Tale of Spirits: The Cursed King(RP)
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheloneGentleman, Nooby2, BlinkXPoke,and Ezlare)
Marian placed Emma down once she was sure the girl could stand. “This is all going to shit. Dammit Soul!” she yelled. “This is why I wish †˜he’ came instead.” Alma and Selanus walked up to the group. Luckily the explosion didn’t knock her into the divine army.
“We need to move to the second plan early...I don’t think Soul is going to show up.” said Alma.
Marian looked at Selanus with a severe bloodlust. Grabbing his collar she pulled him towards her. “If your aunt wasn’t protecting you I’d wring your neck right now.” she said looking him in the eyes. Alma placed a hand on Marian’s shoulder.
“He couldn’t have known, and Charlotte leaving didn’t help either.” said Alma. “We will have to make due.”
“With all due respect, Representative Marian but letting those two women disrupt our veil and potentially incapacitate our representatives was something I wanted to prevent. We can ill afford another loss in manpower and better me than anyone more valuable.” He looked back at her, hoping that her being a commander, she’d understand. “Even if it were you, it’d matter not. The three of you are the ones running the show, I just try to keep it that way. My apologies.” Sonya raised her hand to try and get between them, but Marian's face told her not to even try.
“Ugh, you don’t get it.” said Marian shoving Selanus to the ground. “If Soul doesn’t show we will lose this. If we don’t find what we came for this will be for nothing, and it will be on your head. Not even †˜auntie’ can protect you at that point.” Luna smirked at the way Selanus was being treated. She wished that she would finish him off, and be done with him, but to her disappointment this didn’t happen.
"Heh, jackass. He should have just left her, we would have one less hindrance in this fight, then." Luna thought to herself. "If you are unable to protect yourself in battle, you might as well die now."
Alma looked at Luna with a less than approving gaze. “With that attitude its a wonder you haven’t died alone yet Luna. I fail to see what Charlotte saw in you” said Alma.
Sonya jumped in the middle of the two women. “Now now. That is no way to treat your allies. We are in this together right?” said Sonya in a weak attempt to keep the peace. She was hoping someone else would intervene.
“I’ll sound the retreat. We have to hold the bridges to buy time!” ordered Marian. Emma opened up a large veil for a moment so that Marian could send out a signal to all troops in the area.
Selanus moved off to the side after Marian berated him. He grabbed a nearby water barrel and doused himself, the cold water washing off the white powder and giving him a figurative wake up slap. ”It’s my fault Chief isn’t here, I can’t afford to jeopardize this for them anymore.” He wasn’t particularly slighted about not being in the loop, he knew how military organisations worked and he wasn’t high enough in the army hierarchy to matter.
Alma walked up to him. “She is always like this. You have to understand the pressure on her.” she said. “Me and Emma will do what we can. Keep your head clear.”
“I’m trying. Everything I do seems to displease her, even if I think it’s right.” Giving Alma a weak smile, he continued. “I still think saving you was the right decision and I’m not sure what we’re looking for… but I’ll give my all to get it.”
“Good we need everyone for this.” she said smiling. Turning she walked back to Marian and Emma.
Marian placed Emma down once she was sure the girl could stand. “This is all going to shit. Dammit Soul!” she yelled. “This is why I wish †˜he’ came instead.” Alma and Selanus walked up to the group. Luckily the explosion didn’t knock her into the divine army.
“We need to move to the second plan early...I don’t think Soul is going to show up.” said Alma.
Marian looked at Selanus with a severe bloodlust. Grabbing his collar she pulled him towards her. “If your aunt wasn’t protecting you I’d wring your neck right now.” she said looking him in the eyes. Alma placed a hand on Marian’s shoulder.
“He couldn’t have known, and Charlotte leaving didn’t help either.” said Alma. “We will have to make due.”
“With all due respect, Representative Marian but letting those two women disrupt our veil and potentially incapacitate our representatives was something I wanted to prevent. We can ill afford another loss in manpower and better me than anyone more valuable.” He looked back at her, hoping that her being a commander, she’d understand. “Even if it were you, it’d matter not. The three of you are the ones running the show, I just try to keep it that way. My apologies.” Sonya raised her hand to try and get between them, but Marian's face told her not to even try.
“Ugh, you don’t get it.” said Marian shoving Selanus to the ground. “If Soul doesn’t show we will lose this. If we don’t find what we came for this will be for nothing, and it will be on your head. Not even †˜auntie’ can protect you at that point.” Luna smirked at the way Selanus was being treated. She wished that she would finish him off, and be done with him, but to her disappointment this didn’t happen.
"Heh, jackass. He should have just left her, we would have one less hindrance in this fight, then." Luna thought to herself. "If you are unable to protect yourself in battle, you might as well die now."
Alma looked at Luna with a less than approving gaze. “With that attitude its a wonder you haven’t died alone yet Luna. I fail to see what Charlotte saw in you” said Alma.
Sonya jumped in the middle of the two women. “Now now. That is no way to treat your allies. We are in this together right?” said Sonya in a weak attempt to keep the peace. She was hoping someone else would intervene.
“I’ll sound the retreat. We have to hold the bridges to buy time!” ordered Marian. Emma opened up a large veil for a moment so that Marian could send out a signal to all troops in the area.
Selanus moved off to the side after Marian berated him. He grabbed a nearby water barrel and doused himself, the cold water washing off the white powder and giving him a figurative wake up slap. ”It’s my fault Chief isn’t here, I can’t afford to jeopardize this for them anymore.” He wasn’t particularly slighted about not being in the loop, he knew how military organisations worked and he wasn’t high enough in the army hierarchy to matter.
Alma walked up to him. “She is always like this. You have to understand the pressure on her.” she said. “Me and Emma will do what we can. Keep your head clear.”
“I’m trying. Everything I do seems to displease her, even if I think it’s right.” Giving Alma a weak smile, he continued. “I still think saving you was the right decision and I’m not sure what we’re looking for… but I’ll give my all to get it.”
“Good we need everyone for this.” she said smiling. Turning she walked back to Marian and Emma.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman, Cinia Pacifica, Bagman.)
Arkasia turned to Louise. “Good work, it looks like they are turning tail. This is played out just how we wanted,” said Arkasia. “Now to put the nail in the coffin. We push them to the bridge, and back them into a corner to be slaughtered.”
“We should try to eliminate them, they are the representatives - at least judging from how powerful they appear to be,” Louise suggested, still ready to cast a spell any time.
“If they are, I am kind of disappointed. Of course we planned for them, but this is just pathetic. I guess fighting in our land is harder for them then we thought,” she said smirking. “Can you take me back to my men? I need to issue the attack formation.”
“You’re underestimating them. That girl’s veil held up against the combined efforts of our Queen and my squad’s veil. Maybe we got lucky this time,” Louise stated, not willing to think for a moment that they’re weaker than they seem to be. More like, not wanting to, underestimation is what leads to an incorrect decision. Despite being fairly confident person.
“Perhaps, but we need to push the advantage. We can’t allow them to gather their forces.”
“I shall take us back then,” Louise nodded, abiding by the request. She raised her wand to the air in front of her. A white portal opened before the two. “Off you go,” Louise gave her a push once again, then watched it close. She then made yet another portal, and elegantly strolled into it.
Appearing next to Owain and Nero who were overseeing the battle she smiled. “Push them to the bridges its time wipe the filth from our city,” ordered Arkasia. Nero saluted, and looked to Owain with a grin.
“You act as if we weren’t already doing that” Owain smiled back, saluting.
“Heh, I guess you are right. I’m surprised that Soul hasn’t shown yet.” said Arkasia. “If this is the way the battle is going to go we might be a little bored.”
“I’m sure there are stronger people defending the bridges, I’m pumped” Owain said readying himself
“You have your orders. Move out!” yelled Arkasia. She turned to the rest of her men on the rear guard team. “Let’s get those barricades up. We can’t be taken by surprise!”
Arkasia turned to Louise. “Good work, it looks like they are turning tail. This is played out just how we wanted,” said Arkasia. “Now to put the nail in the coffin. We push them to the bridge, and back them into a corner to be slaughtered.”
“We should try to eliminate them, they are the representatives - at least judging from how powerful they appear to be,” Louise suggested, still ready to cast a spell any time.
“If they are, I am kind of disappointed. Of course we planned for them, but this is just pathetic. I guess fighting in our land is harder for them then we thought,” she said smirking. “Can you take me back to my men? I need to issue the attack formation.”
“You’re underestimating them. That girl’s veil held up against the combined efforts of our Queen and my squad’s veil. Maybe we got lucky this time,” Louise stated, not willing to think for a moment that they’re weaker than they seem to be. More like, not wanting to, underestimation is what leads to an incorrect decision. Despite being fairly confident person.
“Perhaps, but we need to push the advantage. We can’t allow them to gather their forces.”
“I shall take us back then,” Louise nodded, abiding by the request. She raised her wand to the air in front of her. A white portal opened before the two. “Off you go,” Louise gave her a push once again, then watched it close. She then made yet another portal, and elegantly strolled into it.
Appearing next to Owain and Nero who were overseeing the battle she smiled. “Push them to the bridges its time wipe the filth from our city,” ordered Arkasia. Nero saluted, and looked to Owain with a grin.
“You act as if we weren’t already doing that” Owain smiled back, saluting.
“Heh, I guess you are right. I’m surprised that Soul hasn’t shown yet.” said Arkasia. “If this is the way the battle is going to go we might be a little bored.”
“I’m sure there are stronger people defending the bridges, I’m pumped” Owain said readying himself
“You have your orders. Move out!” yelled Arkasia. She turned to the rest of her men on the rear guard team. “Let’s get those barricades up. We can’t be taken by surprise!”
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"(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Bagman, Ezlare, and Nooby2)
The divine army had successfully pushed the cursed to the bridges that separate the two parts of the city. Owain, and his group were on the smaller bridge to the south while Nero took his men, and traveled down the northern bridge.
Across the way Owain could see Marian. A swordswoman with a large sword stood in front of her,to the right side was a man in a damp uniform, and finally to her left a silver haired girl . The man was holding a pistol with a falchion in his other hand, and the girl a whip that she twirled with a twisted smile across her face. Since Alma, and Emma weren’t there Owain assumed that they were on the other bridge. The group had a small force of soldier, but not enough to be called an army.
Owain stepped forward but was reluctant to make a run on his enemy. He knew that a mindless charge against these foes spelt certain death.
“Certainly, I thought there would be more of you,” Owain said.
“We will be enough.” answered Marian with her arms crossed. Lowering her arms slowly she drew both of her thin blades.
“In a rush?” Owain asked smiling, “No need to be so hasty.” Owain frowned internally, it was against his moral code to fight women seriously, exception being Arkasia, so he switched to the blunt of his blade.
Marian’s keen eyes spotted this as she laughed. “Chivalry eh? I guess you knights really hang on that don’t you?” joked Marian. Luna scoffed at this, and stepped out in front of Marian. “I hate people like this.” she said dragging her sword. “I will be your opponent, knight” she said staring down at Owain.
Owain was about to make a remark but decided that against this opponent it might not be the best idea. Instead he readied his weapon. “If you insist” Owain said, his face showing his determination.
Luna began walking towards Owain at a brisk pace. Marian and Selanus followed behind her. “If you don’t want to start I will make the first move.” said Luna with a serious expression.
Owain similarly walked forward, readying his shield. “Be my guest” he said, smirking.
As the two groups got close Luna broke into a sprint carrying her sword over her shoulder. Digging her foot deep she tore off at a speed that Owain did not see coming and closed the gap. Luckily the bridge was long and he still had time to react. Raising his shield he narrowly blocked the overhead attack.
Razta’s eyes opened wide as he saw the girl moving with that much speed. “Captain!” yelled Razta as he was ready to move in and help. Luckily he didn’t need to.
“You’re fast, but I’ve fought with faster” Owain said, feeling the vibrations of the attack through his shield. It was his turn. He made a sidewards swipe against her with the blunt of his blade. Luna rolled to the opposite side, and jumped back. “Not bad” said Luna as she gripped her sword tightly.
Selanus observed the two go head to head as the rest of the heavy knights team hung back. "The target..." Selanus narrowed his eyes as he saw Razta across the span, now torn between his loyalties. "Rep Marian, the target is in the back, the shirtless man.Your orders?" Deciding discretion was the better part of valor, he decided to stick with her.
“You can’t get to him as long as they are together. Wait for your chance.” answered Marian
Nodding his affirmation, Selanus tightened the grip on Nadir. He scanned around him, keeping an eye out for the archer as well.
"Rep. Marian, is this bridge a strategic resource?"
“No, what is your point?” she answered.
"With sufficient force from these, I believe I could destabilize the bridge." Selanus indicated the small bandolier at his hips. "That would leave a bottleneck for the scion and buy us more time."
“With us on it? That sounds like a terrible idea. It will take time, but we should -” said Marian before she was interrupted by a tremendous roar that almost deafened her.
The divine army had successfully pushed the cursed to the bridges that separate the two parts of the city. Owain, and his group were on the smaller bridge to the south while Nero took his men, and traveled down the northern bridge.
Across the way Owain could see Marian. A swordswoman with a large sword stood in front of her,to the right side was a man in a damp uniform, and finally to her left a silver haired girl . The man was holding a pistol with a falchion in his other hand, and the girl a whip that she twirled with a twisted smile across her face. Since Alma, and Emma weren’t there Owain assumed that they were on the other bridge. The group had a small force of soldier, but not enough to be called an army.
Owain stepped forward but was reluctant to make a run on his enemy. He knew that a mindless charge against these foes spelt certain death.
“Certainly, I thought there would be more of you,” Owain said.
“We will be enough.” answered Marian with her arms crossed. Lowering her arms slowly she drew both of her thin blades.
“In a rush?” Owain asked smiling, “No need to be so hasty.” Owain frowned internally, it was against his moral code to fight women seriously, exception being Arkasia, so he switched to the blunt of his blade.
Marian’s keen eyes spotted this as she laughed. “Chivalry eh? I guess you knights really hang on that don’t you?” joked Marian. Luna scoffed at this, and stepped out in front of Marian. “I hate people like this.” she said dragging her sword. “I will be your opponent, knight” she said staring down at Owain.
Owain was about to make a remark but decided that against this opponent it might not be the best idea. Instead he readied his weapon. “If you insist” Owain said, his face showing his determination.
Luna began walking towards Owain at a brisk pace. Marian and Selanus followed behind her. “If you don’t want to start I will make the first move.” said Luna with a serious expression.
Owain similarly walked forward, readying his shield. “Be my guest” he said, smirking.
As the two groups got close Luna broke into a sprint carrying her sword over her shoulder. Digging her foot deep she tore off at a speed that Owain did not see coming and closed the gap. Luckily the bridge was long and he still had time to react. Raising his shield he narrowly blocked the overhead attack.
Razta’s eyes opened wide as he saw the girl moving with that much speed. “Captain!” yelled Razta as he was ready to move in and help. Luckily he didn’t need to.
“You’re fast, but I’ve fought with faster” Owain said, feeling the vibrations of the attack through his shield. It was his turn. He made a sidewards swipe against her with the blunt of his blade. Luna rolled to the opposite side, and jumped back. “Not bad” said Luna as she gripped her sword tightly.
Selanus observed the two go head to head as the rest of the heavy knights team hung back. "The target..." Selanus narrowed his eyes as he saw Razta across the span, now torn between his loyalties. "Rep Marian, the target is in the back, the shirtless man.Your orders?" Deciding discretion was the better part of valor, he decided to stick with her.
“You can’t get to him as long as they are together. Wait for your chance.” answered Marian
Nodding his affirmation, Selanus tightened the grip on Nadir. He scanned around him, keeping an eye out for the archer as well.
"Rep. Marian, is this bridge a strategic resource?"
“No, what is your point?” she answered.
"With sufficient force from these, I believe I could destabilize the bridge." Selanus indicated the small bandolier at his hips. "That would leave a bottleneck for the scion and buy us more time."
“With us on it? That sounds like a terrible idea. It will take time, but we should -” said Marian before she was interrupted by a tremendous roar that almost deafened her.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman, Cinia Pacifica.)
On the opposite bridge Nero was thinking about how to approach the two women. He didn’t know much about their abilities. Also being in this narrow space made him feel nervous. Suddenly a short blonde walked up beside him.
“High priestess?” Nero asked as he looked down to Louise.
“We’re going after those two, I assume that’s alright with you?” Louise asked, looking up to the taller iron clad figure of a man. It’s better than being with princess for now, I suppose.
Nero cracked his knuckles. “Of course it is.” he answered. “I will lead.” Focusing his body as it turned harder than steel he took off for the representatives.
“We could just teleport… ” Louise’s voice trailed off as she witnessed the knight run. “I suppose I’ll just beat him to it,” Louise said, entering yet another dimensional gate conjured in the air via her magic.
Nero jumped when close, and tried to come in like a boulder to crush the two. Alma and Emma jump to the side with ease avoiding the attack. “Dammit,” Nero cursed as he tried to regain his stance. Alma brought her sword down, but as she did, she felt the result from Louise’s attack, and her shoulder locked up making her narrowly miss the man.
“Oh, we meet again,” Louise said with a smirk as she appeared from beside Nero through a magical white hole. “Lovely,” she commented, looking at the lady who seemed to be before her. “I’m counting on you to protect me again - I’d ask you to distract her, but that may be asking for far too much?” Louise said with a questioning gaze as she smiled sheepishly. He is far too brash and reckless for her tastes, but such a defender would probably do just fine. She looked back and forth between the representatives and Nero.
”A shield I can be,” he said almost embarrassed. Standing up straight he moved in front of Louise.
Emma began to dance as the spirits of the soldiers behind her began to sing as a crazy expression creeped across her face. Alma began to sway left and right as she swung her blade rapidly, but she was no where near Nero or Louise.
“What the hell are they doing?” asked Nero very confused. As he was trying to figure it out he heard a loud roar come from the forest nearby. As he listened closer, he could hear loud footsteps.
On the opposite bridge Nero was thinking about how to approach the two women. He didn’t know much about their abilities. Also being in this narrow space made him feel nervous. Suddenly a short blonde walked up beside him.
“High priestess?” Nero asked as he looked down to Louise.
“We’re going after those two, I assume that’s alright with you?” Louise asked, looking up to the taller iron clad figure of a man. It’s better than being with princess for now, I suppose.
Nero cracked his knuckles. “Of course it is.” he answered. “I will lead.” Focusing his body as it turned harder than steel he took off for the representatives.
