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“Ahhh, there you are” Owain said, as his armour was carted to him, “feel so naked without you.” Owain began suiting up, putting each individual part on should be an impossible feat in the time it took Owain. He was so used to the armour it was like an extension of himself at this point, sure it was heavy but he loved it to bits. He felt himself and Nimue become one for a brief moment and next thing he knew steam was pouring from his armour. He was ready.

As the sound of the boulders hitting the castle echoed across the landscape Arkasia raised her sword. “Attack!” she yelled. The order was repeated through the groups as Arkasia and company headed for the front barricade. Out from the gate, a large force poured out. Across the grassy plain the two armies would soon spill each others’ blood. Arkasia’s force was the bigger of the two, four hundred strong. The group of priests and priestesses took up the rear along with the queen and her two royal guards.

As Leona rode in, she felt herself shaking. It took everything in her to make it stop. †˜Pull it together. I am with you!’ her spirit shouted at her. A white flame formed on her forehead, but her full spirit form didn’t take hold due to her nervousness.

“Shaking in your boots already?” Louise inquired with a smirk. “Is this the extent of your resolution, young princess?” Louise questioned with a seemingly innocent face. What lied behind it was a massive pile of disappointment; stacking up one after the other. As much as Louise expected her inexperience to shake her up - she didn’t expect her to be this nervous. She deeply sighed internally - closing her eyes shut - she couldn’t find a better way than questioning her will and intent.

Leona closed her eyes and focused again. “No, I am better than this,” she answered. With the beginning of her spirit form already out, she only needed a little push to go all the way. Flames covered her upper body, and she made sure not to touch the horse. Flames grew bright in her hand as she shot a torrent of flames that arced into the air; raining on the enemies - burning the grass to ash in the process. While it only took out a small section it was a dazzling display of power.

“It seems that you’ve recovered some of your composure, good job,” Louise light-heartedly praised - not quite happy with how halved her powers appeared to be. Tch, princess isn’t so handy after all. I need to get her up and working soon… Louise plotted internally with a cranky expression; irritated - biting the nail of her index finger softly.

“Thanks, but this is nowhere near my full strength,” answered Leona. “Keep watching me, Louise. We will win this battle.” She rode off to keep up with the advancing forces as she gathered more fire within her hands.

“Of course, I shall watch over you - it is what I stated in our first meeting,” Louise smiled as she answered. Watch your golden moments of glorious failure, that is. I may leave the world out of sheer laughter alone, however, she giggled to herself internally; mirth revealing for a terse moment before it sank back down - only to be replaced with her usual confident smile; putting her sly thoughts aside. The the natural smile which depicted her confidence was truly the most befitting for her. She thus advanced forward to follow up the princess after she was done musing. “Your Majesty, what about the veil? Will you be using it now?”

”Once we reach the city, we’ll be responsible for keeping up the veil,” said Leona IV as they rode on. “It will assist them in clearing the enemies.”

“Understood, I’ll stay with you just in case, then; hopefully the other soldiers would be enough for protection,” answered Louise, with a single nod. The two rode on as the Scion pushed forward.

Arkasia charged forward with her army holding their blades out to the sides. As the enemy drew near, she slid in; slashing rapidly. Body parts were severed, and the weapons the poor unfortunate souls carried were sent flying into their own comrades. In a flash of steel a circle was cleared around Arkasia as blood soaked the ground. The sight gave her men confidence as they dashed in to engage the enemy.

Owain smiled for a second, before charging in. “C’mon you lot!”, he called to his group. Feeling unstoppable Owain obliterated enemy after enemy, “This is too easy” he said unsettled, but continued his assault. Owain’s armour was stained with blood already and he wasn’t done yet.

Wow, can’t let them have all the fun! Masaki followed after Arkasia. He rushed to the front lines and gave a power punch to the first enemy that he saw. ”I’ll show you what my Raisetsu Ki can do!” Masaki shouted out as he delivered multiple punches to the enemies in front of him. The four purple gems on Masaki’s Gauntlet faintly glowed. Heh, Thats it. keep that energy flowing boy! TouTetsuOh said as he watched his master fighting the enemies.

Adelina charged in stabbing an enemy through the throat then smacking him back with her shield. As she readied her stance again, a soldier leapt crazily at her bringing his sword down. She raised her shield, and deflected the blow before stabbing forward into the man’s rib cage. Razta who was nearby was about to come in to assist, but found no reason to. As he looked on he was surprised to see the remainder of the soldiers that came to engage them turn tail, and run back into the city.

