Super-early Day Eight to make up for the super-late Day Seven. Which everyone probably missed hahaha.

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Day Eight: Muzét

The last lingering ship exploded to her arte and the schism was finally saved. Those Elympios scum would no longer be able to threaten the schism while she was around and Lord Maxwell had finally finished repairing the breach. Under her watchful eye, anyone who dared threaten the shield of Rieze Maxia would die.

Muzét floated back to the mass of mana protecting the spirits and people of the sealed world and waited.

And waited.

And waited and waited and waited and waited.

With the schism protected she had nothing else to due. Even only minutes after defeating the Elympios army she was bored and longed for the eight days it took her to drive them off. It was her mission after all. And if she wasn't fulfilling her mission she wasn't being useful to Lord Maxwell.

Perhaps she should chase them and start attacking all the Elympios people who knew about the schism? Yes, that sounded like a good idea. It was her mission after all; the only thing she should do. There were so many of them though, it might take a while. Or go after the ones Lord Maxwell said had entered the schism. They couldn't be allowed to damage what was inside.

"Muzét," the voice of Lord Maxwell reached her.

"Yes Lord Maxwell?" she spun around aching for attention. All thoughts of attacking Elympios fled from her mind.

"You have done well on the task I set for you Muzét," Lord Maxwell complimented her.

She spun around. "Of course Lord Maxwell. Your wish is my command."

"I will take care of those who infiltrated our shell."

She violently shook her head at that. "But Lord Maxwell I'm the one who's supposed to stop those who know about the schism!" She pleaded. This was her whole reason for being! She couldn't let it be taken away!

"Your task is to protect the schism!" The voice of Lord Maxwell shouted back at her. "The Four and I will be enough to deal with these intruders."

"There is no need for you to put yourself in danger Lord Maxwell! If you die the schism would fall!"

There was a noticeable pause from her Lord's words. Had she convinced him?

"I shall deal with that in my own manner. You must keep watch on the outside while I deal with this. Trust in your mission Muzét, as I trust in you." The voice of the Lord of Spirits faded away.

She could have handled those Elympios people herself! She looked out over the ocean, the cries of the spirits dying to spyrix across the sea never stopping. They needed to be stopped but her mission was her life!

She floated in indecision.


AN: Muzét is so difficult to write for.