“We could just teleport… ” Louise’s voice trailed off as she witnessed the knight run. “I suppose I’ll just beat him to it,” Louise said, entering yet another dimensional gate conjured in the air via her magic.
Nero jumped when close, and tried to come in like a boulder to crush the two. Alma and Emma jump to the side with ease avoiding the attack. “Dammit,” Nero cursed as he tried to regain his stance. Alma brought her sword down, but as she did, she felt the result from Louise’s attack, and her shoulder locked up making her narrowly miss the man.
“Oh, we meet again,” Louise said with a smirk as she appeared from beside Nero through a magical white hole. “Lovely,” she commented, looking at the lady who seemed to be before her. “I’m counting on you to protect me again - I’d ask you to distract her, but that may be asking for far too much?” Louise said with a questioning gaze as she smiled sheepishly. He is far too brash and reckless for her tastes, but such a defender would probably do just fine. She looked back and forth between the representatives and Nero.
”A shield I can be,” he said almost embarrassed. Standing up straight he moved in front of Louise.
Emma began to dance as the spirits of the soldiers behind her began to sing as a crazy expression creeped across her face. Alma began to sway left and right as she swung her blade rapidly, but she was no where near Nero or Louise.
“What the hell are they doing?” asked Nero very confused. As he was trying to figure it out he heard a loud roar come from the forest nearby. As he listened closer, he could hear loud footsteps.
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Cinia Pacifica, Nooby2, and BlinkXPoke)
“Something big is… approaching,” Louise stated as she looked towards the mountain, noting a large presence. “We should flee temporarily,” she advised.
Tearing down the mountain path, a grotesque beast approached the bridges. Nero grabbed Louise, and ran as the beast leapt onto the bridge. The beast was in the shape of a large tiger with sharp bones sticking out. They moved sickeningly with each of the beast’s pained breaths. Suddenly a figure leapt off its back, landing next to Alma and Emma. Running a hand through her blonde hair she showed herself to be Charlotte. She was wearing the torn remains of the leather Arkasian armor.
Growling at Nero and Louise, the beast then turned its attention to the smaller lower bridge. Leaping from the bridge, it balled itself up bowling down the bridge. Slamming the supports under the bridge it began to rock back, and forth. The bridge would soon give way.
“W-Was that Soul?” said Sonya said as she struggled to keep her balance.
“What is that idiot thinking?!” yelled Marian.
Soul gave the bridge one more go, and the whole thing crumbled sending everyone on it into the forest below.
As Selanus tumbled off the bridge with the rest of them, his form began to split up as he called upon Astaroth’s power. The shadows weaved through the falling rubble and he reformed next to Marian, grabbing her just as he phased out again. It was difficult to continue holding Marian during the shift and Selanus was unable to maintain his form, forced to re-materialize just as they entered the canopy.
They hit the ground none too gently, although the shift slowed them down and allowed Selanus to take the brunt of the impact. His hat rolled off, just as nearby foliage and leaf litter scattered away.
Nero put down Louise as she ushered him to, looking down at the rubble of the now-crushed bridge at the next moment. “Hmph, you’re wide open, you know,” she said, taking aim. Pointing the wand towards the tiger that rampaged; casting her explosion spell. She no longer required herself to chant for it. With the veil put up by Leona, she gained substantial advantage. Focusing - she channeled a pint of her spiritual powers - then unleashing her explosive spell upon the grotesque tiger. An ear-deafeningly loud resounded across the city yet again. This time originating from directly within the despicably ugly monster - blasting it’s body - it’s innards flipped out; falling over the rubble of the bridge as the debris cleared.
Arkasia eyes opened wide as she looked over the battle from a tower in the commons. “Send a unit to recover Owain’s unit! I’m going to assist bridge team 2.” she yelled as she leaped off the tower using her wind to guide her down. The soldier with her saluted and ran off the relay the message.
A loud scream echoed as the beast was split apart and its innards rained over the forest. Charlotte snapped and dashed towards Louise in a blind rage, but Arkasia jumped in blocking the blow. The woman’s strength was immense, and Arkasia found herself being pushed back. Charlotte arced her large blade; swinging - sending Arkasia flying back across the bridge as she hammered her with it.
“Sir!” Nero yelled as he rushed over to help her.
“Oh dear,” Louise uttered, seeing Arkasia fly backwards away from her and Nero. She shook her head nonchalantly, and looked at the enemies in front of her with a smirk. She leapt backwards - not facing away - entering the glowing portal that she opened behind her. Then appeared beside Arkasia as the portal opened beside her. “Now you know that you can’t underestimate them, Arkasia?” Louise asked with a smile, looking down, then shifting her vision to the enemies.
As the two sides stared each other down. Alma was the first to ready herself, holding her prized weapon in front of her. Nero took stance raising his first as his knuckles hardened under his gauntlets. Charlotte scoffed at him as she just held her sword across her shoulders.
“We have to be careful of that one…” said Arkasia picking up her two blades as she readied her stance. Emma returned Arkasia’s glance with a smile and began to move side to side as she continued her dancing.
Louise readied herself. Drawing more magical powers from her reserve; her eyes gave a faint glint of silvery light, but it subsequently vanished - her eyes seemingly now normal. Putting her wand at bay, she opted to stand normally as she usually does; dignified. She feared no one in the world. “The problematic one would be the seemingly younger girl. I’m wondering how we should go about this. Fight a veil with a veil, or just use my usual attacks…” Louise said, pondering to herself out loud.
“We will be on an almost even ground until our Queen moves up with her veil. Until then, we need to depend on your veil, Louise,” answered Arkasia.
As they were trying to come up with a plan, Alma dashed in running her hand along the length of her blade. Nero pounded his fist together before moving to intercept her. Sadly the woman moved faster than he could react, and she slipped behind him with ease. Arkasia was quick to react, and shoved Louise out of the way just as Alma brought her sword down in between them. Nero turned to try, and help the two.
Charlotte dashed in with the big oaf as her target. Nero heard faint footstep, but registered them too late to react to them. Charlotte flipped up and brought her blade down on Nero’s head. The impact make a loud ringing sound as it met with his armored body, and sent him crashing to the ground. Arkasia slashed upwards as a distraction as she spun swiftly trying to catch Alma’s sword arm. Making a cut clean across the woman’s arm she gritted her teeth in pain.
“Alma!” yelled Emma as she tried to focus on a different memory. “Please be something good!” She thought back of when she murdered her own parents, and how it made her feel. She began to laugh maniacally as a red aura shot out. Charlotte and Alma looked at their prey with twisted smiles.
“Something big is… approaching,” Louise stated as she looked towards the mountain, noting a large presence. “We should flee temporarily,” she advised.
Tearing down the mountain path, a grotesque beast approached the bridges. Nero grabbed Louise, and ran as the beast leapt onto the bridge. The beast was in the shape of a large tiger with sharp bones sticking out. They moved sickeningly with each of the beast’s pained breaths. Suddenly a figure leapt off its back, landing next to Alma and Emma. Running a hand through her blonde hair she showed herself to be Charlotte. She was wearing the torn remains of the leather Arkasian armor.
Growling at Nero and Louise, the beast then turned its attention to the smaller lower bridge. Leaping from the bridge, it balled itself up bowling down the bridge. Slamming the supports under the bridge it began to rock back, and forth. The bridge would soon give way.
“W-Was that Soul?” said Sonya said as she struggled to keep her balance.
“What is that idiot thinking?!” yelled Marian.
Soul gave the bridge one more go, and the whole thing crumbled sending everyone on it into the forest below.
As Selanus tumbled off the bridge with the rest of them, his form began to split up as he called upon Astaroth’s power. The shadows weaved through the falling rubble and he reformed next to Marian, grabbing her just as he phased out again. It was difficult to continue holding Marian during the shift and Selanus was unable to maintain his form, forced to re-materialize just as they entered the canopy.
They hit the ground none too gently, although the shift slowed them down and allowed Selanus to take the brunt of the impact. His hat rolled off, just as nearby foliage and leaf litter scattered away.
Nero put down Louise as she ushered him to, looking down at the rubble of the now-crushed bridge at the next moment. “Hmph, you’re wide open, you know,” she said, taking aim. Pointing the wand towards the tiger that rampaged; casting her explosion spell. She no longer required herself to chant for it. With the veil put up by Leona, she gained substantial advantage. Focusing - she channeled a pint of her spiritual powers - then unleashing her explosive spell upon the grotesque tiger. An ear-deafeningly loud resounded across the city yet again. This time originating from directly within the despicably ugly monster - blasting it’s body - it’s innards flipped out; falling over the rubble of the bridge as the debris cleared.
Arkasia eyes opened wide as she looked over the battle from a tower in the commons. “Send a unit to recover Owain’s unit! I’m going to assist bridge team 2.” she yelled as she leaped off the tower using her wind to guide her down. The soldier with her saluted and ran off the relay the message.
A loud scream echoed as the beast was split apart and its innards rained over the forest. Charlotte snapped and dashed towards Louise in a blind rage, but Arkasia jumped in blocking the blow. The woman’s strength was immense, and Arkasia found herself being pushed back. Charlotte arced her large blade; swinging - sending Arkasia flying back across the bridge as she hammered her with it.
“Sir!” Nero yelled as he rushed over to help her.
“Oh dear,” Louise uttered, seeing Arkasia fly backwards away from her and Nero. She shook her head nonchalantly, and looked at the enemies in front of her with a smirk. She leapt backwards - not facing away - entering the glowing portal that she opened behind her. Then appeared beside Arkasia as the portal opened beside her. “Now you know that you can’t underestimate them, Arkasia?” Louise asked with a smile, looking down, then shifting her vision to the enemies.
As the two sides stared each other down. Alma was the first to ready herself, holding her prized weapon in front of her. Nero took stance raising his first as his knuckles hardened under his gauntlets. Charlotte scoffed at him as she just held her sword across her shoulders.
“We have to be careful of that one…” said Arkasia picking up her two blades as she readied her stance. Emma returned Arkasia’s glance with a smile and began to move side to side as she continued her dancing.
Louise readied herself. Drawing more magical powers from her reserve; her eyes gave a faint glint of silvery light, but it subsequently vanished - her eyes seemingly now normal. Putting her wand at bay, she opted to stand normally as she usually does; dignified. She feared no one in the world. “The problematic one would be the seemingly younger girl. I’m wondering how we should go about this. Fight a veil with a veil, or just use my usual attacks…” Louise said, pondering to herself out loud.
“We will be on an almost even ground until our Queen moves up with her veil. Until then, we need to depend on your veil, Louise,” answered Arkasia.
As they were trying to come up with a plan, Alma dashed in running her hand along the length of her blade. Nero pounded his fist together before moving to intercept her. Sadly the woman moved faster than he could react, and she slipped behind him with ease. Arkasia was quick to react, and shoved Louise out of the way just as Alma brought her sword down in between them. Nero turned to try, and help the two.
Charlotte dashed in with the big oaf as her target. Nero heard faint footstep, but registered them too late to react to them. Charlotte flipped up and brought her blade down on Nero’s head. The impact make a loud ringing sound as it met with his armored body, and sent him crashing to the ground. Arkasia slashed upwards as a distraction as she spun swiftly trying to catch Alma’s sword arm. Making a cut clean across the woman’s arm she gritted her teeth in pain.
“Alma!” yelled Emma as she tried to focus on a different memory. “Please be something good!” She thought back of when she murdered her own parents, and how it made her feel. She began to laugh maniacally as a red aura shot out. Charlotte and Alma looked at their prey with twisted smiles.
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BlinkXPoke
Cards and Hugs abound
(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman, Nooby2, and BlinkXPoke)
Selanus had taken the majority of the fall for Marian and was knocked out cold on impact. He woke up to Marian slapping him back and forth.
“Wake up already!” she yelled trying to get him to come to.
Selanus could hardly feel his cheeks anymore, evidence of Marian's efforts. "Glad to see you're alright too." He dusted himself off as he rose to his feet unsteadily, checking his body to see if there were any bad injuries. Feeling an empty space where his hat should have been, he set about looking for it. His vision was still blurry and he took a moment to locate it amongst the foliage. Stumbling over, he picked it up and returned it to its rightful spot. ”Orders, Representative?”
“We need to try, and find the others. We regroup, and hunt them down one by one. That idiot might have been planning this all along.” answered Marian.
"Understood, I'll be sneaking around for a bit. With Chief, you can never really know." Selanus readied his weapons called upon the shadows once more, fading out as he began to stalk the woods.
Marian followed Selanus’ path as he moved through the forest. So far she couldn’t see anyone or make out any track. But since they were heading back towards the city they were sure to find someone sooner or later. “I guess this kid has more use than I thought.” she said as she watched Selanus travel through the forest.
Sonya woke up to a terrible headache. As she touched her hand to his face she felt damp as blood ran down her face. She took quite a hit from the fall, and she wasn’t sure where she was. Suddenly, she spotted Razta and Adelina walking through the forest, and hid behind a tree.
“I didn’t ask you to save me, Razta.” said Adelina. “But...thanks”
Razta smiled. “Isn’t that my job as-” he said before he was punched in stomach.
“Let’s hurry up, and find the others. Save that..for later.” she responded as she began to walk again.
Their footsteps startled Sonya. She kept hidden as she let them pass by her, praying she would go unnoticed. She had dropped her whip during her fall, so she was defenseless. All she had was the magical doll she carries with her. She held it tightly in her hand. She knew the capabilities of its magic, but wasn’t sure when it would take effect. Sonya tried pointing towards the two, stealthily, as well as squeezing the doll hard to try to activate its voodoo-like effect, but to no avail. Maybe with my spirit’s help…? This was a method she had not tried yet. However, now was too risky to try. She would need to attempt it if she was discovered, but for now, she stayed low and quietly observed the two Scion soldiers.
“Dammit we got knocked farther than I thought. Reymond must have slowed us and glided us down. It still felt like getting hit like a truck.” complained Adelina.
“What was that thing anyways? Did they summon another monster?” asked Razta. They two were completely oblivious to Sonya as they began to walk farther away from her. It seems that she would be safe for now.
Sonya let out a long sigh of relief. She looked around to to try to find an ally, and found two figures. She hid once again, peeking to make sure they were Cursed soldiers. As it turned out, it was Marian and Selanus. Feeling safe, she stepped out of her hiding place and called out to them. “Marian, Selanus, over here!” She yelled, waving her hands so that they could find her more easily.
Selanus had taken the majority of the fall for Marian and was knocked out cold on impact. He woke up to Marian slapping him back and forth.
“Wake up already!” she yelled trying to get him to come to.
Selanus could hardly feel his cheeks anymore, evidence of Marian's efforts. "Glad to see you're alright too." He dusted himself off as he rose to his feet unsteadily, checking his body to see if there were any bad injuries. Feeling an empty space where his hat should have been, he set about looking for it. His vision was still blurry and he took a moment to locate it amongst the foliage. Stumbling over, he picked it up and returned it to its rightful spot. ”Orders, Representative?”
“We need to try, and find the others. We regroup, and hunt them down one by one. That idiot might have been planning this all along.” answered Marian.
"Understood, I'll be sneaking around for a bit. With Chief, you can never really know." Selanus readied his weapons called upon the shadows once more, fading out as he began to stalk the woods.
Marian followed Selanus’ path as he moved through the forest. So far she couldn’t see anyone or make out any track. But since they were heading back towards the city they were sure to find someone sooner or later. “I guess this kid has more use than I thought.” she said as she watched Selanus travel through the forest.
Sonya woke up to a terrible headache. As she touched her hand to his face she felt damp as blood ran down her face. She took quite a hit from the fall, and she wasn’t sure where she was. Suddenly, she spotted Razta and Adelina walking through the forest, and hid behind a tree.
“I didn’t ask you to save me, Razta.” said Adelina. “But...thanks”
Razta smiled. “Isn’t that my job as-” he said before he was punched in stomach.
“Let’s hurry up, and find the others. Save that..for later.” she responded as she began to walk again.
Their footsteps startled Sonya. She kept hidden as she let them pass by her, praying she would go unnoticed. She had dropped her whip during her fall, so she was defenseless. All she had was the magical doll she carries with her. She held it tightly in her hand. She knew the capabilities of its magic, but wasn’t sure when it would take effect. Sonya tried pointing towards the two, stealthily, as well as squeezing the doll hard to try to activate its voodoo-like effect, but to no avail. Maybe with my spirit’s help…? This was a method she had not tried yet. However, now was too risky to try. She would need to attempt it if she was discovered, but for now, she stayed low and quietly observed the two Scion soldiers.
“Dammit we got knocked farther than I thought. Reymond must have slowed us and glided us down. It still felt like getting hit like a truck.” complained Adelina.
“What was that thing anyways? Did they summon another monster?” asked Razta. They two were completely oblivious to Sonya as they began to walk farther away from her. It seems that she would be safe for now.
Sonya let out a long sigh of relief. She looked around to to try to find an ally, and found two figures. She hid once again, peeking to make sure they were Cursed soldiers. As it turned out, it was Marian and Selanus. Feeling safe, she stepped out of her hiding place and called out to them. “Marian, Selanus, over here!” She yelled, waving her hands so that they could find her more easily.
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(Joint Post starring: Valentine_K1S5 and Katsucha)
Ari was able to use her golems in various ways to protect her and Anastas. Using the bridge itself as a catalyst for her golems to assist them. She saw about where everyone landed, but Ari and Anastas now needed to find their comrades before something else did. ”The others have been scattered badly. We should make haste, ma’am.” Anastas had his bow at the ready, taking formation by Ari.
“Alright, but which way first? It seem like everyone landed in different spots from what I saw.” Ari said as she wonder which way to go.
”Demyan.” Anastas called. Responding promptly, they debated internally the situation. He gave a nod and murmured to himself before replying to Ari. ”The caster is nearby, Demyan also detects another presence near him as well.” He pointed in the direction past Ari, the other side of the demolished bridge.
“Okay, I just hope Reymond is with an ally now.” Ari said, summoning one of her golems.
”Let’s not leave that to chance,” He remarked, ”Considering that Demyan is already acquainted with all of our team’s unique smells, it’s likely hostile.” Wearing a cold expression,they made their way beyond the ruins of the bridge.
“Hey Anasta how far you think we are from him now?” Ari asked as she tried to run as fast as she could. No matter how far they ran the forest all looked the same. They had to hope they were still going the right way, and that when they got their their comrade would still be in one piece.