When Masaki was about to do a jumping kick on them, the enemy soldiers were running back to the city. ”Hey! Come back!” Masaki yelled at the escaping enemies. ”I was going to kick you on the face!” He yelled again.

“Cowards!” yelled Reymond firing his swords into the crowd of fleeing soldiers. Nailing them before his swords exploded leaving nothing, but red mist. He was more bloodthirsty than his usual calm demeanor. Snapping his book shut he looked to his allies.

“Reymond are you okay?” Ari asked, never seeing Reymond like that before.

“I’m fine. Lets cleanse these devils from the city!” he responded. Reymond followed the group as they made for the gate to the city.

Anastas stopped firing when he realized the entire enemy force was routing. ”There’s no point killing those with no will to fight” was what he reckoned, apparently the rest of his team thought differently. He slung his bow and just watched the slaughter apathetically.

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Inside the city a monster was awakening. The sounds of catapult impacts, and the horns of battle stirring her from sleep. She knew that it was finally time for her to get to work. She didn’t bother helping with the day to day things. She was a killer, and thats all anyone expected from her. She let out a contemptive sigh as she heard sounds of battle outside of the castle window and groggily rose out of bed. She gathered her gear and her weapon of choice-- a blade too big to be carried by any man, Zweihander. Remaining soldiers preparing for the battle at hand paused a moment to peer at the beast making her way past them.

"It's her..! She awake...! This battle is good as over now!" yelled the Cursed soldiers, she paid them no mind however as she made her passage into the street There she met with Representative Marian.

“Where have you been?” asked Marian with her arms crossed. “Doesn’t matter get with your group. The Scion are here.” Groups of soldier were headed towards the gates. They were heading to the commons to repel the Scion trying to enter the city. Sighting Marian, Selanus jumped down from his vantage point on the battlement to meet her, his form dissipating and reforming near her position.

"Representative Marian, where do you need me?" Selanus saw the newcomer with an immense sword, surprised she could even lift it off the ground, let alone wield it in battle.

Looking at Selanus and Luna, Marian thought for a moment. “Change of plans. You two are with me. As much as I hate it, I rely on Soul. Until he returns you will act as my guards.” ordered Marian.

"Understood. Though if I do sight my target, I will have to take my leave. I will assist in whatever manner possible before that. With all due respect Rep Marian, I apologise but Aunties orders come first." Selanus started priming his grenades, checking and reguVantage pointlating the flux of power. "If push comes to shove then I will stay by your side." Marian glared at him not totally approving.

"Whatever," Luna remarked with her cold, expressionless gaze. "As long as he keeps his distance, I don't care for his type." She said coldly while sheathing the massive metal slab into her scabbard.

“Well, well, don’t be like that. We’re all allies, we should get along!” Sonya overheard the conversation and commented. “It’s nice to meet you, miss…?” She asked.

"Marcell," She replied. "I prefer you call me Luna. And apologies, ma'am, I don't care for any company."

“Awwww, don’t be like that…” Sonya pretended to pout at Luna, before giving her name. “My name’s kinda long… You can call me Sonya!” She smiled, trying to lighten Luna’s demeanor.

"Selanus Dahlem, pleasure to meet you." He gave Luna a quick smile before turning to Sonya. "Fräulein, good to see you too."

“Enough pleasantries. Let’s move” said Marian walking off towards the bridge to the commons.

“Yes, Representative!” Sonya saluted Marian and followed immediately behind her. She mentally readied herself for the battle.

Selanus got into step behind Sonya, hoping that Soul would return soon. The battle didn't look so good from his vantage point earlier.

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Smashing down the barricade, the Scion made their way into the city. The soldiers that retreated were joined by the main force inside. Filling the streets they stood in formation as if they had been waiting for them all along.Seeing this, Leona looked to Louise.

“We should get the veils up now!” she yelled as she began to focus.

“It’s showtime,” Louise said, revealing a smirk. She raised her wand towards the sky without any further words. The tip of the wand made a faint glow. The next moment, it became brighter than any light one would see. It was a signal for her team to work with the veil. The priests and priestesses would now start chanting and praying; gather their holy spiritual powers to contribute to the greater veil that would be put up by Leona IV.

On a rooftop behind the cursed army stood two female figures. A short girl with short blonde hair tied up with purple ribbon. She wore a purple skirt with armor covering her arms and legs. Next to her was a tall shapely woman with dark hair brandishing a large sword. The blonde girl bowed before she raised her sword into the air. A deep red aura shot out as the cursed army began to roar and shout in anger.

