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Strange Shadowy Figure: Master, I have begun to shatter their bonds.
Strange Shadowy Figure's Master: Very good. They will be weaker when the bonds of love and friendship are broken.
Strange Shadowy Figure: …I think Adell has a thing for blondes, master.
Rozalin broke free of Almaz's grip and raced into one of the hallways.
"Why? Why is Adell doing this to me? I thought after that one night when he kissed me we would have an unbreakable bond. And after I traveled with him all through Veldime so he could accomplish his goal of defeating that imposter who claimed to be the legendary Overlord Zennon..."
She stopped and peered down at the dazzling purple gown and the sash that hugged her body.
"On top of that, i'm in a daring dress and I let my hair down for the first time and he's not even noticing! He only cares about that flat-chested fallen angel..."
After fuming for a few minutes, Rozalin heard quick footsteps coming her way. Quietly wishing it to be a specific person, she whirled around. To her disappointment however, it was Almaz.
"Miss Rozalin, see, I knew you weren't okay!"
As he sprinted towards her he felt something mysteriously appear below his feet and trip him. It took both him and Rozalin a few seconds to realize their current position.
"Ahhhhh! No! I'm so sorry Miss Rozalin!"
He had landed right on top of the beautiful blonde. Their eyes were locked for a moment before either of them could respond.
"Hey, Rozalin!"
A familiar voice called.
Adell swiftly ran down the dim-lit hall until he came to a grinding halt.
Rozalin's face was flushed cherry-red.
"Adell!"
Adell looked at Almaz, then at Rozalin, then back at Almaz.
"What did you do to her? I swear, if you did anything to hurt her, i'll-"
Rozalin cut him off.
"No, stop! He didn't do anything, Adell!"
Adell seemed lost for a second before reality hit him.
"Wait...Rozalin, don't tell me you guys..."
Rozalin, realizing she was still in her awkward position with Almaz, finally shoved him off of her.
"No, Adell, it was an accident!"
"Sure it was."
Rozalin's jaw dropped.
"You don't believe me? It really was an acciden-"
"Liar."
Adell turned around and walked away pretending to be calm. His fists clenched so tight that Rozalin thought she heard his knuckles crack.
Almaz stood up embarrassed.
"...What just happened?"
In the Ballroom the heroes and heroines continued dancing. Laharl spun Raspberyl around in his arms. She felt her shoulder-length pink hair sweep through the air like soft feathers. It pleasured her to know that her childhood friend and rival, Mao, was finally paying attention to her,and not as competition, but as a girl.
She began daydreaming while her partner desperately tried not to drop her.
"After over a thousand years of rivalry and competition, why do I feel this way about you, Mao? I thought that becoming a delinquent would make you pay more attention to me...but it never captured your attention the way that I had hoped..."
Laharl brought her attention back to reality.
"Hey, are you even paying attention?"
The petite pink-haired demon came back to her senses.
"Oh, i'm sorry, i'll be more careful."
Flonne patiently waited for Adell. He hung his head low as he walked out of the dim-lit hall. When he saw Flonne's joyful face however, he seemed to cheer up. She gracefully strided towards him and constricted him in a tight hug.
"Sir Adell, i'm so glad you're back! I was getting worried about you!"
Laharl caught a glimpse of this and stopped right in his tracks, dropping Raspberyl.
Before she hit the ground, Raspberyl felt a pair of arms catch her.
"Mao? You actually caught me?"
Mao looked the other way turning a little red in the face.
"N-no, I mean yes, but just because I don't want my only rival to hit her head and have to go to the hospital. Pshhh, don't be stupid! I can't fight with you if you're unconscious!"
Her eyes lost their brilliant sparkle.
"So thats how you see me, Mao. As a person to bicker and fight with for amusement. I get it. You know, for a second, I thought you actually..."
Mao exhaled a breath of relief and ran his fingers through his spiky white hair.
"You thought what, Beryl?"
She pushed him away with excessive force.
"I thought you actually returned my feelings for you, dumbass!"
She ran away with teary eyes.
Mao crossed his arms and sighed.
"So this is what love feels like."
Adell slowed his dancing with Flonne to a stop.
"Listen, Flonne, I need a minute, is that okay?"
He swiftly turned and left the elegant-dressed blonde alone.
She watched him leave with a confused look on her face.
"Hey, Flonne, how come you hugged that redhead like you love him or something?"
Flonne jumped as she heard a highly agitated voice behind her.
"Huh? Laharl, what do you mean?"
"You love freak, you held on to Adell like there's no tomorrow!"
"Oh, Laharl, are you jealous?"
Flonne giggled.
Laharl's eyes grew wide.
"Of course not! I'm just saying that i'm the one who almost sacrificed myself to save you from freaking dying five years ago, not him!"
Etna crept up behind him.
"What the hell are you two arguing about? Wait, awwww, Flonne, is the prince jealous?"
Etna gave Laharl a teasing look.
"SHUT UP ETNA! You fool, no i'm not!"
on the other side of the ballroom, Sapphire grudgingly danced with Axel.
"Oh, you better not step on my foot!"
"Lady, I won't step on your foot! Geez, are all princesses like this?"
Sapphire shot him an evil smirk.
"Oh, but i'm a bit more robust that most princesses."
Axel stared at her confused.
"Robust? So, that means your kind of tough, right?"
"Kind of? I walk around with a chainsaw, mister."
Axel shook his head.
"No, I actually think thats pretty cool. When you think of princesses, you usually think of delicate, fragile women."
Sapphire stood as still as a statue and looked around.
"Hey, why does everyone else look like they're arguing?"