”He fell somewhat the same distance from the bridge as us. Keeping that in mind, I assume we’re more than halfway there.” Anastas tried to remain composed, he kept his pace to that with Ari and made note of any landmark they passed along the way. ”Are you worried he can’t handle what’s against him?”
“I-It’s just that I always defeated him easily one on one! I’m not sure if he could handle the real thing if its just him.” Ari said remembering back to the two practice matches they had.
”Oh?” Anastas hummed curiously, ”You shouldn’t judge a man on what he does in the playing field.” reciting an old saying from his village. ”Still, I can understand your concern. No telling what even he is capable of in dire straits.”
“Well, I hope you’re right,” Ari said, still feeling worried.
Ari was able to use her golems in various ways to protect her and Anastas. Using the bridge itself as a catalyst for her golems to assist them. She saw about where everyone landed, but Ari and Anastas now needed to find their comrades before something else did. ”The others have been scattered badly. We should make haste, ma’am.” Anastas had his bow at the ready, taking formation by Ari.
“Alright, but which way first? It seem like everyone landed in different spots from what I saw.” Ari said as she wonder which way to go.
”Demyan.” Anastas called. Responding promptly, they debated internally the situation. He gave a nod and murmured to himself before replying to Ari. ”The caster is nearby, Demyan also detects another presence near him as well.” He pointed in the direction past Ari, the other side of the demolished bridge.
“Okay, I just hope Reymond is with an ally now.” Ari said, summoning one of her golems.
”Let’s not leave that to chance,” He remarked, ”Considering that Demyan is already acquainted with all of our team’s unique smells, it’s likely hostile.” Wearing a cold expression,they made their way beyond the ruins of the bridge.
“Hey Anasta how far you think we are from him now?” Ari asked as she tried to run as fast as she could. No matter how far they ran the forest all looked the same. They had to hope they were still going the right way, and that when they got their their comrade would still be in one piece.
”He fell somewhat the same distance from the bridge as us. Keeping that in mind, I assume we’re more than halfway there.” Anastas tried to remain composed, he kept his pace to that with Ari and made note of any landmark they passed along the way. ”Are you worried he can’t handle what’s against him?”
“I-It’s just that I always defeated him easily one on one! I’m not sure if he could handle the real thing if its just him.” Ari said remembering back to the two practice matches they had.
”Oh?” Anastas hummed curiously, ”You shouldn’t judge a man on what he does in the playing field.” reciting an old saying from his village. ”Still, I can understand your concern. No telling what even he is capable of in dire straits.”
“Well, I hope you’re right,” Ari said, still feeling worried.
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman,Ezlare,Valentine_K1S5 and Katsucha)
Reymond was able to use a spell to slow the descent of most of the party, but a piece of the bridge knocked him out cold as they fell. So he wasn’t sure if they all landed safely. Waking up dazed, he looked around as he saw a woman in red armor starting to come to as well. As Reymond looked around his sword was no where to be found, but his book was a little ways from where he was. Snatching it, he stood up backing away from the woman.
Luna awoke to a man holding a spellbook towards her, petrified. Still groggy from the fall she stared into his eyes and rose to her feet. Luna, finding her sword lodged through a stray cursed soldier's chest, easily hoisted it out and promptly held the bloody steel blade over her shoulder as her blood red eyes close then open again to the man backing away, then gave a smile that would frighten any man.
She cared not for how the two ended up the way they did, she had her sights set on Reymond and only him.
"...Scared, are we?" She asked.
Reymond looked at the woman and gripped his book tight. “Never again…” he said in a dark voice. His book began to flip through its pages rapidly as he rose his hand over the book. “Have at you, demon!” Four swords appeared around him as he started down his opponent. One of the blades faded for a moment, but was still holding strong for the moment.
After Raymond's futile stroke of courage, Luna's smile disappeared and slowly turned into a face of anger.
"Demon, huh...?" She questioned him. She walked towards Reymond in small steps with Zweihander held above her shoulder and attempted to close in on Reymond. As she dashed in, Reymond stepped back hoping to keep her at a distance. Luna, showing her agility, even when holding such a big weapon was bearing down on the man with ease. He now had little time to react.
Waving his hand he created a rift between them that expelled a large force. Knocking Luna one way, and Reymond the other like ragdolls. Reymond flew quite a way before he rolled to a stop. Moving to his feet he held his book with both hands. †˜I-I can do this!’ he thought. Remembering that Luna was still out there he flipped his book open as he waited to see what the woman would try next.
Luna stumbled back and stopped her fall by dragging her sword along the ground. She started to get frustrated with Reymond's constant use in his book.
"Coward!" Yelled Luna, almost out of breath. "How about you face me and take your death nobly? Isn't that what you Scion are about, nobility, chivalry? Give me a break!" The more she belittled the man and the Scion, Luna grew angrier and angrier. She swung her sword in a circular motion and managed to chop down a tree in a clean swoop before she readied it to attack Reymond."You don't know the meaning of the word, nobility!" She screamed.
In her blind fury Luna let out a deafening shriek that shook the entire forest and took one last charge at Raymond, unable to see the trees around her. "I've never heard so much bullshit in my life!" Shouted Luna as she began towards Reymond. Reymond could tell the girl was no longer fooling around, but his spells were doing little to slow her down. As he backed up he noticed his back was to a tree.
“Guess you were right Anastas. Is that woman Captain was fighting at the bridge.” Ari said as they arrived where Reymond was at.
”Indeed.” Anastas remarked, firing off a field point at Luna. His aim was decent but the arrow failed to penetrate Luna’s armor, deflected off her right shoulder plate. ”Tch. Those words sounded nothing more than pointless ramblings of a stray dog.” Anastas looked visibly annoyed when they arrived and was priming another field point, moving to a defensive position of near Reymond.
Ari started quickly chanting a spell. An earth wall quickly rose up and surrounded Luna. Reymond slid down the tree breathing hard at his near death experience.
Luna, still in her berserker mode scoffed at the overuse of magic towards her; she was also flattered by it, knowing she's a threat to the Scion. In anger she smacked the wall with her sword causing it to crack.
"Heh, you Scion just can't play fair can you?" She commented jokingly, maintaining her form. Without an issue she slashes a large enough crack in the wall, probably not enough to escape, however. She took this time to think to herself.
"Now, I have to deal with three of them, perfect. Two magic users and a rogue it seems. No sign of Marian and the others either. It might be best to regroup with them. No point in dying over a sheep." She thought to herself.
Anastas reached for a sackball filled with powder from his pouch. Tossing it, he missed the hole Luna had just made but it at least impacted the stone wall, dispersing the powder along it. ”Tch,” Anastas really wasn’t feeling it since they fell from the bridge, ”We have no time for this, we need to regroup with the rest.” He muttered as he readied his bow again.
Reymond looked to his allies and rushed over. “Have you heard from the others? Was I able to save them?!” he exclaimed.
“We haven’t heard anything yet. You’re the first one we found.” Ari said as she kept an eye on the woman who was still trap inside the wall.
“Let’s move to find them. They might be in trouble as well. Whatever that beast was, may still be around.” answered Reymond.
“Well Anastas which way should we go I’m not sure who is closer right now.” Anastas got his bearings before pointing in a direction.
“This way,” said Anastas. “Razta and Adelina are around there.” Ari and Reymond followed close behind Anastas as he led the way.
Reymond was able to use a spell to slow the descent of most of the party, but a piece of the bridge knocked him out cold as they fell. So he wasn’t sure if they all landed safely. Waking up dazed, he looked around as he saw a woman in red armor starting to come to as well. As Reymond looked around his sword was no where to be found, but his book was a little ways from where he was. Snatching it, he stood up backing away from the woman.
Luna awoke to a man holding a spellbook towards her, petrified. Still groggy from the fall she stared into his eyes and rose to her feet. Luna, finding her sword lodged through a stray cursed soldier's chest, easily hoisted it out and promptly held the bloody steel blade over her shoulder as her blood red eyes close then open again to the man backing away, then gave a smile that would frighten any man.
She cared not for how the two ended up the way they did, she had her sights set on Reymond and only him.
"...Scared, are we?" She asked.
Reymond looked at the woman and gripped his book tight. “Never again…” he said in a dark voice. His book began to flip through its pages rapidly as he rose his hand over the book. “Have at you, demon!” Four swords appeared around him as he started down his opponent. One of the blades faded for a moment, but was still holding strong for the moment.
After Raymond's futile stroke of courage, Luna's smile disappeared and slowly turned into a face of anger.
"Demon, huh...?" She questioned him. She walked towards Reymond in small steps with Zweihander held above her shoulder and attempted to close in on Reymond. As she dashed in, Reymond stepped back hoping to keep her at a distance. Luna, showing her agility, even when holding such a big weapon was bearing down on the man with ease. He now had little time to react.
Waving his hand he created a rift between them that expelled a large force. Knocking Luna one way, and Reymond the other like ragdolls. Reymond flew quite a way before he rolled to a stop. Moving to his feet he held his book with both hands. †˜I-I can do this!’ he thought. Remembering that Luna was still out there he flipped his book open as he waited to see what the woman would try next.
Luna stumbled back and stopped her fall by dragging her sword along the ground. She started to get frustrated with Reymond's constant use in his book.
"Coward!" Yelled Luna, almost out of breath. "How about you face me and take your death nobly? Isn't that what you Scion are about, nobility, chivalry? Give me a break!" The more she belittled the man and the Scion, Luna grew angrier and angrier. She swung her sword in a circular motion and managed to chop down a tree in a clean swoop before she readied it to attack Reymond."You don't know the meaning of the word, nobility!" She screamed.
In her blind fury Luna let out a deafening shriek that shook the entire forest and took one last charge at Raymond, unable to see the trees around her. "I've never heard so much bullshit in my life!" Shouted Luna as she began towards Reymond. Reymond could tell the girl was no longer fooling around, but his spells were doing little to slow her down. As he backed up he noticed his back was to a tree.
“Guess you were right Anastas. Is that woman Captain was fighting at the bridge.” Ari said as they arrived where Reymond was at.
”Indeed.” Anastas remarked, firing off a field point at Luna. His aim was decent but the arrow failed to penetrate Luna’s armor, deflected off her right shoulder plate. ”Tch. Those words sounded nothing more than pointless ramblings of a stray dog.” Anastas looked visibly annoyed when they arrived and was priming another field point, moving to a defensive position of near Reymond.
Ari started quickly chanting a spell. An earth wall quickly rose up and surrounded Luna. Reymond slid down the tree breathing hard at his near death experience.
Luna, still in her berserker mode scoffed at the overuse of magic towards her; she was also flattered by it, knowing she's a threat to the Scion. In anger she smacked the wall with her sword causing it to crack.
"Heh, you Scion just can't play fair can you?" She commented jokingly, maintaining her form. Without an issue she slashes a large enough crack in the wall, probably not enough to escape, however. She took this time to think to herself.
"Now, I have to deal with three of them, perfect. Two magic users and a rogue it seems. No sign of Marian and the others either. It might be best to regroup with them. No point in dying over a sheep." She thought to herself.
Anastas reached for a sackball filled with powder from his pouch. Tossing it, he missed the hole Luna had just made but it at least impacted the stone wall, dispersing the powder along it. ”Tch,” Anastas really wasn’t feeling it since they fell from the bridge, ”We have no time for this, we need to regroup with the rest.” He muttered as he readied his bow again.
Reymond looked to his allies and rushed over. “Have you heard from the others? Was I able to save them?!” he exclaimed.
“We haven’t heard anything yet. You’re the first one we found.” Ari said as she kept an eye on the woman who was still trap inside the wall.
“Let’s move to find them. They might be in trouble as well. Whatever that beast was, may still be around.” answered Reymond.
“Well Anastas which way should we go I’m not sure who is closer right now.” Anastas got his bearings before pointing in a direction.
“This way,” said Anastas. “Razta and Adelina are around there.” Ari and Reymond followed close behind Anastas as he led the way.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)
Louise closed her eyes, cupped the air around her chest - as she clasped her delicate fingers together - forming a gesture as if praying. The silvery glow emanated from her yet again, but it wasn’t solely from her emerald pupils. This time, it was from her entire figure; rapidly cloaking her form with spiritual powers as she sonorously sung a song loudly. It contained a serene and mystical feel. As Louise would seldom raise her gently singing voice throughout the song; it’d seem as though something dramatic abruptly happens in the tale she rhymed out in a language only the divine Gods and Goddesses could comprehend. Deriving sacred powers from vocalizing such a sacred script; Louise gained power evermore. At the same time, her veil expanded rapidly as her allies across the land would now gain more strength - as if signalling that it’s time for them to strike.
Alma looked at Louise with a sick smile. Her true target was so close she could almost taste it. Gripping her sword tight, she brought her sword down on Louise’s shoulder. Cutting deep into her flesh, blood sprayed out as Louise jerked back; trying to keep her balance.
“Ugh…” stumbling back, Louise made a smirk over her face; looking up to Alma’s face. “Heh, is that all you got?”
Nero got up, and grabbed Alma’s leg. Throwing her back, and away from Louise and Arkasia. Alma was able to flip graceful after being thrown off, and land on her feet. Charlotte stomped Nero’s face into the ground beneath her heel as she looked at Louise and Arkasia.
“High priestess!” exclaimed Nero as he tried to get up and protect Louise. As his head was pressed into the ground he cursed himself. He wasn’t a shield for anyone right now, and he felt completely useless.
Arkasia stood in front of Louise and talked back to her. “How serious is the wound, do we need to retreat?” asked Arkasia. As she gave Louise a quick glance the wound didn’t seem to be giving her all that much trouble.
“It’s probably… fine,” feeling the effects of her rejuvenative magic; Louise didn’t see it as a potential threat. She forgot that people didn’t know of her regenerative powers that made her forget about flesh wounds almost completely.
“It this really it? Alma and Emma were having this much trouble with you two?” said Charlotte. Arkasia charged forward and attacked rapidly with both sword only to find Charlotte hiding behind her sword deflecting the attacks. Emma smiled as she continued to dance building up her allies.
Louise wouldn’t step down from the challenge of veils. Despite her wound, and the blond’s obvious jeer - which she ignored casually without a care - she gathered her hands over her chest. Closing her eyes, she begun to sing yet again. As her body glowed - making her appear far more attractive than usual - she started to gain magical powers from the heavens; the song would also heal the members of Scion slightly as she’d strengthen them.
Alma began swinging rapidly she gathered more souls. Looking to Emma and Charlotte the three communicated through signal. Nero stared down the three as he stood up and formed a wall between them, and his companions.
“They are preparing something,” said Nero to Arkasia and Louise as he fortified his body.
“You think you can stand up to my onslaught, eh?” taunted Charlotte. She stepped forward before breaking into a dash. Gripping her sword tightly she began to attack Nero. Nero focused armor to his hands to deflect her attack. Blocking the first, and second attacks before getting caught on the side with the third. As he was hit he felt the sword cut into his armor, and just as he thought she was done she spun again hacking cleanly through. The only thing that kept him alive was his hardened body that slowed the blade before it cut too deep. It was still a sizable wound.
“Nero, retreat!” Ordered Arkasia, as she ran forward to lend him a hand. Spinning in, she slashed rapidly at Charlotte. Catching her off guard - she was able to get in, and with proper angle slashed her across the chest, before kicking her hard in the front. Charlotte rolled across the ground before getting up grabbing her blade in anger. Emma’s memory went to a dark place as her dance changed into a sad jig.
“We don’t have time for this Emma, get it in gear!” yelled Charlotte. Emma focused on getting her emotions in check. With a crazy expression she picked up her mood and continued to dance like before.
“That’s more like it!” exclaimed Alma.
Louise continued to sing, her voice was surprisingly maintaining the gentle and melodic tone as her body still shone with magical light. Tch, what an arrogant tainted spirit, I’ll teach you… for the first time, Louise frowned; feeling a stinging pain from the deep wound she received. Her fancy aristocratic dress was discolored; draped with crimson scarlet as the stigmata expanded across the expensive fabric steadily. To ruin a lady’s dress is as if tarnishing her name and title. They will not get away with this.
Alma looked at Louise as she licked her lips. Sending a signal to Charlotte, she prepared to charge in for the main problem in their way, Louise. Dashing in, she slipped by Nero, and slammed her sword on the ground. A shockwave went out, and cancelled out the veils around them.
Nero’s eyes widened as he found his armor fail him. Thick blood ran down his side where he was cut. With his armor active he was able to keep the wound shut, but now it flowed freely. Falling to a knee his vision began to blur. Charlotte looked upon Nero’s sad appearance with a smile. “Go ahead, and keel over already, old man,” she said with a gleeful face. Even Louise was surprised to see her regeneration cease - albeit only momentarily.
Negation of spells and magic? ...How meddlesome, she commented internally.
Louise closed her eyes, cupped the air around her chest - as she clasped her delicate fingers together - forming a gesture as if praying. The silvery glow emanated from her yet again, but it wasn’t solely from her emerald pupils. This time, it was from her entire figure; rapidly cloaking her form with spiritual powers as she sonorously sung a song loudly. It contained a serene and mystical feel. As Louise would seldom raise her gently singing voice throughout the song; it’d seem as though something dramatic abruptly happens in the tale she rhymed out in a language only the divine Gods and Goddesses could comprehend. Deriving sacred powers from vocalizing such a sacred script; Louise gained power evermore. At the same time, her veil expanded rapidly as her allies across the land would now gain more strength - as if signalling that it’s time for them to strike.
Alma looked at Louise with a sick smile. Her true target was so close she could almost taste it. Gripping her sword tight, she brought her sword down on Louise’s shoulder. Cutting deep into her flesh, blood sprayed out as Louise jerked back; trying to keep her balance.
“Ugh…” stumbling back, Louise made a smirk over her face; looking up to Alma’s face. “Heh, is that all you got?”
Nero got up, and grabbed Alma’s leg. Throwing her back, and away from Louise and Arkasia. Alma was able to flip graceful after being thrown off, and land on her feet. Charlotte stomped Nero’s face into the ground beneath her heel as she looked at Louise and Arkasia.
“High priestess!” exclaimed Nero as he tried to get up and protect Louise. As his head was pressed into the ground he cursed himself. He wasn’t a shield for anyone right now, and he felt completely useless.
Arkasia stood in front of Louise and talked back to her. “How serious is the wound, do we need to retreat?” asked Arkasia. As she gave Louise a quick glance the wound didn’t seem to be giving her all that much trouble.
