"...Be warned; many of Beritra's highest ranking legions lurk in this cave. Try to stay in a small group so you do not take more than you can handle as much as possible, no go on, for Asmodae!" Loud and clear, the general commanded as he dispatched his army. The veteran soldiers, hardened and polished in combat after many centuries of long wars against the Elyos and Balaurs, roared as loud as they could after the general gave command.
In the crowd of soldiers, there was a midnight haired woman with a hair reaching her lower back, and bangs which obstruct her forehead, lilac skinned woman, who silently prayed to Azphel for protection in order to survive so she can reunite with her husband. "Lord Azphel, please let me survive so my husband and grandnephew will not grieve in misery..."
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The army finally reached the cave in name, and the higher ranked soldiers were organizing their own group to venture into the pitch black. After a few 'you go into that group, you go there's, arguings, more details about the plan and change of plans from fresh information from spies, the group started dispatching, into the darkness filled with dangerous.
"Kooryuu, you have a fairly good sense of presence do you?" The midnight haired woman's muscle ripped, male partner asked. "I suppose we can let you be the ones to tell us to hush when you feel something is coming,"
Kooryuu, feeling the uneasy air blow her long mane matching the color of her hair, nods muttering a serious 'yes' to her colleague. Her long experience for almost over thousand years as a daeva had made it easy for her to sense approaching enemies, including assassins and rangers who are in the most strongest stealth. The group asked others to use their combat friendly 'special senses' as they ventured deeper.
In the middle of the cave, the army stopped for a moment after Kooryuu asked everyone to stop moving as she feels something is approaching. "...Something small, not the blasted drakans, are approaching..." Kooryuu silently tells her team as she looks in all directions, hoping that the creature will not notice them. Suddenly, an army of caltrops ambushed the team, and started latching on each soldier. One by one, the caltrops started burying each soldier burying each caltrops latching onto them.
Kooryuu tried to scream for help, but she couldn't as the caltrop's hard bodies covered her mouth, she could not breathe either. From the small gap, she could see her comrades drowning in the sea of caltropses. The world went pitch black, she started to lose her conciousness.
~x~
A young Asmodian daeva, who just recently ascended, and started learning medicine and healing in one of the most renowned academies of Asmodae was slowly waking up from his sleep. It is only a few months since he started living with his granduncle, and started to live away from his family who lived in the outskirts of Pernon. As usual, he walked towards his dresser, started styling his wavy, dusty rose medium hair and dressed in his usual, outlandishly stylish clothes which rivals the Vanahal Haute Couture designers. Style was a part of him, and he is also happy he gets to see the ever changing fashion in Pandaemonium.
After finishing packing his cube with his homework, and other academic necessities, he stepped outside to greet his granduncle's fire servant. "Good morning, young master" the spirit's muffled yet low voice spoke to the young daeva.
"Morning Ifrit, just call me Yuelang, as I am not really the master of this house anyways" The young man, Yuelang chuckles at the spirit. Before the spirit or the man could speak anything more, both heard muffled screams in the room next to Yuelang's. The fire spirit's lava blazed brighter and cackled as both rushed to the next room and slammed open out of instinct...Only to see something which should not be seen yet mind imprinting...
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In reality, Kooryuu, one of the elite archons of Asmodae, was merely having a nightmare, and the caltropses were actually her husband, Fenghuang latching onto her like a manduri climbing on a tree. Not noticing reality and dreams, Kooryuu struggles in the latching of her beloved, making muffled screams. Her husband did not move, nor heard or felt her muffled screams. He kept sleeping, latching onto his dear wife. Kooryuu, being a seasoned gladiator, was strong enough to roll on the king sized bed around with her husband attached onto her body. Still, Fenghuang did not wake up.
As Yuelang and Ifrit witnessed the bed sheets wrapping the two bodies like sushi rolls, they couldn't help but snicker at the situation. Eventually, it ended with the wrapped couples falling off the bed, with a loud and clear thud which the downstairs can absolutely hear. The thud was painful enough to wake the two out of their sleep, as well as their wind summon and pet, who was sleeping peacefully in his basket before the loud thud.
Kooryuu sat up, along with her husband, who was scratching his head, looking around at what has happened, wondering why their sides hurt so much. After capturing the fact that theyhave waken up, the couples looked at their grandnephew and their fire servant.
"...Um, good morning granduncle, grandaunt..." Yuelang looked with a rather uneasy and awkward expression. Wondering why their grandnephew and fire servant looked so awkward, Kooryuu and Fenghuang both realized, that they were both naked. "I...Will go make breakfast myself, so see you later in the afternoon!" The grandnephew shouts as Ifrit whisked him away.
I swear I am going to bring this when I return to the flow of the aether... He mutters as he had a piece of toast in his mouth as he left for class.