“Kill them all!” yelled Emma as she began to dance. The souls in the area began to chant a song full of anger and hate. The two auras fought for supremacy, but the dark aura was holding strong against even the two divine. The cursed soldiers ran forward engaging the divine army.

“That girl is the same one who appeared in our capital. Her power is immense,” said Leona trying to keep her own viel up.

“Do you wish for me to do something about this predicament? I’d rather keep a keen watch over you, though,” Louise replied with a smug face. Not very impressed with the current Queen.

“I will keep the veil up. If you have a plan make it fast,” answered Leona.

“Very well,” Louise said, jumping off her horse. A portal opened - one that sliced the air itself to make an appearance in this realm. Louise casually walked into it.

Magically appearing before Arkasia; Louise walked out through a portal from which light seemed to be shining out. Smiling, she approached her without a care regarding the bloody battles that surrounded the two. “Good day to you, we’re in a bit of a perplexing ordeal. Mind if I take up a bit of your time? It’s this person blocking our Queen’s veil that’s being troublesome,” she’d add †˜pathetic’ before †˜Queen’ but she restrained her mouth from expanding any larger.

“You have a plan?” answered Arkasia with a question. “By all means lets shred her to pieces.” Turning to Owain and Nero she smirked. ”Take care of things here.”

“Will do, be seeing you sir” Owain said confidently.

Louise gave a single firm nod before walking up to Arkasia. She raised her hand up - peering at her face intently - with a smile, then caressed her right cheek without hesitation - in the battlefield. “Mn, your skin is not half-bad,” she commented with a smirk. The next moment, she pushed her abruptly without warning; throwing her into the portal that opened behind her. Louise then elegantly strolled past the dimensional door herself, with her wand at her right hand; ready for anything.

Arkasia was blushing as they went through the portal. “My skin has nothing to do with this?!” she yelled. Emma turned around at the noise with an angry expression. Alma moved in front of her in response. Turning to the two Arkasia drew her swords at a lightning speed.

“Heh, loosen up, would you? It’s the best way to maintain composure,” Louise replied as the two stepped out of the portal; teleported - now facing the duo that contained the female adversaries.

“You have a lot of courage coming up here,” said Alma swinging her sword as she held it in front of her self with both hands. “One of you look particularly delicious.” Alma looked at Louise and smiled. Emma made a quick circle with her hand, forming her ringed weapon and spun it on her arm.

“Bravery? A trait far too common. Is that all that one needs to face you? Pitiful,” Louise replied, not wasting an opportunity to flaunt her air of superiority.

“That, and a bit of stupidity,” said Emma sticking her tongue out at Louise.

“You, are a representative?” Louise asked, raising her eyebrow towards the shorter figure of a girl.

Arkasia laughed at their two opponents. “You look old enough to be my child. Not that I want any brats. Cain must be scraping the bottom of the barrel here,” responded Arkasia.

“Age doesn’t mean wisdom. It does appear you have no idea what it means to represent Cain.” answered Alma. “Let us show you.”

“Oh? So that must mean you know exactly who I am? I’d assume Cain would at least tell you that much.”

“Knowing who you are, and respecting you are two different things,” answered Emma.

“It’s okay, I do not demand respect from a child. I only want them to know who sealed their fate,” Louise answered, showing a grin. Her eyes glowed with a faint light, but only for a moment.

“We need to finish this quickly,” said Arkasia quietly to Louise. “I’ll protect you while you chant. Let’s try to finish them in a single strike.”

“That would be ideal. They exude great deal of spiritual energy, however. Do not take them lightly,” Louise replied, raising her wand. Despite the warning, Louise didn’t seemed to be in fear, just cautious. Instead, she seemed to be looking forward to it.

“Noted,” said Arkasia sliding into position in front of Louise. Alma and her shared glances before Alma charged forward. Arkasia met her midway between Louise and Emma. The two swordsman clashed at an alarming speed. With her twin blades she was able to catch Alma at every available opening. Catching Alma’s hand she was able to disarm her as her weapon flipped up, and stuck into the rooftop. Arkasia held her blade at Alma’s throat.

Just as Arkasia was about to silence the woman forever, a shot rang out. Arkasia smirked and swatted the bullet with her other sword, but this slight distraction was enough to give Alma a chance to escape. Grabbing her sword she took up stance in front of Emma once again.