“It’s probably… fine,” feeling the effects of her rejuvenative magic; Louise didn’t see it as a potential threat. She forgot that people didn’t know of her regenerative powers that made her forget about flesh wounds almost completely.
“It this really it? Alma and Emma were having this much trouble with you two?” said Charlotte. Arkasia charged forward and attacked rapidly with both sword only to find Charlotte hiding behind her sword deflecting the attacks. Emma smiled as she continued to dance building up her allies.
Louise wouldn’t step down from the challenge of veils. Despite her wound, and the blond’s obvious jeer - which she ignored casually without a care - she gathered her hands over her chest. Closing her eyes, she begun to sing yet again. As her body glowed - making her appear far more attractive than usual - she started to gain magical powers from the heavens; the song would also heal the members of Scion slightly as she’d strengthen them.
Alma began swinging rapidly she gathered more souls. Looking to Emma and Charlotte the three communicated through signal. Nero stared down the three as he stood up and formed a wall between them, and his companions.
“They are preparing something,” said Nero to Arkasia and Louise as he fortified his body.
“You think you can stand up to my onslaught, eh?” taunted Charlotte. She stepped forward before breaking into a dash. Gripping her sword tightly she began to attack Nero. Nero focused armor to his hands to deflect her attack. Blocking the first, and second attacks before getting caught on the side with the third. As he was hit he felt the sword cut into his armor, and just as he thought she was done she spun again hacking cleanly through. The only thing that kept him alive was his hardened body that slowed the blade before it cut too deep. It was still a sizable wound.
“Nero, retreat!” Ordered Arkasia, as she ran forward to lend him a hand. Spinning in, she slashed rapidly at Charlotte. Catching her off guard - she was able to get in, and with proper angle slashed her across the chest, before kicking her hard in the front. Charlotte rolled across the ground before getting up grabbing her blade in anger. Emma’s memory went to a dark place as her dance changed into a sad jig.
“We don’t have time for this Emma, get it in gear!” yelled Charlotte. Emma focused on getting her emotions in check. With a crazy expression she picked up her mood and continued to dance like before.
“That’s more like it!” exclaimed Alma.
Louise continued to sing, her voice was surprisingly maintaining the gentle and melodic tone as her body still shone with magical light. Tch, what an arrogant tainted spirit, I’ll teach you… for the first time, Louise frowned; feeling a stinging pain from the deep wound she received. Her fancy aristocratic dress was discolored; draped with crimson scarlet as the stigmata expanded across the expensive fabric steadily. To ruin a lady’s dress is as if tarnishing her name and title. They will not get away with this.
Alma looked at Louise as she licked her lips. Sending a signal to Charlotte, she prepared to charge in for the main problem in their way, Louise. Dashing in, she slipped by Nero, and slammed her sword on the ground. A shockwave went out, and cancelled out the veils around them.
Nero’s eyes widened as he found his armor fail him. Thick blood ran down his side where he was cut. With his armor active he was able to keep the wound shut, but now it flowed freely. Falling to a knee his vision began to blur. Charlotte looked upon Nero’s sad appearance with a smile. “Go ahead, and keel over already, old man,” she said with a gleeful face. Even Louise was surprised to see her regeneration cease - albeit only momentarily.
Negation of spells and magic? ...How meddlesome, she commented internally.
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(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman, Nooby2 and BlinkXPoke)
As she heard Sonya’s voice, Marian spotted a woman in armor and a shirtless man through the trees. Sonya’s voice came up behind the two. Razta turned to the voice yelling out before he turned to see Marian heading their way. Adelina brought up her shield as she stared down Marian.
“She said two names...be on guard Razta “ said Adelina.
Selanus moved silently through the forest, keeping an eye on Razta and Adelina as he skirted around them to reach Sonya. "Why'd she give away our position like that.." The two were now on alert, no doubt searching for him. He glanced at Marian, waiting for a signal to act.
Razta took fighting stance and looking around for this mystery opponent. “Show yourself!” yelled Razta. Marian crossed her arms, and looked at the couple. “Aren’t you two cute?” she joked. “Young love like this...shame we have to cut it short.”
Selanus nodded at Marian from his vantage point, taking a grenade from his bandolier. He poured his spirit into it, grinning as the orb began to spark, the mechanism clicking and whirring with life and lighting up with a faint green glow. Selanus hurled the grenade towards the duo, laughing. “Least it’ll go out with a bang!” He loaded his gun as he moved through the undergrowth, waiting for the ensuing explosion.
As the object approached them a flash of what would happen went off in Adelina’s mind. “Razta split up!” Razta heard Adelina’s order, and the two took
off in different directions. Razta kicked off trusting that Adelina could defend herself, and Adelina did the same. As they split, the grenade exploded releasing a green gas over a wide area. The gas killed the trees and foliage in the area turning the forest around them to an ugly brown.
Adelina found Marian running by her side with both her blades poised. Adelina stopped kicking off from the ground, and tackled Marian as the two rolled down a steep hill. Razta ripped his dagger from his sheathe looking around for any sign of the man who threw the grenade, but through the thick trees in the unfamiliar surrounding he saw no trace of the man.
Selanus saw Marian and the other woman disappear out of the corner of his eye but he had no time for that. The target was now isolated and he would not pass this chance up. He took aim from cover but Nadir gave a light whir before dying. ”Not now damn it!”
Razta heard a strange sound coming from nearby. “Show yourself coward!” yelled Razta.
Selanus stepped out slowly from his cover, “My my~ Aren’t we the brave soldier?” He brandished his falchion, pacing around Razta. “It’s been a lot of trouble looking for you. Up till now, you’ve always had your fellow knights around. Now it’s just you… and me.” Grinning madly, Selanus could feel Astaroth’s bloodlust. He let it wash over him, feeling the primal emotion surge throughout his being.
“You and me is just fine.” said Razta raising his knife into tactical position. His body began to heat up as he narrowed his eyes at the man across from him. He got so hot it appeared steam was radiating from his body.
Selanus fixated his eyes as Razta built up his power. The amount of spiritual power radiating off him was considerable and only now he remembered Kristina’s warning. “I’d love to dance but going head to head just isn’t my thing.” He slipped into shadow form just as he finished the sentence, forming up on a thick branch overhead.
“So my original impression of you was accurate.” said Razta smirking. “I’ll have to come to you.” Taking off in a sprint Razta climbed the tree standing on a branch near Selanus, but he was just out of range. “Ambushing a hunter in the forest may not have been the best idea.” Razta said as he stared at his opponent.
Selanus laughed heartily. “I never said that it was wrong~ You really are interesting, calling yourself that. Keep at it, I’ll be doing your evaluation now.” He leaned back against the trunk, tinkering with his gun. It clicked right and hummed with spirit again. “Alright baby, now that’s what I’m talking about!”.
Razta dashed across the branches and jumped to Selanus’ position. With a quick motion he whipped his knife horizontally hoping to take the man out in a single strike. Selanus looked up just as Razta was about to reach him, ducking under his swing and leaping down. He grabbed a branch on the way down, using it to swing further away from Razta and land safely on the ground. Dusting himself off, he looked up at the “hunter” and grinned.
Selanus plucked another grenade from his bandolier, putting spirit into it again. The grenade hums to life, a little spark going off in a cloud of blue. He smiled and threw the grenade at Razta, chuckling. “You barely pass. Here’s your graduation present~”.
The crackler sparked loudly, a bright flash and loud bang bursting forth. A small shockwave ripped through the area, blowing away branches and vegetation. Selanus had dashed off into the undergrowth as soon as he threw it, intent on ditching Razta and meeting up with Sonya or Marian.
While he felt nothing he was blinded for only a moment. In this time his opponent escaped into the dense forest. Razta took a deep breath calming himself as his body cooled, and his muscles relaxed. Jumping down from the tree he got his bearings before heading off to where he last saw Adelina.
As she heard Sonya’s voice, Marian spotted a woman in armor and a shirtless man through the trees. Sonya’s voice came up behind the two. Razta turned to the voice yelling out before he turned to see Marian heading their way. Adelina brought up her shield as she stared down Marian.
“She said two names...be on guard Razta “ said Adelina.
Selanus moved silently through the forest, keeping an eye on Razta and Adelina as he skirted around them to reach Sonya. "Why'd she give away our position like that.." The two were now on alert, no doubt searching for him. He glanced at Marian, waiting for a signal to act.
Razta took fighting stance and looking around for this mystery opponent. “Show yourself!” yelled Razta. Marian crossed her arms, and looked at the couple. “Aren’t you two cute?” she joked. “Young love like this...shame we have to cut it short.”
Selanus nodded at Marian from his vantage point, taking a grenade from his bandolier. He poured his spirit into it, grinning as the orb began to spark, the mechanism clicking and whirring with life and lighting up with a faint green glow. Selanus hurled the grenade towards the duo, laughing. “Least it’ll go out with a bang!” He loaded his gun as he moved through the undergrowth, waiting for the ensuing explosion.
As the object approached them a flash of what would happen went off in Adelina’s mind. “Razta split up!” Razta heard Adelina’s order, and the two took
off in different directions. Razta kicked off trusting that Adelina could defend herself, and Adelina did the same. As they split, the grenade exploded releasing a green gas over a wide area. The gas killed the trees and foliage in the area turning the forest around them to an ugly brown.
Adelina found Marian running by her side with both her blades poised. Adelina stopped kicking off from the ground, and tackled Marian as the two rolled down a steep hill. Razta ripped his dagger from his sheathe looking around for any sign of the man who threw the grenade, but through the thick trees in the unfamiliar surrounding he saw no trace of the man.
Selanus saw Marian and the other woman disappear out of the corner of his eye but he had no time for that. The target was now isolated and he would not pass this chance up. He took aim from cover but Nadir gave a light whir before dying. ”Not now damn it!”
Razta heard a strange sound coming from nearby. “Show yourself coward!” yelled Razta.
Selanus stepped out slowly from his cover, “My my~ Aren’t we the brave soldier?” He brandished his falchion, pacing around Razta. “It’s been a lot of trouble looking for you. Up till now, you’ve always had your fellow knights around. Now it’s just you… and me.” Grinning madly, Selanus could feel Astaroth’s bloodlust. He let it wash over him, feeling the primal emotion surge throughout his being.
“You and me is just fine.” said Razta raising his knife into tactical position. His body began to heat up as he narrowed his eyes at the man across from him. He got so hot it appeared steam was radiating from his body.
Selanus fixated his eyes as Razta built up his power. The amount of spiritual power radiating off him was considerable and only now he remembered Kristina’s warning. “I’d love to dance but going head to head just isn’t my thing.” He slipped into shadow form just as he finished the sentence, forming up on a thick branch overhead.
“So my original impression of you was accurate.” said Razta smirking. “I’ll have to come to you.” Taking off in a sprint Razta climbed the tree standing on a branch near Selanus, but he was just out of range. “Ambushing a hunter in the forest may not have been the best idea.” Razta said as he stared at his opponent.
Selanus laughed heartily. “I never said that it was wrong~ You really are interesting, calling yourself that. Keep at it, I’ll be doing your evaluation now.” He leaned back against the trunk, tinkering with his gun. It clicked right and hummed with spirit again. “Alright baby, now that’s what I’m talking about!”.
Razta dashed across the branches and jumped to Selanus’ position. With a quick motion he whipped his knife horizontally hoping to take the man out in a single strike. Selanus looked up just as Razta was about to reach him, ducking under his swing and leaping down. He grabbed a branch on the way down, using it to swing further away from Razta and land safely on the ground. Dusting himself off, he looked up at the “hunter” and grinned.
Selanus plucked another grenade from his bandolier, putting spirit into it again. The grenade hums to life, a little spark going off in a cloud of blue. He smiled and threw the grenade at Razta, chuckling. “You barely pass. Here’s your graduation present~”.
The crackler sparked loudly, a bright flash and loud bang bursting forth. A small shockwave ripped through the area, blowing away branches and vegetation. Selanus had dashed off into the undergrowth as soon as he threw it, intent on ditching Razta and meeting up with Sonya or Marian.
While he felt nothing he was blinded for only a moment. In this time his opponent escaped into the dense forest. Razta took a deep breath calming himself as his body cooled, and his muscles relaxed. Jumping down from the tree he got his bearings before heading off to where he last saw Adelina.
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentlemen and BagMan)
Owain woke up to find himself being held up by something. As his eyes focused he saw a man with red hair before him. “You up yet tin can?” said Soul holding up Owain with a large pincer.
“Jeeze, you’re not exactly a sight for sore eyes, y’know?” Owain said groggily recognising Soul. “If you’re not going to drop me I would quite like being put down” he remarked, “what does the Chief want with me anyway? A fight?”
Soul grinned as the knight came too. “Awesome, I was thinking that I killed ya!” answered Soul laughing. “I was going to just crack you open and eat you like a shellfish.” Soul tossed Owain away from him putting some sporting distance between them to let Owain prepare. “Looks like I’ll get to play with my food before eating it….” he said as he clicked his pincer rapidly.
“Seems like you were never taught proper manners” Owain said picking himself up, “never play with your food, or your food might play with you.” He drew his sword anticipating an attack. Owain realised how futile this situation was, but there was no way he would show that on his face or in his speech, he was prepared for anything.
Soul laughed as he held his stomach with his normal hand. “You are a brave one.” said Soul looking to Owain. “Well my terrible table manners aside. Are you ready for dinner tin can?” asked Soul.
Owain smiled, “as ready as I’ll ever be” he replied, taking a fighting stance.
Soul changed his right arm back to normal, resting it in his shirt. “Just this other arm for now…” said Soul as his left arm began to itch. Suddenly the arm fell off and decayed on the ground. Blood shot from his shoulder, and Soul began to laugh maniacally. “How embarrassing!” he said as his regeneration soon stopped the bleeding.
Owain laughed as well, “things don’t always go according to plan, huh?” Owain, used the opportunity to get his own attack in, putting all his strength into it. Faster than he had maybe ever moved before, Owain grinned, for some reason he was incredibly calm. Owain swung his sword across Soul’s body, cleaving him from shoulder to hip like so much meat.
Soul coughed up a lot of blood, and looked up to Owain with a blood soaked smile. “Not bad…” he said as he felt the pain is his chest. “Lets up the ante a bit shall we?” Souls chest began to move around erratically. Owain drew his sword back and readied his guard, but was a second to late. Sharp bones shot out from Soul piercing through Owain’s armor, and nailing him to a tree. His armor took the brunt of it. His body getting away with a few scratches. The spikes retracted releasing Owain. Soul worked on getting his body back together as the spikes worked their way back into his body.
“Hah” Owain chuckled, “when it works it hurts, pretty freaky power you’ve got there, Chief.” Owain righted himself, standing straight.
”You’re not so bad yourself, I haven’t had to actually try in a very long time. It always feels better working for a meal!”
“Is eating people you just met the standard in the Cursed lands or do you think I’d just be that tasty?” Owain joked, regaining his fighting stance. Owain began his charge anew, raising his blade against Soul. He wasn’t phased by his opponent’s freakish abilities.
”No just a personal preference. Any meat will do really, but knights always taste the best. Its a shame you stopped sending them.” he responded as Owain approached. With Owain’s armor damaged in some areas he was having trouble moving it correctly. Soul laughed as he watched the clunky knight. “How is that? All that armor looks kinda fun.”
“It’s a lot of fun” Owain laughed, “if I didn’t have it I’d long be dead.” Owain cursed his inability to reach Soul but he said nothing. Soul felt his bones hollow and his flesh grow heavy.
“Curse my luck!” said Soul laughing.
“What’s wrong Soul?” Owain asked, trying to close the distance between them, to strike. Moving his body much like a snake he avoided Owain’s attack. Slithering around Owain he laughed as his chest came together with a sickening crack or his ribs.
“Man, that is actually so creepy” Owain laughed, readying himself after his failed attack.
“I think you might be tender enough to eat now…” said Soul.
“Come on then!” Owain said prepared for the worst. Soul expanded his body as he tried to cover the knight, and meld over his armor, but Owain put everything he had into avoiding the attack. As he got out of the way Soul balled up before retaining his original form. “Damn, you looked really tasty then too, what a waste.” he said as his body adjusted from his attempt.
“Can’t expect me to just sit around while you absorb me or whatever that was”Owain laughed, weakly this time. Not prepared to just give up or let this battle continue for too long, Owain put all of his energy and strength into his counter-attack. Owain brought his fury down upon Soul but came up empty as Soul split his own body in half as the sword passed through. Quickly retethering his body he grinned at Owain.
“I think that is all we have the time for, sadly.” said Soul as he felt a familiar ringing in his head.
“Huh? I was just getting warmed up” Owain said, sounding as if he meant it.
“Heh, sure you were tin can. Go and lick your wounds. On another day and at another time. I’ll be looking for you on the field. You’ll be even tastier then.” he said smiling with a mouth full of sharp teeth.
“Don’t think you’ll get away, next time, I’ll finish you for good” Owain smirked, in contrast showing his normal white smile. Soul turned away from Owain before turning into a wolf and taking off through the forest. As Soul left Owain collapsed to his knees as his armor let out a lot of steam. Owain sighed as he couldn’t even get the armor to respond now.
Owain woke up to find himself being held up by something. As his eyes focused he saw a man with red hair before him. “You up yet tin can?” said Soul holding up Owain with a large pincer.
“Jeeze, you’re not exactly a sight for sore eyes, y’know?” Owain said groggily recognising Soul. “If you’re not going to drop me I would quite like being put down” he remarked, “what does the Chief want with me anyway? A fight?”
Soul grinned as the knight came too. “Awesome, I was thinking that I killed ya!” answered Soul laughing. “I was going to just crack you open and eat you like a shellfish.” Soul tossed Owain away from him putting some sporting distance between them to let Owain prepare. “Looks like I’ll get to play with my food before eating it….” he said as he clicked his pincer rapidly.
“Seems like you were never taught proper manners” Owain said picking himself up, “never play with your food, or your food might play with you.” He drew his sword anticipating an attack. Owain realised how futile this situation was, but there was no way he would show that on his face or in his speech, he was prepared for anything.
Soul laughed as he held his stomach with his normal hand. “You are a brave one.” said Soul looking to Owain. “Well my terrible table manners aside. Are you ready for dinner tin can?” asked Soul.
Owain smiled, “as ready as I’ll ever be” he replied, taking a fighting stance.
