Chapter two of this series. This one is about Irene, and members of her squad is here too.
I do not own Fairy Tail. Enjoy! R&R!
Irene Belserion is many, many things. One thing is for sure though, she likes pushing the buttons of the oh so mighty "Magic King".
"Irene, what are you playing this time?" A deep sigh was heard from the cloud beside her.
"Certainly not a game," Irene rests her cheek on her left hand, "just a lesson I wanted to teach these pathetic beings."
The "pathetic beings" the high enchanter is talking about, are the wizards experiencing different types of pain in the forest she's in.
"And what did these.. ah, 'pathetic beings' did to deserve their lesson?" The voice on the other line curiously asked. Albeit, she ignored him.
Irene's gaze turned deadly when she saw a wizard in yellow robes dropped on his knees and begged her to stop. The man was having a hard time speaking due to the enchanted and deadly mycelium on the back of his throat, slowly choking him.
"I think it might be too late for that," the red head said, and fingered her lips, "seeing your disgusting friends here have tried to attack these precious, innocent, young ladies." With every word she emphasized, the pain increased for all.
The man on the other line's eyes softened as he heard Irene, the woman may seem heartless but she's genuinely protective of her underlings. Nobody ever survived a torture from a protective Irene Belserion, and the Spriggan 12 knew that a situation will be far worse than death if you have triggered the enchanter's wrath.
Heine Lunasea and Juliet Sun are standing beside their leader, who is sitting on a throne-like branches. The latter continued on gazing toward every suffering person. Satisfied, she turned to the magic-conjured cloud and said, "What is it do you want from me, have you all missed me so much already oh dear August?"
August narrowed his eyes on her slightly, "You left too early, you know we are at war Irene. It is not wise to do such thing, seeing you are a Spriggan 12."
Irene mockingly pouted, "You think I do not know that? Why, I am hurt with your words!" While Heine smirked at the writhing wizards, Juliet giggled at her leader's words. The latter patted her head and smiled.
August knew where this is heading, another plan of his equal colleague to annoy him. Having sensed his realization, Irene let out a 'Hmph!' and tried to do childish antics that will annoy him. Knowing that the woman will not give up, August's eyes twitched at her and it must've been what she wanted because she smirked and stood up.
"I will be back in a few hours, do please inform His Majesty." And before the man could reply, Irene flicked her wrist and dispatched the cloud he summoned.
Heine and Juliet, having sensed that she wanted to depart soon, tidied themselves up. Their leader unconsciously smiled at their action.
"Dears, let us go." That being said, the underlings followed behind their leader who had stood from her throne with such grace. However, as they continued walking the wizards dropped dead one-by-one and the two shared a knowing look with each other.
"Ah! Your magic is really cool, Lady Irene!" Juliet giggles while looking at their leader.
"Imbecile!" Her partner exclaimed, "Her magic is not just cool, it is overwhelmingly powerful!"
Irene's lips curled at the bickering of the two.
"The wizards should've known better than to try and from steal the squad of Lady Irene!" Juliet crossed her arms and scoffed.
"They should've known better than to provoke the Lady Eileen." Heine glared at the sky.
The two didn't even acknowledged that it was all because the wizards tried to steal and then attack them that caused the scarlet haired woman to end their lives. All their thoughts proved that they are extremely loyal to their leader.
As soon as they left the forest, it was immediately engulfed with fire. No doubt caused by the enchantment of Irene. The trio continued walking and they found themselves in the middle of a plain.
They were about to continue when Irene suddenly felt something. She gasped when she recognized it.
"This sensation.."
Irene looked around carefully.
"She's somewhere here."