"Rep Marian, the others need our help." Selanus fired another round as he sprinted towards their rooftop. The target could be found another time, Alma and Emma were more pressing. He drew his falchion as he got closer, the twin blades that woman held would be extremely potent against him.

”Wind conditions are clear.” Anastas let loose his arrow from a nearby rooftop. As it drew closer, Selanus’ reaction was too late before impact. Expecting it to pierce him, he was confused when he felt something like a punch and his vision clouded by smoke. It was a white powder that had dispersed from a sack that replaced the head of the arrow. Scanning the rooftops to find the perpetrator, Anastas walked out to plain view from his concealed position, letting loose another shot which Selanus promptly dodged.

Clutching the impact spot, Selanus glared daggers at the archer. Since the arrow was non-lethal, he must've had other intentions. Glancing back at the reps, he saw that Alma had recovered and was now squaring off against the two women again.

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They are indeed troublesome... I feel my spiritual powers waning as time ticks. Is this one of the possible effects of that girl’s veil? If that’s the case… Louise pondered analytically, with a smile. It felt rather exciting to face challenging enemies. She then begun chanting sonorously with a serene and gentle tone of voice. "Eoruu Suunu Firu Yarunsakusa," she paused for a moment before continuing; gathering a tiny portion from her reserve of sacred powers. "Osu Suunu Uryu Ru Rado," she’d not be required to do this usually, but Louise needed to chant in order to create her usual blasts under this particular veil.

Alma narrowed her eyes at Louise and tried to read her lips. It was no spell that she knew of, so the timing would be strange to her. Holding her sword in one hand she placed a hand on her stomach, and waited for the right moment.

Louise stretched her wand forward. Pointing it straight towards the childish dancer who fortified the veil over the city - and was combating Leona IV’s veil at the same time - she targeted her with the intention of taking her dear life; aligning her position and direction of the wand towards her. It was her primary objective, after all. “They say that it’s only polite to come with presents, yes?” Louise said, casting her Explosion spell. The explosion took place - as abrupt as ever. The ear-deafeningly loud sound rang out on all eight directions; crumbling the roof apart.

Alma missed her window by a few seconds, but she could feel that the amount of power coming towards them was immense. Kicking Emma out of the way, the two were blown off the roof in different directions. Alma hit the side of the roof hard and ragdolled off the edge. Emma flew off the roof as she was caught by Marian. The veil the woman put up had lifted as the cursed army regained their senses, and Leona’s veil covered the area.

Selanus was about to face off against the archer when the explosion rocked the rooftops. Whipping his head towards the reps, he saw that Marian had Emma, but Alma lied on the ground. His body in motion before he knew it, he had shifted towards her, the shadows pooling around him as he reformed.

Hoisting her up, Selanus tried to move both of them to safety. Alma woke up as she felt herself moving. Seeing that it was in fact Selanus she smiled. “Well, I suppose I owe you one.” she said slowly standing on her own two feet. Her balance was shaky at first, but she soon stood up straight. She had taken worse hits than that. “Lets meet up with the others.”

Selanus let a genuine smile through, relieved she wasn't too injured. "Told you I don't disappoint. Just need to get rid of this damn powder." The white powder was jarring, he wouldn’t be able to sneak around properly with it.

Anastas was taken by surprise from the explosion, the moment he took to look that way was enough for Selanus to escape. He returned his attention to the source of the explosion where Arkasia and another woman stood. Confirming their condition, he looked onward to the battle. ”Demyan.” He called for his spirit who responded swiftly. Anastas notably smirked as he leaped from rooftop to rooftop, following his partner.

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“Time to clean up men! Engage the enemy!” yelled Arkasia from the roof top.

Owain smiled and lifted his sword, “You heard her!” He shouted beginning the “Clean up”.

Razta and Masaki took up formation in front of Owain. ”So, shall we have some †˜fun’, partner?” Masaki said to Razta with confidence. Razta turned and smiled. “I don’t know if this counts as fun. We could die here you know?” he said smirking. ”I know, that’s why we should †˜enjoy’ crushing them. Masaki crossed his arms in a confident way, even though that he knew that he could die if he was ambushed or made false moves.

“I’ll make sure these guys pay for all they have done.” Ari said in a low voice. “Alright, Gai let’s go.” Ari said as she had placed her hand on her chest, and a golem rose from one the stone buildings near her. Reymond stood at her side flipping through his book rapidly. “Yes, lets…” he said as sword began to circle her golem.