Soul changed his right arm back to normal, resting it in his shirt. “Just this other arm for now…” said Soul as his left arm began to itch. Suddenly the arm fell off and decayed on the ground. Blood shot from his shoulder, and Soul began to laugh maniacally. “How embarrassing!” he said as his regeneration soon stopped the bleeding.
Owain laughed as well, “things don’t always go according to plan, huh?” Owain, used the opportunity to get his own attack in, putting all his strength into it. Faster than he had maybe ever moved before, Owain grinned, for some reason he was incredibly calm. Owain swung his sword across Soul’s body, cleaving him from shoulder to hip like so much meat.
Soul coughed up a lot of blood, and looked up to Owain with a blood soaked smile. “Not bad…” he said as he felt the pain is his chest. “Lets up the ante a bit shall we?” Souls chest began to move around erratically. Owain drew his sword back and readied his guard, but was a second to late. Sharp bones shot out from Soul piercing through Owain’s armor, and nailing him to a tree. His armor took the brunt of it. His body getting away with a few scratches. The spikes retracted releasing Owain. Soul worked on getting his body back together as the spikes worked their way back into his body.
“Hah” Owain chuckled, “when it works it hurts, pretty freaky power you’ve got there, Chief.” Owain righted himself, standing straight.
”You’re not so bad yourself, I haven’t had to actually try in a very long time. It always feels better working for a meal!”
“Is eating people you just met the standard in the Cursed lands or do you think I’d just be that tasty?” Owain joked, regaining his fighting stance. Owain began his charge anew, raising his blade against Soul. He wasn’t phased by his opponent’s freakish abilities.
”No just a personal preference. Any meat will do really, but knights always taste the best. Its a shame you stopped sending them.” he responded as Owain approached. With Owain’s armor damaged in some areas he was having trouble moving it correctly. Soul laughed as he watched the clunky knight. “How is that? All that armor looks kinda fun.”
“It’s a lot of fun” Owain laughed, “if I didn’t have it I’d long be dead.” Owain cursed his inability to reach Soul but he said nothing. Soul felt his bones hollow and his flesh grow heavy.
“Curse my luck!” said Soul laughing.
“What’s wrong Soul?” Owain asked, trying to close the distance between them, to strike. Moving his body much like a snake he avoided Owain’s attack. Slithering around Owain he laughed as his chest came together with a sickening crack or his ribs.
“Man, that is actually so creepy” Owain laughed, readying himself after his failed attack.
“I think you might be tender enough to eat now…” said Soul.
“Come on then!” Owain said prepared for the worst. Soul expanded his body as he tried to cover the knight, and meld over his armor, but Owain put everything he had into avoiding the attack. As he got out of the way Soul balled up before retaining his original form. “Damn, you looked really tasty then too, what a waste.” he said as his body adjusted from his attempt.
“Can’t expect me to just sit around while you absorb me or whatever that was”Owain laughed, weakly this time. Not prepared to just give up or let this battle continue for too long, Owain put all of his energy and strength into his counter-attack. Owain brought his fury down upon Soul but came up empty as Soul split his own body in half as the sword passed through. Quickly retethering his body he grinned at Owain.
“I think that is all we have the time for, sadly.” said Soul as he felt a familiar ringing in his head.
“Huh? I was just getting warmed up” Owain said, sounding as if he meant it.
“Heh, sure you were tin can. Go and lick your wounds. On another day and at another time. I’ll be looking for you on the field. You’ll be even tastier then.” he said smiling with a mouth full of sharp teeth.
“Don’t think you’ll get away, next time, I’ll finish you for good” Owain smirked, in contrast showing his normal white smile. Soul turned away from Owain before turning into a wolf and taking off through the forest. As Soul left Owain collapsed to his knees as his armor let out a lot of steam. Owain sighed as he couldn’t even get the armor to respond now.
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((This is a Joint Post Starring: Gahald_Mills and BlinkXPoke))
Masaki looked around as lost as he could be. He yelled out hoping to get anyone’s attention. What the hell happened? The last thing I remember is a loud roar and after that it’s all blank. TouTetsuOh, do you have any idea what happened? Masaki said as he walked around. I have no idea, I wasn’t paying much attention when it happened, but I remember that roar. You shouldn’t shout around too much. Try to be hidden, I don’t know what kind of dangers are here. TouTetsuOh said as he observed his master.
Standing around here and doing nothing wouldn’t do me any good, I should find the others. Masaki thought as he walked through the forest. He tried to find higher ground in order to see what had happened. Why don’t you just climb the tallest tree that you see and take a look around? Or maybe you could just travel by running on the tree branches. TouTetsuOh suggested as a joke. Masaki wasn’t able to make it through the forest that quickly, but he made do with jumping from branch to branch.
As he moved through the forest he heard an explosion ahead. As he moved towards it he noticed a girl hiding behind a tree. Who the hell. . . Masaki stopped and hid himself behind a branch above the unknown woman. Be careful Masaki, she is bad news. TouTetsuOh said. Masaki obeyed his spirit and tried to get closer to her silently from above.
Sonya remained hidden as fights started between Marian, Selanus, and the two Scion soldiers. She regretted calling out to them; she did it because she had thought the Scion soldiers were far enough away not to notice her. While she watched the battle unfold, she heard a rustling in the leaves somewhere above her. “Who’s there!?” She called out in the direction of the sound.
Oh shi- Masaki quickly hid behind a trunk of a tree. He was surprised that she suddenly looked back. I just hope that she didn’t see me. Masaki thought as he peeked from behind the trunk. I think she saw you. TouTetsuOh said. Nah, she didn’t. .maybe. .
“There’s… nothing there…?” Sonya stared at the spot where she heard movement from, but she shrugged it off, as if she imagined it. These battles are stressing me out… Now I’m hearing things… She thought while scratching her head, and turned her attention back to Selanus’s and Marian’s fights. Are they still okay?
Wow, she really didn’t notice me. Masaki thought. Consider yourself lucky. Be careful on your approach, she’s a dangerous one, I’m warning you. TouTetsuOh said as he observed the unknown female. So what? You’re just going to hide there and see what will happen? She’ll find you if you stay here you know. Go and attack her! Masaki was already preparing to attack from above. Masaki jumped down delivering a jump kick to the unknown woman. The kick hit her hard on her back, and pushed her into the tree. The gem on Masaki’s glove glowed faintly.
Sonya screamed out startled by the suddenly attack. Hitting the tree she rolled onto the ground writhing in pain. As she rolled a familiar item came into view, her whip. Grabbing it she looked at the man with a smile. “Oh? A new plaything?” said Sonya looking at Masaki, blowing a kiss.
”Plaything? No, I am Masaki Arkwon.” He got on his fighting stance, but he paused. What is this feeling? Masaki was dazed by her figure. He didn’t realize that he was in her control. Masaki, MASAKI! Don’t give in! Masaki ignored his spirit and he continue to stare at her. Sonya smiled at Masaki as she pulled out a doll. Walking up to Masaki she leaned on him. Then taking out a pin she stabbed it at the doll but instead she accidentally poked her own finger.
“Yowch!” she yelped as she sucked on her finger. Frustrated she immediately threw the doll to the ground, and began to stomp on it. Stomping the doll into the dirt the pain sent Masaki to the ground as he felt his bones on the verge of breaking.
”Stop stop stop!” Masaki yelled at the woman trying to stop her from stomping the doll. He steadily tried to get up and hugged her from behind.”Please stop, ma’am”
Turning to him she kicked him off; then whipped him uncontrollably. “How dare you touch me!” she screamed at Masaki.
Masaki quickly jumped back, avoiding her whips. He didn’t say anything as he returned to his fighting stance. Oh you’re back, enjoyed getting tortured and whipped? TouTetsuOh said. Masaki ignored him again and dashed in and tried to punch her in her stomach, but on the way he tripped on a root of a tree and fell face first on the woman’s soft chest pillows.
Sonya blushed and kicked him straight between the legs. Masaki fell to his knees in intense pain, and his vision came blurry. Sonya looked over the warrior writhing on the ground with a smile. “How’s that you pig?!” she shouted.
”That..was not very lady like!” Masaki groaned in pain. That’s what you get for ignoring me. TouTetsuOh butted in. You’re not helping! Gah! Masaki yelled as he curled up, holding in the damage from her kick. ”Not my fault! Blame that root that I tripped on!”
Masaki looked around as lost as he could be. He yelled out hoping to get anyone’s attention. What the hell happened? The last thing I remember is a loud roar and after that it’s all blank. TouTetsuOh, do you have any idea what happened? Masaki said as he walked around. I have no idea, I wasn’t paying much attention when it happened, but I remember that roar. You shouldn’t shout around too much. Try to be hidden, I don’t know what kind of dangers are here. TouTetsuOh said as he observed his master.
Standing around here and doing nothing wouldn’t do me any good, I should find the others. Masaki thought as he walked through the forest. He tried to find higher ground in order to see what had happened. Why don’t you just climb the tallest tree that you see and take a look around? Or maybe you could just travel by running on the tree branches. TouTetsuOh suggested as a joke. Masaki wasn’t able to make it through the forest that quickly, but he made do with jumping from branch to branch.
As he moved through the forest he heard an explosion ahead. As he moved towards it he noticed a girl hiding behind a tree. Who the hell. . . Masaki stopped and hid himself behind a branch above the unknown woman. Be careful Masaki, she is bad news. TouTetsuOh said. Masaki obeyed his spirit and tried to get closer to her silently from above.
Sonya remained hidden as fights started between Marian, Selanus, and the two Scion soldiers. She regretted calling out to them; she did it because she had thought the Scion soldiers were far enough away not to notice her. While she watched the battle unfold, she heard a rustling in the leaves somewhere above her. “Who’s there!?” She called out in the direction of the sound.
Oh shi- Masaki quickly hid behind a trunk of a tree. He was surprised that she suddenly looked back. I just hope that she didn’t see me. Masaki thought as he peeked from behind the trunk. I think she saw you. TouTetsuOh said. Nah, she didn’t. .maybe. .
“There’s… nothing there…?” Sonya stared at the spot where she heard movement from, but she shrugged it off, as if she imagined it. These battles are stressing me out… Now I’m hearing things… She thought while scratching her head, and turned her attention back to Selanus’s and Marian’s fights. Are they still okay?
Wow, she really didn’t notice me. Masaki thought. Consider yourself lucky. Be careful on your approach, she’s a dangerous one, I’m warning you. TouTetsuOh said as he observed the unknown female. So what? You’re just going to hide there and see what will happen? She’ll find you if you stay here you know. Go and attack her! Masaki was already preparing to attack from above. Masaki jumped down delivering a jump kick to the unknown woman. The kick hit her hard on her back, and pushed her into the tree. The gem on Masaki’s glove glowed faintly.
Sonya screamed out startled by the suddenly attack. Hitting the tree she rolled onto the ground writhing in pain. As she rolled a familiar item came into view, her whip. Grabbing it she looked at the man with a smile. “Oh? A new plaything?” said Sonya looking at Masaki, blowing a kiss.
”Plaything? No, I am Masaki Arkwon.” He got on his fighting stance, but he paused. What is this feeling? Masaki was dazed by her figure. He didn’t realize that he was in her control. Masaki, MASAKI! Don’t give in! Masaki ignored his spirit and he continue to stare at her. Sonya smiled at Masaki as she pulled out a doll. Walking up to Masaki she leaned on him. Then taking out a pin she stabbed it at the doll but instead she accidentally poked her own finger.
“Yowch!” she yelped as she sucked on her finger. Frustrated she immediately threw the doll to the ground, and began to stomp on it. Stomping the doll into the dirt the pain sent Masaki to the ground as he felt his bones on the verge of breaking.
”Stop stop stop!” Masaki yelled at the woman trying to stop her from stomping the doll. He steadily tried to get up and hugged her from behind.”Please stop, ma’am”
Turning to him she kicked him off; then whipped him uncontrollably. “How dare you touch me!” she screamed at Masaki.
Masaki quickly jumped back, avoiding her whips. He didn’t say anything as he returned to his fighting stance. Oh you’re back, enjoyed getting tortured and whipped? TouTetsuOh said. Masaki ignored him again and dashed in and tried to punch her in her stomach, but on the way he tripped on a root of a tree and fell face first on the woman’s soft chest pillows.
Sonya blushed and kicked him straight between the legs. Masaki fell to his knees in intense pain, and his vision came blurry. Sonya looked over the warrior writhing on the ground with a smile. “How’s that you pig?!” she shouted.
”That..was not very lady like!” Masaki groaned in pain. That’s what you get for ignoring me. TouTetsuOh butted in. You’re not helping! Gah! Masaki yelled as he curled up, holding in the damage from her kick. ”Not my fault! Blame that root that I tripped on!”
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)
Suddenly a burst of fire flew at Alma and Charlotte forcing them to retreat next to Emma. Leona ran, and stood next to Nero to cover him. Zhou and Fenfang dashed out in front to lend their support, but mainly to protect their queen.
“Sorry we took so long,” said Leona. “The commons are clear, we’re ready to move on with the plan.” As Leona entered the area her spirit form was canceled. “What is this?” she asked.
“Move back, your Majesty - your spiritual energy may be negated even further here,” Louise stated, warning her apparent Queen. She then looked back towards her opponents, not quite certain how to deal with the situation. All she could conclude with certainty was that the stain in her dress was making her agitated with each passing moments.
“Yes,” answered Leona as she moved back away from the representatives.
Arkasia breathed a sigh of relief. With Nero down, she wasn’t sure how much longer they would have lasted if they didn’t show up.“It’s a relief to see you, my Queen,” said Arkasia as she stood next to the royal guard ready to continue the fight.
Alma and Charlotte looked at each other before taking off with Emma into the royal section of the city.
“Dammit! After them!” yelled Arkasia,
Louise sighed deeply. “Haaah, I really need a new dress. May I go home and get changed real quick, my Queen?” Louise said, glaring at her injury.
Leona looked at her with a blank stare. “What? You are worried about that at a time like this? What about your wound?!”
“Of course, the dress makes the lady,” Louise replied - as she walked past the Queen - instantly without a spec of hesitation. Dumbfounded that Leona IV didn’t think the same. “Oh? This?” Louise asked, pointing at her wound after turning to face her. “I intend to provide medication before I change.”
“We kinda need you now don’t you think?” said Arkasia turning to watch Louise walk away.
“You do? I believe my spellcasting squad is good enough, for now. I’ll be back after I… uh, change and bandage this annoying little wound,” Louise answered, frowning at her tarnished dress, not quite affected by the cut itself. She started casting her teleportation spell regardless of the stares and replies she received. Not willing to listen, she’d take leave to get a spare change of clothes regardless.
Arkasia was blown away by the sheer lack of responsibility shown by Louise. Her opinion of the woman was beginning to change. “Ignore her, lets press our advantage while we still have one to speak of!” said Arkasia. Two soldier ran up to her, and saluted.
“Orders, sir?” said one of them.
“Take Nero to the healers, and get him taken care of,” she said before turning to Nero. “You fought well, we will take it from here.” Nero knew he was in no shape to refuse, but he couldn’t help but feel useless
“Yes sir,” he answered as the two soldiers came to both side of him. Nero kept pressure on his wound as he was helped off the bridge, and back to the commons. Arkasia looked out to the forest. She hoped that Owain’s unit was at least still alive.
“The rest of you follow me! We move to take the royal sector!” order Arkasia raising her sword into the air. Her army cheered behind her as they moved to follow her command.
The royal sector was all but empty save for a few soldiers here and there. Arkasia expected to find an entire force here ready to fight, but all she found were ransacked buildings and trashed streets. Still on her guard, Arkasia kept her swords drawn as her eyes darted back and forth to each window, and doorway. The ambushes she expected never came.
“Half of you spread out, and check every building. Report back if you find anything of interest,” ordered Arkasia. “The rest of you are with me. We will clear the castle.” The knights divided up the groups, and moved out to follow orders. Leona, Zhou, and Fenfang walked cautiously with Arkasia’s group towards the castle.
The walk there was uneventful aside from a few soldiers that had literally lost their minds, and were wandering the down spouting nonsense. Arkasia had her men put them out of their misery just to shut them up. As they reached the castle, the looked in at the front doors broken in. Upon entering the stone caste they saw ashes blanketing the floor.
Zhou kneeled down taking some of the ashes between his fingers.
“Fenfang, this is the same as the figures in Masario town,” said Zhou. His voice was deeper than his appearance showed. Fenfang walked over and took a look.
“Then there might be more of them around here. We need to check the rooms carefully.” replied Fenfang. Her voice was still that of a young girl.
“Then we will need to split into two groups,” said Arkasia. “One to clear the upper floors, and the other with me. We need to check on it still.”
“I will lead the group to clear the up floors. You can check on what you need to,”[/color] said Zhou as he rounded up his men.
Suddenly a burst of fire flew at Alma and Charlotte forcing them to retreat next to Emma. Leona ran, and stood next to Nero to cover him. Zhou and Fenfang dashed out in front to lend their support, but mainly to protect their queen.
“Sorry we took so long,” said Leona. “The commons are clear, we’re ready to move on with the plan.” As Leona entered the area her spirit form was canceled. “What is this?” she asked.
“Move back, your Majesty - your spiritual energy may be negated even further here,” Louise stated, warning her apparent Queen. She then looked back towards her opponents, not quite certain how to deal with the situation. All she could conclude with certainty was that the stain in her dress was making her agitated with each passing moments.
“Yes,” answered Leona as she moved back away from the representatives.
Arkasia breathed a sigh of relief. With Nero down, she wasn’t sure how much longer they would have lasted if they didn’t show up.“It’s a relief to see you, my Queen,” said Arkasia as she stood next to the royal guard ready to continue the fight.
Alma and Charlotte looked at each other before taking off with Emma into the royal section of the city.
“Dammit! After them!” yelled Arkasia,
Louise sighed deeply. “Haaah, I really need a new dress. May I go home and get changed real quick, my Queen?” Louise said, glaring at her injury.
Leona looked at her with a blank stare. “What? You are worried about that at a time like this? What about your wound?!”
“Of course, the dress makes the lady,” Louise replied - as she walked past the Queen - instantly without a spec of hesitation. Dumbfounded that Leona IV didn’t think the same. “Oh? This?” Louise asked, pointing at her wound after turning to face her. “I intend to provide medication before I change.”
“We kinda need you now don’t you think?” said Arkasia turning to watch Louise walk away.
“You do? I believe my spellcasting squad is good enough, for now. I’ll be back after I… uh, change and bandage this annoying little wound,” Louise answered, frowning at her tarnished dress, not quite affected by the cut itself. She started casting her teleportation spell regardless of the stares and replies she received. Not willing to listen, she’d take leave to get a spare change of clothes regardless.
