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Hao POV--------------
I was lying on the couch eyeing the british dowser who was gazing out the window. His eyes were full of depression. And every time he looks at me, his eyes were always overflowing with grief… that it almost made me cry.
The Lyserg that I loved was not like this…
It is because of me?
Because of us?
It all started last night…
He came up to my room… and I gladly let him in. He was acting rather oddly, so I asked him what was the matter… but every time I ask he would never reply. He looked at me, his eyes filled with tears. They started to fall on his pale cheeks… I was about to speak when he uttered a small 'Sorry' and left my room immediately. Thoughts kept me awake that night… Questions that aren't answered… I spent all night trying to figure out what Lyserg meant by 'Sorry' but… to no avail…
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Normal POV setting
Hao chatted animatedly with a few leaf sprites and was stealing cherished glances at the young dowser when he heard a shout of plea from where Lyserg was sitting before. He took out Spirit of Fire and turned almost at once. There, he saw Lyserg floating a good one foot above the ground; enclosed in a spherical cage made out of extremely powerful furyoku.
' very familiar furyoku… wait! it cant be! it's—'
He thought right.
A sound of wings…
and almost out of nowhere, a group of white clad people appeared, their angels behind them. Amidst the white cloud group was an iron coffin Hao knew all too well…
'the iron maiden…'
"Hao Asakura… we meet again…" said their blonde commander as he shifted the position of his glasses.
"What are you doing here! Haven't you given up on killing me yet? You had to resurrect most of your members!" Hao shouted, quite furious actually. Because they were plainly annoying him to death and the other because they held Lyserg hostage… His Lyserg hostage…
Marco grinned slightly signaled the others, they all surrounded the brunette, weapons at hand. A large reddish pink spirit appeared behind Hao, looking ready to swallow Marco whole… it was just about to do that when his Master halted him. The spirit of Fire looked questioningly at Hao, but then soon understood following his gaze.
There was Lyserg; his dowsing pendulum was on the ground, shattered to pieces. Marco was behind him restraining him with iron chains branded with their logo. The psychotic blonde unsheathed a dagger placed it menacingly on top of Lyserg's throat. He applied a little force on it and a small drop of blood trickled down the small knife. Marco grinned at Hao and licked the blood off the small gleaming blade.
Hao stood numb. He can't do anything because if he did he knew very well that they would kill him or harm Lyserg or both. He was too busy contemplating on his thoughts to notice that someone sneaked up behind him and applied a pressure point on his back, making him feel intense pain. The long haired brunette suffered a few seconds of immense pain, like a thousand needles was pricking him. He then passed out.
Tsuzuku