As the group pressed forward they soon found themselves in the thick of it. Masaki was having trouble staying focused in the battle, but Razta did his best to cover him. As they found themselves surrounded Owain came in saving them in the knick of time.

“Get in the game Masaki, I expect better” he said sweeping his massive sword, slicing several men in two at once, an unrelenting barrage of sword and shield, Owain caught the Cursed by surprise.

I knew it that it’s going to be like this, Even though I did well before. Masaki said as he stood on his knees and held his hand. The gems on his gloves still gave a faint glow, meaning that it didn’t absorb enough spirit energy. Masaki, you disappoint me. Get your self together and fight! Think of them as monsters that you killed back then before you joined the army! TouTetsuOh tried to give motivation for his master. I know! I’m trying to! Masaki stood back up, closed his eyes, and took a deep long breath. He readied his fighting stance and open his eyes as he released his breath. Let’s go! He shouted in his mind as he began punching nearby enemies that approached him.

Nero charged in grabbing enemy soldiers and smashing them into the pavement with his overwhelming strength. Laughing he he turned to see Owain doing just as well. As the two shared glances two enemies tried to attack their flank. Grabbing the enemy Nero held him by the neck. Owain deflected the attack towards him, and shield bashed him towards Nero. Nero grabbed the second man and began swinging them around rapidly. Then as he swung it up Owain brought his sword down. The momentum of the attack caused the enemies to almost burst into pieces. As the two warriors were both covered in blood they shared a hearty laugh.

“Not too bad, Nero” Owain laughed, breathing hard.

Nero pounded his chest with one hand. “These fools don’t know what great forces they have angered!”

“Hah” Owain chuckled as his sliced another enemy in half, “I’ll buy you a drink when this is over, so lets hurry this up” he goaded.

“Make it a strong one!” said Nero turning and walking into a group of enemies that were hassling his men as he waved to Owain.

Reymond and Ari were steadily taking out soldiers left and right, but Adelina needed some help a little ways away from them. Ari instructed him to help her as she had her golem to protect her. Reymond nodded and ran off to help. Suddenly a short figure moved in past her golem ripping a katana from its sheathe

“Don’t think you can get to me that easily!” Ari said as she blocked incoming attack. Ari then struck back at the cult member. The figure raised her sword deflecting the blow as her body was engulfed in flame. ”You’ll pay for what you took from me!” yelled the figure. Her child-like voice was muffled by a mask, but to Ari, it still sounded so familiar.

“That voice where have I heard it before.” Ari wonder. “No, this isn’t the time for that.” Ari then went in for another strike. As the girl moved in to attack again, Ari’s golem swung its spear and smacked the girl in the face shattering her mask, and knocking her to the ground. A few moments later the girl rose up grabbing her face peering at Ari through her fingers.

At that moment Ari stood still not believing who she was seeing. “T-There’s no way! This has to be a trick.” The girl stood up glaring at Ari. As Ari watched the girl stand she couldn’t help herself to try and get closer to check if she was who she thought she was. “A-Audrey is that really you…?”

“What is it to you?” answered the girl holding her blade. “I’m not falling for your tricks!”

“Audrey its me! Ari, your sister!” Ari said as put her hand over her chest, trying to convince her apparent sibling.

“Lies! She died a long time ago. My parents too! You scum left me with nothing…” she said watching Ari, and her Golem so she wouldn’t be caught off-guard again.

“What are you talking about! It was the cult who attacked our village eleven years ago. They’re the ones who killed our parent’s. I thought they killed you as well!” Ari claimed, almost sounding desperate.

“No! No, no, no, no!” Said Audrey, grabbing her head screaming. “Get away from me!” She took off into the battle disappearing from Ari’s sight. Ari stretched her hand forward as if wanting to say something and chase her.

Anastas covered his allies from the roof. With the enemies preoccupied he found it easy to pick off problematic targets before they could even get involved. “This is almost too easy Demyan,” he said as he knocked back another arrow before releasing it into a man’s head. As he saw the enemy Ari was facing flee he knocked back another arrow. A child? thought Anastas. After seeing the way Ari was reacting he stayed his hand.

“Why is she with them?!” Ari said as she tried to chase her. She was cut off by a group of enemy soldiers as they tried to stop her from reach their back lines. From behind, Adelina and Reymond joined her effort. With them, Ari was able to defeat the soldiers easily, but it would seem her target got away.