Arkasia was blown away by the sheer lack of responsibility shown by Louise. Her opinion of the woman was beginning to change. “Ignore her, lets press our advantage while we still have one to speak of!” said Arkasia. Two soldier ran up to her, and saluted.
“Orders, sir?” said one of them.
“Take Nero to the healers, and get him taken care of,” she said before turning to Nero. “You fought well, we will take it from here.” Nero knew he was in no shape to refuse, but he couldn’t help but feel useless
“Yes sir,” he answered as the two soldiers came to both side of him. Nero kept pressure on his wound as he was helped off the bridge, and back to the commons. Arkasia looked out to the forest. She hoped that Owain’s unit was at least still alive.
“The rest of you follow me! We move to take the royal sector!” order Arkasia raising her sword into the air. Her army cheered behind her as they moved to follow her command.
The royal sector was all but empty save for a few soldiers here and there. Arkasia expected to find an entire force here ready to fight, but all she found were ransacked buildings and trashed streets. Still on her guard, Arkasia kept her swords drawn as her eyes darted back and forth to each window, and doorway. The ambushes she expected never came.
“Half of you spread out, and check every building. Report back if you find anything of interest,” ordered Arkasia. “The rest of you are with me. We will clear the castle.” The knights divided up the groups, and moved out to follow orders. Leona, Zhou, and Fenfang walked cautiously with Arkasia’s group towards the castle.
The walk there was uneventful aside from a few soldiers that had literally lost their minds, and were wandering the down spouting nonsense. Arkasia had her men put them out of their misery just to shut them up. As they reached the castle, the looked in at the front doors broken in. Upon entering the stone caste they saw ashes blanketing the floor.
Zhou kneeled down taking some of the ashes between his fingers.
“Fenfang, this is the same as the figures in Masario town,” said Zhou. His voice was deeper than his appearance showed. Fenfang walked over and took a look.
“Then there might be more of them around here. We need to check the rooms carefully.” replied Fenfang. Her voice was still that of a young girl.
“Then we will need to split into two groups,” said Arkasia. “One to clear the upper floors, and the other with me. We need to check on it still.”
“I will lead the group to clear the up floors. You can check on what you need to,”[/color] said Zhou as he rounded up his men.
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This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, and Ezlare.)
After one last smack at the wall, Luna was at her limit and took a moment to rest. Suddenly her spirit, Sonata appears in her mind to pick on her.
"Hey there, tiger. How's the fight going?" She teased. Sonata pestered Luna continuously until Luna could no longer ignore her.
"I'm really not in the mood, spirit." Luna snarled. "Unless you have an idea to get me out of this mess, leave me."
"Still playing lone wolf I see..." She commented. "C'mon L, don't be like that! I know we don't usually see eye to eye but I'm actually here to spring you, believe it or not."
"Oh?" She questioned eagerly. "How do you plan on that?" Sonata pointed upwards to a massive hole in the ceiling of her stone prison.
"I don't know, you think this might be good enough?" She said sarcastically.
While hearing her enemies converse, Luna thought this was her best chance to make a quick escape. Without thanking the spirit she attempted a leap to the top of the wall. Jumping with all her might she still couldn’t make it out of the hole. Cursing herself she kicked the side of the wall in anger.The group decided their friends came first, and left the girl trapped in stone prison. As they left Luna heard a set of footsteps on the top of the prison. “Ah it you?” said a wolf looking down into the hole. Its skin was absent of fur with spiky bones sticking out in various areas.
“Need a hand there, monster?” asked Soul.
"Look who's talking." Luna retaliated. "Marian was searching for you by the way...looks like I found you first."
Despite her disdain for men, Soul was her only means for escape, she had no choice but to accept his hand as much as she hated to.
"But...yes, thank you." She strained herself to thank the Chief as she extended her hand out to him. Soul smirked before extending his neck to let her grab on. After he helped her up he sniffed the air. Smelling a familiar scent he growled.
“Meet up with Marian at the rendezvous, I will be along shortly.” said Soul said before darting off.
After one last smack at the wall, Luna was at her limit and took a moment to rest. Suddenly her spirit, Sonata appears in her mind to pick on her.
"Hey there, tiger. How's the fight going?" She teased. Sonata pestered Luna continuously until Luna could no longer ignore her.
"I'm really not in the mood, spirit." Luna snarled. "Unless you have an idea to get me out of this mess, leave me."
"Still playing lone wolf I see..." She commented. "C'mon L, don't be like that! I know we don't usually see eye to eye but I'm actually here to spring you, believe it or not."
"Oh?" She questioned eagerly. "How do you plan on that?" Sonata pointed upwards to a massive hole in the ceiling of her stone prison.
"I don't know, you think this might be good enough?" She said sarcastically.
While hearing her enemies converse, Luna thought this was her best chance to make a quick escape. Without thanking the spirit she attempted a leap to the top of the wall. Jumping with all her might she still couldn’t make it out of the hole. Cursing herself she kicked the side of the wall in anger.The group decided their friends came first, and left the girl trapped in stone prison. As they left Luna heard a set of footsteps on the top of the prison. “Ah it you?” said a wolf looking down into the hole. Its skin was absent of fur with spiky bones sticking out in various areas.
“Need a hand there, monster?” asked Soul.
"Look who's talking." Luna retaliated. "Marian was searching for you by the way...looks like I found you first."
Despite her disdain for men, Soul was her only means for escape, she had no choice but to accept his hand as much as she hated to.
"But...yes, thank you." She strained herself to thank the Chief as she extended her hand out to him. Soul smirked before extending his neck to let her grab on. After he helped her up he sniffed the air. Smelling a familiar scent he growled.
“Meet up with Marian at the rendezvous, I will be along shortly.” said Soul said before darting off.
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BlinkXPoke
Cards and Hugs abound
(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGent, BlinkXPoke, and Galahad Meals.)
A wolf stalked through the forest closing in on the dominatrix and her prey. Soul chuckled as he saw how their fight was going, but as he looked at Sonya he saw that she was injured. As his apprentice he was especially protective, and he darted in making for the warrior on the ground. He had orders to retreat, but a quick snack shouldn’t take up to much of his time. Seizing Masaki’s leg in his powerful jaw he threw the warrior into a tree as he moved to stand in front of Sonya as his body became covered with thick red fur. In his large wolf form he towered over Sonya who looked at him with wonder. .
“Waaah, where did this wolf come from!?” Sonya jumped back as the wolf came in front of her and attacked the Scion soldier. “It’s… helping me?”
”What the-” Masaki said as he was caught off guard and thrown full force into a tree. He fought to catch his breath as he stood up. ”What the hell are you!?” Masaki was stunned to see a big wolf before him. Masaki, I can’t get a read on it, becareful. TouTetsuOh warned Masaki. Masaki only nodded and brought his right leg up and clenched his fists, ready to fight the giant beast.
Soul licked his chops and stared down the warrior as he took a pouncing position. “You don’t taste terrible, but you’re tough to chew. I’ll have to tenderize the meat a little,” said Soul with a growl.
”First that crazy woman behind you and now a talking giant wolf.” Masaki chuckled. ”Come! Go get your so called meat right here.” Masaki taunted. God damn Masaki.
Masaki dashed in to the front of the beast, aiming for it’s head. He quickly deliver an uppercut to below it’s jaws. Soul jerked his head to the side at the last moment as he locked his eyes with Masaki’s. Soul’s teeth moved around in a grotesque fashion as he snapped his maw wide like a crocodile. Snapping his mouth around Masaki his teeth began to shred at his flesh. With his mouth full Soul laughed.
Wait, there’s only one person I know who can shapeshift like that… Sonya thought as she finally realized who the wolf was. As she was about to call out to him, she noticed some movement in the corner of her vision. “Soul, look out!”
Suddenly out of the corner of his eyes he spotted a man with a knife in his hand jump into the clearing. Soul thrashed his head around biting dead before throwing Masaki’s unconscious body to the side like a finished meal. Moving out of the way of Razta’s attack, Soul stood on his hind legs as he arched his body seizing Razta by the shoulder with his fangs. Slamming him on the ground before throwing him next to Masaki. Soul shot sharp bone-tipped tendrils out of his back. Blood matted his red fur as he prepared to finish off the two warriors. As he shot them towards the two warriors a chain wrapped around Soul’s neck and yanked him into the forest throwing off his attack. A woman darted in front of Razta and Masaki as she raised two fans. Sophia stared down Sonya who was the only enemy in the clearing at that time.
Sonya stared back and readied herself. She wasn’t in any condition to fight, but she wasn’t going to let the Scion capture her without struggle. Assuming a stance, she stood still and waited for them to make the first move.
Suddenly Soul dashed back into the clearing and wrapped Sonya with his tongue before snapping her into this mouth. Then he took off darting through the forest. Sophia breathe a sigh of relief as she turned to assess the two warriors injuries. As she looked at Masaki she immediately began focusing her powers into healing him. He was fading fast. Moving to heal just the vital areas she was able to get him out of the worst of it, but he would still need a lot of rest.
“What the hell were you two thinking?” said Sophia. “Challenging Soul by yourselves like that was asking to die.”
Masaki! Masaki, wake up! TouTetsuOh tried to wake him up, but Masaki was still unmoving aside from his ragged breath beginning to stabilize. Once you wake up, prepare your body because I will train you further! TouTetsuOh said as he watched his master. Razta sat up and noticed that he could not move his shoulder. He felt nothing in the arm at all. Sophia looked it over before grabbing his shoulder and snapping it back into place. The she gave him a jolt of her power cleansing the wound and accelerating the healing. Caym walked up spinning his mace on a chain before slinging it over his shoulder.
“That took guts kid. your friend is lucky to have someone like you.” said Caym to Razta as he walk over to Masaki and picked him up with one arm placing him on his shoulder.
“Let us get back to Raltese. Your friend still needs further attention, and rest.”
A wolf stalked through the forest closing in on the dominatrix and her prey. Soul chuckled as he saw how their fight was going, but as he looked at Sonya he saw that she was injured. As his apprentice he was especially protective, and he darted in making for the warrior on the ground. He had orders to retreat, but a quick snack shouldn’t take up to much of his time. Seizing Masaki’s leg in his powerful jaw he threw the warrior into a tree as he moved to stand in front of Sonya as his body became covered with thick red fur. In his large wolf form he towered over Sonya who looked at him with wonder. .
“Waaah, where did this wolf come from!?” Sonya jumped back as the wolf came in front of her and attacked the Scion soldier. “It’s… helping me?”
”What the-” Masaki said as he was caught off guard and thrown full force into a tree. He fought to catch his breath as he stood up. ”What the hell are you!?” Masaki was stunned to see a big wolf before him. Masaki, I can’t get a read on it, becareful. TouTetsuOh warned Masaki. Masaki only nodded and brought his right leg up and clenched his fists, ready to fight the giant beast.
Soul licked his chops and stared down the warrior as he took a pouncing position. “You don’t taste terrible, but you’re tough to chew. I’ll have to tenderize the meat a little,” said Soul with a growl.
”First that crazy woman behind you and now a talking giant wolf.” Masaki chuckled. ”Come! Go get your so called meat right here.” Masaki taunted. God damn Masaki.
Masaki dashed in to the front of the beast, aiming for it’s head. He quickly deliver an uppercut to below it’s jaws. Soul jerked his head to the side at the last moment as he locked his eyes with Masaki’s. Soul’s teeth moved around in a grotesque fashion as he snapped his maw wide like a crocodile. Snapping his mouth around Masaki his teeth began to shred at his flesh. With his mouth full Soul laughed.
Wait, there’s only one person I know who can shapeshift like that… Sonya thought as she finally realized who the wolf was. As she was about to call out to him, she noticed some movement in the corner of her vision. “Soul, look out!”
Suddenly out of the corner of his eyes he spotted a man with a knife in his hand jump into the clearing. Soul thrashed his head around biting dead before throwing Masaki’s unconscious body to the side like a finished meal. Moving out of the way of Razta’s attack, Soul stood on his hind legs as he arched his body seizing Razta by the shoulder with his fangs. Slamming him on the ground before throwing him next to Masaki. Soul shot sharp bone-tipped tendrils out of his back. Blood matted his red fur as he prepared to finish off the two warriors. As he shot them towards the two warriors a chain wrapped around Soul’s neck and yanked him into the forest throwing off his attack. A woman darted in front of Razta and Masaki as she raised two fans. Sophia stared down Sonya who was the only enemy in the clearing at that time.
Sonya stared back and readied herself. She wasn’t in any condition to fight, but she wasn’t going to let the Scion capture her without struggle. Assuming a stance, she stood still and waited for them to make the first move.
Suddenly Soul dashed back into the clearing and wrapped Sonya with his tongue before snapping her into this mouth. Then he took off darting through the forest. Sophia breathe a sigh of relief as she turned to assess the two warriors injuries. As she looked at Masaki she immediately began focusing her powers into healing him. He was fading fast. Moving to heal just the vital areas she was able to get him out of the worst of it, but he would still need a lot of rest.
“What the hell were you two thinking?” said Sophia. “Challenging Soul by yourselves like that was asking to die.”
Masaki! Masaki, wake up! TouTetsuOh tried to wake him up, but Masaki was still unmoving aside from his ragged breath beginning to stabilize. Once you wake up, prepare your body because I will train you further! TouTetsuOh said as he watched his master. Razta sat up and noticed that he could not move his shoulder. He felt nothing in the arm at all. Sophia looked it over before grabbing his shoulder and snapping it back into place. The she gave him a jolt of her power cleansing the wound and accelerating the healing. Caym walked up spinning his mace on a chain before slinging it over his shoulder.
“That took guts kid. your friend is lucky to have someone like you.” said Caym to Razta as he walk over to Masaki and picked him up with one arm placing him on his shoulder.
“Let us get back to Raltese. Your friend still needs further attention, and rest.”
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Nooby2)
The sounds of rapidly clashing steel echoed around the forest. As Marian hoped the press the advantage of having a one on one fight with someone of severely lower skill she was surprised to find a challenge in Adelina. The mere thought of it infuriated her. This girl was much more than she was allowing herself to appear. With a mighty clash with sword and shield were entangled as the fhey fought to overpower one another.
“Who are you girl?” said Marian as she stepped forward trying to gain leverage. Adelina stood her ground not giving Marian an inch, and ignored Marian’s inquires. Adelina tried to go for a grab, but Marian ducked out of it and leapt back putting distance between them. As Adelina looked arcross the field at Marian she pulled her helmet down, and took her phalanx stance.
“Come at me,” taunted Adelina. Marian felt a mysterious vibe from the warrior that warned her against giving in to her taunt. Instinctively stepping back Marian heard footsteps coming from behind her, and turned defensively.
“Mam’ we were able to secure the device, but we need Soul to carry it any further. Were you able to locate him?” said the masked man from before. As she was about to instruct the men to surround Adelina she saw that the girl was no longer there.
“Alright Soul knows where to meet us. Let’s head out…” she said as she gave the area one last look.
"Representative Marian, your orders?" His shadows swirling, Selanus formed up next to Marian. "I was unable to capture the target, though after an appraisal of his abilities, I'd say he has considerable spirit power." He looked around for the woman who was with Razta, surprised to see there was nobody bleeding out. After all, it was Marian they were talking about.
”It would seem that both of us were surprised today.” said Marian. “But in the end we got what we came for. I guess I won’t have to wring your neck after all Selanus.”
"Indeed, Representative. Life wouldn't be fun without surprises." Relief flooded Selanus at her second line, it appeared his rash actions hadn't cost them after all. ”I quite like my neck the way it is, it's great that I get to keep it that way. Again, my apologies." He took his hat off and bowed to her, showing penance. "I did not intend to jeopardize our situation."
“Next time you should know. Soul is an idiot. That is his own fault however” answered Marian with a laugh as she began walking with the army towards the meeting area. “But he has his redeeming moments.”
"I'll bear that in mind, representative." Selanus chuckled as he followed her. He hadn't expected Soul to barge in like that. No wonder the troops back at Raskana had a fan club for him, the man sure how to make an entrance. Looking at the bridges, Selanus was pleased everything had turned out well but wondered how Alma's own fight had gone.
The sounds of rapidly clashing steel echoed around the forest. As Marian hoped the press the advantage of having a one on one fight with someone of severely lower skill she was surprised to find a challenge in Adelina. The mere thought of it infuriated her. This girl was much more than she was allowing herself to appear. With a mighty clash with sword and shield were entangled as the fhey fought to overpower one another.
“Who are you girl?” said Marian as she stepped forward trying to gain leverage. Adelina stood her ground not giving Marian an inch, and ignored Marian’s inquires. Adelina tried to go for a grab, but Marian ducked out of it and leapt back putting distance between them. As Adelina looked arcross the field at Marian she pulled her helmet down, and took her phalanx stance.
“Come at me,” taunted Adelina. Marian felt a mysterious vibe from the warrior that warned her against giving in to her taunt. Instinctively stepping back Marian heard footsteps coming from behind her, and turned defensively.
“Mam’ we were able to secure the device, but we need Soul to carry it any further. Were you able to locate him?” said the masked man from before. As she was about to instruct the men to surround Adelina she saw that the girl was no longer there.
“Alright Soul knows where to meet us. Let’s head out…” she said as she gave the area one last look.
"Representative Marian, your orders?" His shadows swirling, Selanus formed up next to Marian. "I was unable to capture the target, though after an appraisal of his abilities, I'd say he has considerable spirit power." He looked around for the woman who was with Razta, surprised to see there was nobody bleeding out. After all, it was Marian they were talking about.
”It would seem that both of us were surprised today.” said Marian. “But in the end we got what we came for. I guess I won’t have to wring your neck after all Selanus.”
"Indeed, Representative. Life wouldn't be fun without surprises." Relief flooded Selanus at her second line, it appeared his rash actions hadn't cost them after all. ”I quite like my neck the way it is, it's great that I get to keep it that way. Again, my apologies." He took his hat off and bowed to her, showing penance. "I did not intend to jeopardize our situation."
“Next time you should know. Soul is an idiot. That is his own fault however” answered Marian with a laugh as she began walking with the army towards the meeting area. “But he has his redeeming moments.”
"I'll bear that in mind, representative." Selanus chuckled as he followed her. He hadn't expected Soul to barge in like that. No wonder the troops back at Raskana had a fan club for him, the man sure how to make an entrance. Looking at the bridges, Selanus was pleased everything had turned out well but wondered how Alma's own fight had gone.
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Katsucha, Valentine_KiS5, and BagMan)
When he was sure Soul had gone, Owain began to try and walk in the direction he thought the others might be. His armour had other ideas, yet again, as masses of steam was released. Owain found himself truly unable to stand, falling to his knees, the full weight of the armour suddenly pushing down on him. Owain hadn't noticed but his armour was riddled with holes.
“Gah, what?” Owain said, confused, “how did-?” Owain couldn’t get the words out. His armour was ruined. Owain shouted, almost a scream, in despair. He felt that his armour was one in the same with him, his trademark, without it he was useless.
“Hey…” a soft voice, Owain had only heard it a few times before. His spirit was quite the recluse. “I’m… really sorry about your armour, I tried my best to hold it together but…”
“Heh” Owain laughed pitifully, “I’m the one who should be apologising, I let you down, I let myself down”
“Don’t say that, idiot”Nimue scolded, “You just fought the most powerful enemy you have ever faced before, you’re lucky it was just your armour”
“But-”
“No buts”
Owain sighed, he was never able to keep up with his spirit, Nimue definitely reminded him of an old friend. “I’m too weak to fight Soul” he concluded.
“Probably” the spirit agreed.
“I’ll get stronger then,” Owain said.
“I don’t doubt that,” Nimue said slyly.
Owain’s armour creaked and clanked as he used all of his strength to pick himself up off of the floor. Loosening the straps, removing the gauntlets, the oversized scabbard, the shin guards and the chest plate, Owain took his broken armour off for the last time. If he was a more emotional person no doubt, gazing upon the ruin of his large suit of armour, he would have cried.
“Soul is definitely picking up the bill for this, that armour was ultra expensive” Owain said with determination, trying to cheer himself up. He felt terrible, like he had just lost a friend or a partner.
“Don’t forget who your real partner is” Nimue laughed.
“Yeah,” Owain said turning his back on his armour, a warrior should be laid to rest where they were felled, and to Owain his armour was as much warrior as he was, and thus he would leave it there, broken but still glorious.
“Captain!” Ari screamed as she had noticed Owain from a distance. “Captain are you okay?” Ari asked she notice Owain armour on the ground battered and ruined.
“Well… I’m fine, my armour? Not so much. I can’t really fight without it, so I guess I’m a little stuck,” Owain said rubbing the back of his head and laughing meekly. “What about you?”
“But a life for armor is a good trade if you ask me.” replied Reymond. “Did this happen in the fall?”
“It would take more than a lousy fall to break that armour” Owain answered, “I was fighting the enemy chief and this happened without me noticing. Bastard ran off in the middle of the fight.” Owain sighed, “I probably still lost though if you add the sum totals, seeing as I barely dented him and he ruined my armour,” he said dejectedly. He is so paying for it.
“I have heard stories of that man.” said Anastas. “You are lucky to still be breathing after facing him.” He kept his eyes on the surroundings, not wanting them to be caught off guard if that man came back to finish the job. ”Still, why would he just up and leave. . . Did we win?”
“Why would you even fight him yourself Captain?! From what I heard he isn’t someone you can just go one on one Captain.”
“I didn’t have a choice, and honestly he wasn’t all that, other than his freakish moves I’ve fought better,” Owain replied, “I would suggest meeting up the rest of the force but… I’m in no real position to fight half of the cursed troops that are out there without my armour”
“That’s not what I expected to hear from you Owain.” said Reymond. “Razta, Masaki, and Adelina still need us. We will have to be your armor until you acquire some more.”
“Ugh…” Owain disliked relying on others, but realised his own futility in this situation, he would have to rely on his natural talent from here on in, “fine,” he relented.
“Don’t worry Captain if anything happens I’ll have one my golems carry you away”
“No thanks” Owain turned her down instantly, “I’d rather you carried me yourself,” Owain smirked jokingly.
“Idiot!!” Ari quickly retorted. “A woman isn’t supposed to carry a man!”
As the group started off for the forest they saw a large group of divine soldiers making their way back to Raltese. Caym and Sophia led it, and on Caym’s shoulder was Masaki who was still out cold. Adelina and Razta were behind them, Adelina was helping Razta to walk.
Anastas made his way alongside Caym, seeing Masaki in that state made him feel troubled but he didn’t show any of it on his face. At most he was glad he made it out in one piece, for that he gave Masaki a pat on the shoulder and simply said ”Good work.” remaining quiet the rest of the walk back.
“You guys…” Owain said, stunned at the scene, “what happened?”
“Your men tried to take on Soul by themselves. They are lucky we got the rescue order in time. The girl just met up with us. She must be tough as nails. I don’t see a scratch on her armor.” said Sophia.
“Soul, huh? looks like I have another bone to pick with him, I should make a list” Owain said, it was hard to tell if Owain was joking or serious. “You did well Adelina, good job” Owain patted her on the shoulder.
“Thank you sir, it really wasn’t all that difficult. I’m guessing we won? The cowards are running scared.” commented Adelina.
“For now, but this is far from over,” Owain said, “I’m really gonna need a new set of armour…”
“Where would you obtain such a thing, Captain?” asked Razta.
“Same place I got the first one, an old friend,” Owain said, “I know a guy, he’s a ways out though”
“Then you better get to him once you can Captain”
When he was sure Soul had gone, Owain began to try and walk in the direction he thought the others might be. His armour had other ideas, yet again, as masses of steam was released. Owain found himself truly unable to stand, falling to his knees, the full weight of the armour suddenly pushing down on him. Owain hadn't noticed but his armour was riddled with holes.
“Gah, what?” Owain said, confused, “how did-?” Owain couldn’t get the words out. His armour was ruined. Owain shouted, almost a scream, in despair. He felt that his armour was one in the same with him, his trademark, without it he was useless.
“Hey…” a soft voice, Owain had only heard it a few times before. His spirit was quite the recluse. “I’m… really sorry about your armour, I tried my best to hold it together but…”
“Heh” Owain laughed pitifully, “I’m the one who should be apologising, I let you down, I let myself down”
“Don’t say that, idiot”Nimue scolded, “You just fought the most powerful enemy you have ever faced before, you’re lucky it was just your armour”
“But-”
“No buts”
Owain sighed, he was never able to keep up with his spirit, Nimue definitely reminded him of an old friend. “I’m too weak to fight Soul” he concluded.
“Probably” the spirit agreed.
“I’ll get stronger then,” Owain said.
“I don’t doubt that,” Nimue said slyly.
Owain’s armour creaked and clanked as he used all of his strength to pick himself up off of the floor. Loosening the straps, removing the gauntlets, the oversized scabbard, the shin guards and the chest plate, Owain took his broken armour off for the last time. If he was a more emotional person no doubt, gazing upon the ruin of his large suit of armour, he would have cried.
“Soul is definitely picking up the bill for this, that armour was ultra expensive” Owain said with determination, trying to cheer himself up. He felt terrible, like he had just lost a friend or a partner.
“Don’t forget who your real partner is” Nimue laughed.
“Yeah,” Owain said turning his back on his armour, a warrior should be laid to rest where they were felled, and to Owain his armour was as much warrior as he was, and thus he would leave it there, broken but still glorious.
“Captain!” Ari screamed as she had noticed Owain from a distance. “Captain are you okay?” Ari asked she notice Owain armour on the ground battered and ruined.
“Well… I’m fine, my armour? Not so much. I can’t really fight without it, so I guess I’m a little stuck,” Owain said rubbing the back of his head and laughing meekly. “What about you?”
“But a life for armor is a good trade if you ask me.” replied Reymond. “Did this happen in the fall?”
“It would take more than a lousy fall to break that armour” Owain answered, “I was fighting the enemy chief and this happened without me noticing. Bastard ran off in the middle of the fight.” Owain sighed, “I probably still lost though if you add the sum totals, seeing as I barely dented him and he ruined my armour,” he said dejectedly. He is so paying for it.
“I have heard stories of that man.” said Anastas. “You are lucky to still be breathing after facing him.” He kept his eyes on the surroundings, not wanting them to be caught off guard if that man came back to finish the job. ”Still, why would he just up and leave. . . Did we win?”
“Why would you even fight him yourself Captain?! From what I heard he isn’t someone you can just go one on one Captain.”
“I didn’t have a choice, and honestly he wasn’t all that, other than his freakish moves I’ve fought better,” Owain replied, “I would suggest meeting up the rest of the force but… I’m in no real position to fight half of the cursed troops that are out there without my armour”
“That’s not what I expected to hear from you Owain.” said Reymond. “Razta, Masaki, and Adelina still need us. We will have to be your armor until you acquire some more.”
“Ugh…” Owain disliked relying on others, but realised his own futility in this situation, he would have to rely on his natural talent from here on in, “fine,” he relented.
“Don’t worry Captain if anything happens I’ll have one my golems carry you away”
“No thanks” Owain turned her down instantly, “I’d rather you carried me yourself,” Owain smirked jokingly.
“Idiot!!” Ari quickly retorted. “A woman isn’t supposed to carry a man!”
As the group started off for the forest they saw a large group of divine soldiers making their way back to Raltese. Caym and Sophia led it, and on Caym’s shoulder was Masaki who was still out cold. Adelina and Razta were behind them, Adelina was helping Razta to walk.
Anastas made his way alongside Caym, seeing Masaki in that state made him feel troubled but he didn’t show any of it on his face. At most he was glad he made it out in one piece, for that he gave Masaki a pat on the shoulder and simply said ”Good work.” remaining quiet the rest of the walk back.
“You guys…” Owain said, stunned at the scene, “what happened?”
“Your men tried to take on Soul by themselves. They are lucky we got the rescue order in time. The girl just met up with us. She must be tough as nails. I don’t see a scratch on her armor.” said Sophia.
“Soul, huh? looks like I have another bone to pick with him, I should make a list” Owain said, it was hard to tell if Owain was joking or serious. “You did well Adelina, good job” Owain patted her on the shoulder.
“Thank you sir, it really wasn’t all that difficult. I’m guessing we won? The cowards are running scared.” commented Adelina.
“For now, but this is far from over,” Owain said, “I’m really gonna need a new set of armour…”
“Where would you obtain such a thing, Captain?” asked Razta.
“Same place I got the first one, an old friend,” Owain said, “I know a guy, he’s a ways out though”
“Then you better get to him once you can Captain”
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)
“I wasn’t as late as I thought I’d be…” Louise said, appearing out of the blue. “I mean, good day to you all?” Louise greeted everyone with a rather out-of-place smile as she walked into the group. She wore a pink dress which seemed to be a strange mix between a sailor uniform and a Victorian dress. As such, the skirt was frilly yet almost dangerously short; it's gold stars that it was decorated with shined against the faint light from the surroundings - it was truly an otherworldly fashion. As if the †˜star’ of the †˜show’ was finally here. On the top, she wore a light-pink blouse with a bow-tie fitted under her neck. She wore cuffs over her wrists, both adorned with a single tiny gold star. Lastly, long black knee-socks covered her long and slender legs - combined with her fashionable pink boots - her new attire gave her a rather unique appearance.
Arkasia just stood in disbelief. “So glad you could make it, Louise,” said Arkasia with an incredulous look. She had no idea why she found it so important to leave, and change clothes when more than likely she would just get dirty again. “You will be with us, Louise. I see that you already saw to your own injury?”
Leona had to admit that Louise’s dress was nice, but she wasn’t about to act like a girly girl in front of Arkasia who already seemed to be on edge.
“That I have, my wound is now tended to,” Louise replied, giving a nod. “What is this strange aura that I feel in the air?” Louise looked about, looking back and forth left and right. “Ugh, I wish I hadn’t put on these bandages… ” she silently muttered to herself. The injury had already healed, but she could never be too careful. More so, she was afraid that the blood would ruin her dress yet again.
Arkasia lead the group to a wall that seemed to be just a normal wall. “This is probably what you have been feeling. Let’s hope the thing is still in one piece,” she said as she focused her spirit into it. The wall split open revealing a narrow passage. As the door opened, Arkasia spotted ashes on the floor of the hallway.
“Damnit!” she exclaimed as she ran down the hallway as fast as she could not even waiting for the others to follow. Leona and Fenfang took off behind her trying to keep up with Arkasia’s pace. As Arkasia reached the end of the passageway she saw a tear shaped container with pipes connected to it. The light that was coming from it was quickly fading. They were just here.
Fenfang kept the soldiers from going any farther, and seeing the device. Louise, and Leona were free to enter, however.
“This is the device, Arkasia?” asked Leona. “It looks so strange.”
“Yes, this the amplification device, but the component that I was told to retrieve is gone. They got the better of us. This could have been what they invaded Raltese. We were too late.”
“So, what do now?” Louise asked, not too interested with the device anymore. With whatever that was stolen, this would be almost useless now.
“With the device like this it’s useless to us now,” answered Arkasia. “But we still need to work on restoring the city, and clearing the lands around here.”
“I shall personally see to it that the city is cleaned of the cursed beings. My squad and I will focus our veils - try to sense out - or flush out the rest of the rats,” Louise responded, with a smirk. Wanting to take out her frustration for the damage she received earlier.
“Good, glad to see you taking something seriously,” said Arkasia. “I will leave it to you.” Arkasia was disappointed that this was the result, but she would just have to give the research team the bad news later. In the mean time she would turn Raltese into a fortress.
“Please do. Now I may pay those scoundrels back for laying a blade on me,” Louise said, smiling. “I’ll be sure to torture them before blasting them off, however,” excitedly, Louise displayed a rather sadistic expression without realizing; ecstatic from the thought of sweet revenge.
“I wasn’t as late as I thought I’d be…” Louise said, appearing out of the blue. “I mean, good day to you all?” Louise greeted everyone with a rather out-of-place smile as she walked into the group. She wore a pink dress which seemed to be a strange mix between a sailor uniform and a Victorian dress. As such, the skirt was frilly yet almost dangerously short; it's gold stars that it was decorated with shined against the faint light from the surroundings - it was truly an otherworldly fashion. As if the †˜star’ of the †˜show’ was finally here. On the top, she wore a light-pink blouse with a bow-tie fitted under her neck. She wore cuffs over her wrists, both adorned with a single tiny gold star. Lastly, long black knee-socks covered her long and slender legs - combined with her fashionable pink boots - her new attire gave her a rather unique appearance.
Arkasia just stood in disbelief. “So glad you could make it, Louise,” said Arkasia with an incredulous look. She had no idea why she found it so important to leave, and change clothes when more than likely she would just get dirty again. “You will be with us, Louise. I see that you already saw to your own injury?”
Leona had to admit that Louise’s dress was nice, but she wasn’t about to act like a girly girl in front of Arkasia who already seemed to be on edge.
“That I have, my wound is now tended to,” Louise replied, giving a nod. “What is this strange aura that I feel in the air?” Louise looked about, looking back and forth left and right. “Ugh, I wish I hadn’t put on these bandages… ” she silently muttered to herself. The injury had already healed, but she could never be too careful. More so, she was afraid that the blood would ruin her dress yet again.
Arkasia lead the group to a wall that seemed to be just a normal wall. “This is probably what you have been feeling. Let’s hope the thing is still in one piece,” she said as she focused her spirit into it. The wall split open revealing a narrow passage. As the door opened, Arkasia spotted ashes on the floor of the hallway.
“Damnit!” she exclaimed as she ran down the hallway as fast as she could not even waiting for the others to follow. Leona and Fenfang took off behind her trying to keep up with Arkasia’s pace. As Arkasia reached the end of the passageway she saw a tear shaped container with pipes connected to it. The light that was coming from it was quickly fading. They were just here.
Fenfang kept the soldiers from going any farther, and seeing the device. Louise, and Leona were free to enter, however.
“This is the device, Arkasia?” asked Leona. “It looks so strange.”
“Yes, this the amplification device, but the component that I was told to retrieve is gone. They got the better of us. This could have been what they invaded Raltese. We were too late.”
“So, what do now?” Louise asked, not too interested with the device anymore. With whatever that was stolen, this would be almost useless now.
“With the device like this it’s useless to us now,” answered Arkasia. “But we still need to work on restoring the city, and clearing the lands around here.”
“I shall personally see to it that the city is cleaned of the cursed beings. My squad and I will focus our veils - try to sense out - or flush out the rest of the rats,” Louise responded, with a smirk. Wanting to take out her frustration for the damage she received earlier.
“Good, glad to see you taking something seriously,” said Arkasia. “I will leave it to you.” Arkasia was disappointed that this was the result, but she would just have to give the research team the bad news later. In the mean time she would turn Raltese into a fortress.
“Please do. Now I may pay those scoundrels back for laying a blade on me,” Louise said, smiling. “I’ll be sure to torture them before blasting them off, however,” excitedly, Louise displayed a rather sadistic expression without realizing; ecstatic from the thought of sweet revenge.
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(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman,Valentine_K1S5, and Bagman.)
The group arrived in Raltese to find that the battle was truly over, and done with. Soldiers were busy cleaning the town, and rebuilding necessary structures. Others were taking the chance to heal up or get some much needed rest. Many of the shops and houses were being repurposed to suit the needs of the army. Since they would be staying in this town for as long as needed they needed to make it home. They would be living off the supplies that they brought, and what was salvageable until they were able to get the farms in working order again. They could also send for rations if it got to that point.
Adelina looked around the city trying to find where the injured soldiers were being taken to. Ari seemed to be lost in thought brining up the rear. “We need to get these two to the medics. Sir Caym, will you carry Masaki a little while longer?” asked Adelina.
Caym smiled. “Of Course, I can’t just throw him down on the street can I?” he responded.
“Sorry to be so much trouble.” said Razta.
“Nonsense” said Adelina. “I have to...look after you after all.”
Reymond smirked. “Well look at you two.” he joked. “Two hearts forged together in the heat of battle. Brings a tear to my eye.”
”Will you guys please shut up? Someone is trying to sleep here.” Masaki mourned unconsciously. Razta laughed hearing this. It was a good thing to hear his friend's voice, even if was just him spouting something half asleep.
Owain was roused by Masaki’s voice. He had been day dreaming and lamenting the loss of his armour but the words of his unconscious soldier reminded him of his duty. “Good to know at least one of us can get shut eye at this time,” Owain said, half joking half scolding.
“I for one can’t wait to get some sleep myself,” said Reymond looking around at the group. Seeing Anastas checking his equipment he decided to be a bit nosy. “So how about you? You got a girl waiting for you somewhere?” he asked Anastas.
He stopped cleaning his dagger and gave a notable smirk. ”Yeah maybe,” he acknowledged as he began to reminisce, ”not sure if she might be waiting for me though.”
“Maybe? Did you guys get in a fight or something?” asked Reymond.
”Fight?” Anastas chuckled, ”Yeah, we fought each other quite a bit. She’s a strong woman.” He started to play around with his dagger as he talked. ”But no, I just left her is what happened.”
“Left her? Just broke her heart and left.” said Reymond. “That had to be rough on the girl.”
”I don’t think so. She’s tough and. . . “ He sighed, ”She probably only ever saw me as a means to an end.” He leaned back onto the wall, giving another hefty sigh as he gazed at the sky. ”Even if she did though, I still love her.”
“Then do you have plans to go back to her? Is that still an option?” he asked. Adelina listened in, and couldn’t help but think of some sort of play. She had caught a few when growing up, but she never thought stories like that really happened.
”Maybe, I’ve haven’t seen her since then.” His expression dulled as he continued but suddenly sparked a fiery determination, he pushed off from the wall and looked straight at Reymond. ”But my people have a saying. Don’t stop for what ifs, run forward regardless.”
Owain looked darkly at Anastas, "you're lucky you've had at least some luck with women, I've not," he said. Owain's expression softened, "where did you meet her?"
”A settlement near my farm. She was the first person I met there and for some reason she kept with me whenever I was around. . . might be why I came to love her.” He gave another smile before sighing again, ”But surely Captain, you’ve had somebody there for you at least once.”
"I have friends, sure, but whenever I decide to get serious about a girl something goes wrong" Owain smiled sadly, "maybe they think I'm too frivolous."
“Or a dirty pervert.” commented Adelina.
“That hurts Adelina,” Owain said clutching his chest, pretending to be wounded, “I’m a pure soul.” Owain grinned. Adelina scoffed but smiled as well.
“You aren’t a terrible person captain, but hows a lady to form a good opinion of you when you act the way you do?” said Sophia. She had been quiet until now, but conversations such as this often grasped her interest.
“That’s just who I am,” Owain replied, “would you get serious with someone if they couldn’t accept some of who you are?” Owain twisted the conversation towards Sophia.
“That depends on the trait, Owain. As well as the lady in question.” answered Sophia. “As I’m sure there is one who can overlook yours in particular. You just have to find her.”
“Well I have yet to meet her,” Owain said, “but it would be nice…”
The group arrived in Raltese to find that the battle was truly over, and done with. Soldiers were busy cleaning the town, and rebuilding necessary structures. Others were taking the chance to heal up or get some much needed rest. Many of the shops and houses were being repurposed to suit the needs of the army. Since they would be staying in this town for as long as needed they needed to make it home. They would be living off the supplies that they brought, and what was salvageable until they were able to get the farms in working order again. They could also send for rations if it got to that point.
Adelina looked around the city trying to find where the injured soldiers were being taken to. Ari seemed to be lost in thought brining up the rear. “We need to get these two to the medics. Sir Caym, will you carry Masaki a little while longer?” asked Adelina.
Caym smiled. “Of Course, I can’t just throw him down on the street can I?” he responded.
“Sorry to be so much trouble.” said Razta.
“Nonsense” said Adelina. “I have to...look after you after all.”
Reymond smirked. “Well look at you two.” he joked. “Two hearts forged together in the heat of battle. Brings a tear to my eye.”
”Will you guys please shut up? Someone is trying to sleep here.” Masaki mourned unconsciously. Razta laughed hearing this. It was a good thing to hear his friend's voice, even if was just him spouting something half asleep.
Owain was roused by Masaki’s voice. He had been day dreaming and lamenting the loss of his armour but the words of his unconscious soldier reminded him of his duty. “Good to know at least one of us can get shut eye at this time,” Owain said, half joking half scolding.
“I for one can’t wait to get some sleep myself,” said Reymond looking around at the group. Seeing Anastas checking his equipment he decided to be a bit nosy. “So how about you? You got a girl waiting for you somewhere?” he asked Anastas.
He stopped cleaning his dagger and gave a notable smirk. ”Yeah maybe,” he acknowledged as he began to reminisce, ”not sure if she might be waiting for me though.”
“Maybe? Did you guys get in a fight or something?” asked Reymond.
”Fight?” Anastas chuckled, ”Yeah, we fought each other quite a bit. She’s a strong woman.” He started to play around with his dagger as he talked. ”But no, I just left her is what happened.”
“Left her? Just broke her heart and left.” said Reymond. “That had to be rough on the girl.”
”I don’t think so. She’s tough and. . . “ He sighed, ”She probably only ever saw me as a means to an end.” He leaned back onto the wall, giving another hefty sigh as he gazed at the sky. ”Even if she did though, I still love her.”
“Then do you have plans to go back to her? Is that still an option?” he asked. Adelina listened in, and couldn’t help but think of some sort of play. She had caught a few when growing up, but she never thought stories like that really happened.
”Maybe, I’ve haven’t seen her since then.” His expression dulled as he continued but suddenly sparked a fiery determination, he pushed off from the wall and looked straight at Reymond. ”But my people have a saying. Don’t stop for what ifs, run forward regardless.”
Owain looked darkly at Anastas, "you're lucky you've had at least some luck with women, I've not," he said. Owain's expression softened, "where did you meet her?"
”A settlement near my farm. She was the first person I met there and for some reason she kept with me whenever I was around. . . might be why I came to love her.” He gave another smile before sighing again, ”But surely Captain, you’ve had somebody there for you at least once.”
"I have friends, sure, but whenever I decide to get serious about a girl something goes wrong" Owain smiled sadly, "maybe they think I'm too frivolous."
“Or a dirty pervert.” commented Adelina.
“That hurts Adelina,” Owain said clutching his chest, pretending to be wounded, “I’m a pure soul.” Owain grinned. Adelina scoffed but smiled as well.
“You aren’t a terrible person captain, but hows a lady to form a good opinion of you when you act the way you do?” said Sophia. She had been quiet until now, but conversations such as this often grasped her interest.
“That’s just who I am,” Owain replied, “would you get serious with someone if they couldn’t accept some of who you are?” Owain twisted the conversation towards Sophia.
“That depends on the trait, Owain. As well as the lady in question.” answered Sophia. “As I’m sure there is one who can overlook yours in particular. You just have to find her.”
“Well I have yet to meet her,” Owain said, “but it would be nice…”
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)
Louise strolled across the city of Raltese - with her disciples - feeling disdain towards the grim and unclean area that she came to; she felt disgust for the first time in this town. Many cursed soldiers laid bare - with mad and twisted faces - in the alleys, streets, and any nook and cranny they could find. They’d be longer provide any threat to anyone due to their current condition. Just rocking back and forth, or screaming nonsense that no one would even bother to comprehend, but Louise sensed something else about them. Their minds were scrambled - she had a feeling that she could scavenge information out of the crazed lot.
With a corner of her lips raised - Louise grinned. “Alright, restrain every one of these felons, on the double. I wish to see them gathered before me,” Louise commanded, shoving her smile aside, she showed a more serious face befitting of a professional leader in the battlefield. With the battles of Raltese finally meeting their end - Louise had her own - extra - share of battle to fight; the battle which regarded the psyche.
Her followers - abiding by her order - immediately spread out. Priests and priestesses used magic to forcibly restrain the ugly figures temporarily; giving enough time to allow the assisting soldiers to tie the wicked crowd of warriors from across the streets. The soldiers gathered their strength to carry and drag the remaining cursed people before Louise - as instructed.
Her smile reappeared. “Good work,” Louise praised the work of her Scion underlings. Nodding - pleased with how they were rounded up rather quick - Louise approached them. “I have some questions to ask of you gentlemen, if you don’t mind,” in return for politely asking with the most possibly kind and gentle expression - Louise received glares that shot curses, fury, and foul words from the bounded bunch. Her ears caught something from †˜as if!’ to †˜no way!’. She gave a terse frown before remaking her saintly expression.
She didn’t expect it to be so easy. Regardless, she needed to try. “May I have you warriors tell me about your kind? Anything that you know? I may consider sparing your lives - if you speak, so to say,” Louise offered with a delicate smile.
“I ain’t telling you nothin’!” One of the mad men yelled out in anger. Some of the others yelled along; protesting. It was futile.
Louise circled the group, asking around. She spent around five minutes; interrogating. It did not yield any result till someone seemed to be saying something...
“They are always watching! Always. We have eyes everywhere! Especially in MAsaRiOOOooo!” Screamed the man. The person was clearly out of his mind. He was mentally unstable - Louise didn’t require herself to sense such a simple fact out. She could deduce it from his twisted face alone.
“Oh, I thank you. Albeit it being obvious - it’s always a well-received surplus to receive a confirmation.”
Louise then tried to converse with many other ghastly men. Becoming the victim of cold and deathly stares. Frowning, Louise was rather displeased. She was certain that she’d gain at least a few answers if she graced them with her beautiful and appeasing form. She took the liberty to consider for a moment. Composing herself, Louise shoved her feelings of irritation aside; replacing the cranky expression with a smile. “How about I… ” she begun, pointing her wand in a flash after drawing it out towards the nothingness beside her. The air sliced apart to reveal an entrance to a dimensional, shining oval-shaped entrance. Looking at it closely - the prisoners were able to take a glance towards the forest. It was typically the vision of the trees alongside a lake; just outside Raltese. Outside the fortified veils. Outside the city - without a doubt.
“H-High Priestess?! What are you doing!!” One of the priests yelled from behind her.
Paying no heed, Louise didn’t turn her gaze from the tied up warriors of darkness. “Let you escape - here and now - if you answer me faithfully? Any piece of information is fine. In return; you gain freedom. Not a bad deal, yes?” Louise offered, knowing full well what the possible consequences could lead to. However, she ignored those possible repercussions for now.
“T-Traitorous!” A scion soldier brashly claimed, stuttering. Louise could feel her reputation crumbling. She had to do this right.
“Take this as your final ride - straight back to life - otherwise, prepare to face your end - oh-cursed-ones. I promise. If I receive an information, I’ll not harm you - in any way," Louise confidently smiled as she claimed; making herself appear reassuring. “So, anyone?”
“Never trust a man who can change his face…” said a man who seemed to have taken up on Louise’s offer. Perhaps he was enchanted by her beauty, or desperately wished to take up on her offer. Looking at his face, she assumed that it was the latter in this case.
To this new information, Louise gave a smirk. “Excellent. You may pass via the door I prepared,” it was no lie, Louise had been using her magic to continually support the existence of the magical gate. She ushered with her hand, one of the soldiers reluctantly cut the tough ropes with a sharp knife; granting freedom to the man Louise seemed to be grateful towards.
Smiling, the man stood up. Much to the surprise of Louise’s subordinates - all of whom seemed to be losing their faith in the new High Priestess - the man started walking weakly towards the conjured portal. Hope welled up in his face, he was not corrupted with madness to the fullest. He held on to the will to live.
The man could attempt to attack Louise as he passed just by her - with all the eyes at him - but he didn’t; perhaps he was truly fixated in wanting to save his life.
The corner of her lips raised; revealing a sinister smile, as one of the soldiers took the initiative to behead the man just as he crossed by the rift - glistening blood rolled mid-air and spilled forth in the streets of Raltese - painting the lush green grasses on the other side - as the passage to the other side momentarily closed.
His head was left behind, with the rest of his body now on the other side.
“Rest assured, I didn’t harm him; as promised.” Louise held a truly darkened smile - victorious. It was a sinister grin. Receiving stares of surprise and glares of hate and disgust at the same time as a result. “I must say, I am impressed. Even at the very last moment; none of you budged to cling onto the final ray of hope to life that I provided,” Louise said, expressing her honest opinion as everyone stared with blank surprise. “Don’t get me wrong, I have to use strict measures if I want information. This is war, my dear friends. Sparing someone is not quite an option to me, either. Letting one of them go would mean that they may report back to the land of the cursed and inform what information we’ve gained now,” curling her lips into yet another confident smile, Louise attempted to justify herself - she was truly a cunning priestess; vastly different from how one would imagine her to be. “This went according to the plan I devised, regardless, we are now done with them.”
“Do it,” Louise signaled as she turned away; taking her leave of the grotesque sight. The priests and priestesses raised their staffs and wands towards the rest of the cursed beings; casting countless holy magics at the same time - banishing them from the world in a single moment; turning them to nothing but ash.
Louise strolled across the city of Raltese - with her disciples - feeling disdain towards the grim and unclean area that she came to; she felt disgust for the first time in this town. Many cursed soldiers laid bare - with mad and twisted faces - in the alleys, streets, and any nook and cranny they could find. They’d be longer provide any threat to anyone due to their current condition. Just rocking back and forth, or screaming nonsense that no one would even bother to comprehend, but Louise sensed something else about them. Their minds were scrambled - she had a feeling that she could scavenge information out of the crazed lot.
With a corner of her lips raised - Louise grinned. “Alright, restrain every one of these felons, on the double. I wish to see them gathered before me,” Louise commanded, shoving her smile aside, she showed a more serious face befitting of a professional leader in the battlefield. With the battles of Raltese finally meeting their end - Louise had her own - extra - share of battle to fight; the battle which regarded the psyche.
Her followers - abiding by her order - immediately spread out. Priests and priestesses used magic to forcibly restrain the ugly figures temporarily; giving enough time to allow the assisting soldiers to tie the wicked crowd of warriors from across the streets. The soldiers gathered their strength to carry and drag the remaining cursed people before Louise - as instructed.
Her smile reappeared. “Good work,” Louise praised the work of her Scion underlings. Nodding - pleased with how they were rounded up rather quick - Louise approached them. “I have some questions to ask of you gentlemen, if you don’t mind,” in return for politely asking with the most possibly kind and gentle expression - Louise received glares that shot curses, fury, and foul words from the bounded bunch. Her ears caught something from †˜as if!’ to †˜no way!’. She gave a terse frown before remaking her saintly expression.
She didn’t expect it to be so easy. Regardless, she needed to try. “May I have you warriors tell me about your kind? Anything that you know? I may consider sparing your lives - if you speak, so to say,” Louise offered with a delicate smile.
“I ain’t telling you nothin’!” One of the mad men yelled out in anger. Some of the others yelled along; protesting. It was futile.
Louise circled the group, asking around. She spent around five minutes; interrogating. It did not yield any result till someone seemed to be saying something...
“They are always watching! Always. We have eyes everywhere! Especially in MAsaRiOOOooo!” Screamed the man. The person was clearly out of his mind. He was mentally unstable - Louise didn’t require herself to sense such a simple fact out. She could deduce it from his twisted face alone.
“Oh, I thank you. Albeit it being obvious - it’s always a well-received surplus to receive a confirmation.”
Louise then tried to converse with many other ghastly men. Becoming the victim of cold and deathly stares. Frowning, Louise was rather displeased. She was certain that she’d gain at least a few answers if she graced them with her beautiful and appeasing form. She took the liberty to consider for a moment. Composing herself, Louise shoved her feelings of irritation aside; replacing the cranky expression with a smile. “How about I… ” she begun, pointing her wand in a flash after drawing it out towards the nothingness beside her. The air sliced apart to reveal an entrance to a dimensional, shining oval-shaped entrance. Looking at it closely - the prisoners were able to take a glance towards the forest. It was typically the vision of the trees alongside a lake; just outside Raltese. Outside the fortified veils. Outside the city - without a doubt.
“H-High Priestess?! What are you doing!!” One of the priests yelled from behind her.
Paying no heed, Louise didn’t turn her gaze from the tied up warriors of darkness. “Let you escape - here and now - if you answer me faithfully? Any piece of information is fine. In return; you gain freedom. Not a bad deal, yes?” Louise offered, knowing full well what the possible consequences could lead to. However, she ignored those possible repercussions for now.
“T-Traitorous!” A scion soldier brashly claimed, stuttering. Louise could feel her reputation crumbling. She had to do this right.
“Take this as your final ride - straight back to life - otherwise, prepare to face your end - oh-cursed-ones. I promise. If I receive an information, I’ll not harm you - in any way," Louise confidently smiled as she claimed; making herself appear reassuring. “So, anyone?”
“Never trust a man who can change his face…” said a man who seemed to have taken up on Louise’s offer. Perhaps he was enchanted by her beauty, or desperately wished to take up on her offer. Looking at his face, she assumed that it was the latter in this case.
To this new information, Louise gave a smirk. “Excellent. You may pass via the door I prepared,” it was no lie, Louise had been using her magic to continually support the existence of the magical gate. She ushered with her hand, one of the soldiers reluctantly cut the tough ropes with a sharp knife; granting freedom to the man Louise seemed to be grateful towards.
Smiling, the man stood up. Much to the surprise of Louise’s subordinates - all of whom seemed to be losing their faith in the new High Priestess - the man started walking weakly towards the conjured portal. Hope welled up in his face, he was not corrupted with madness to the fullest. He held on to the will to live.
The man could attempt to attack Louise as he passed just by her - with all the eyes at him - but he didn’t; perhaps he was truly fixated in wanting to save his life.
The corner of her lips raised; revealing a sinister smile, as one of the soldiers took the initiative to behead the man just as he crossed by the rift - glistening blood rolled mid-air and spilled forth in the streets of Raltese - painting the lush green grasses on the other side - as the passage to the other side momentarily closed.
His head was left behind, with the rest of his body now on the other side.
“Rest assured, I didn’t harm him; as promised.” Louise held a truly darkened smile - victorious. It was a sinister grin. Receiving stares of surprise and glares of hate and disgust at the same time as a result. “I must say, I am impressed. Even at the very last moment; none of you budged to cling onto the final ray of hope to life that I provided,” Louise said, expressing her honest opinion as everyone stared with blank surprise. “Don’t get me wrong, I have to use strict measures if I want information. This is war, my dear friends. Sparing someone is not quite an option to me, either. Letting one of them go would mean that they may report back to the land of the cursed and inform what information we’ve gained now,” curling her lips into yet another confident smile, Louise attempted to justify herself - she was truly a cunning priestess; vastly different from how one would imagine her to be. “This went according to the plan I devised, regardless, we are now done with them.”
“Do it,” Louise signaled as she turned away; taking her leave of the grotesque sight. The priests and priestesses raised their staffs and wands towards the rest of the cursed beings; casting countless holy magics at the same time - banishing them from the world in a single moment; turning them to nothing but ash.