"Lady Jeanne…" Lyserg suddenly speaks up after he closely watches the silver haired maiden exchange a few words with the prisoner.
"I do not wish to fight or harm a strand of hair on your head." He dutifully mentions once her sights instantly diverts back to him.
Jeanne simply narrows her sights in on the green haired young man in front of her when she calmly counters, "I know you did not expect me to raise a hand against you…"
"…however my pride will not allow me to just sit back and watch as you treat someone close to me in such an inhuman manner."
Lyserg cuts his eyes over to the brunette haired male, who appears rather unsettle at the fact that Jeanne plans to fight him.
'As if that demon could ever understand the emotions of concern or compassion for another person,' He inwardly assumes before he returns her sights on to his lady.
"You always have been noble with a sense of strong justice. Shamash is proof of that." Lyserg utters to her when he feels his anger dies down.
Jeanne grows sick of this false charade that Lyserg displays to her when she counters with, "Don't bother to try and say sweet nothings when I know that you are not being honest."
A malevolent chuckle emits from the green haired male as he covers the surface of his face with both of his hands.
'There's something not right.' Hao instantly notices as he closely studies the black furyouku that slowly emanates from Lyserg.
He then casually peers over in Jeanne's direction when his heart tightly clenches at the thought of the unknown that she was about to eventually face.
'Is this how Yoh feels whenever Anna has to go out and fight?' Hao inwardly wonders before Lyrseg's voice abruptly separates him from his mental thoughts.
A couple of "tsk" emits from the green haired male once he verbalizes, "Lady Jeanne, you have permitted that demon's charm to blind you."
Jeanne raises an eyebrow at his accusation when she was about to defend her position only to be cut off by him, "I shall rectify that little mishap."
"Morphine," Lyserg calls to his guardian when the archangel's arm speedily extends forward until it finally connects with the shackle Hao.
She swiftly breaks her focus from what was in front of her only to see the green haired male suddenly materializes in front of her.
"You should always keep your eyes on your opponent that is unless you want to die Lady Jeanne." Lyserg suggests with a confident smirk on his face as he speaks.
An ominous sensation unexpectedly strikes her body as she constantly peers from Lyserg to Hao, who was presently underneath the hand of the archangel.
'Who has Lyserg become?' she wonders to herself while she studies her opponent when she feels the nails prick the palm of her fist
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Marco and the other members of the X-Laws rapidly dash toward the entrance of the underground dungeon.
The sight of the open gate instantly causes Marco to stop at the sight and completely utters in disbelief, "That's not possible."
"What?" Chris asks since their blonde haired leader stops at the door to the dungeon when Meene questions, "What's wrong Marco?"
He reaches his arm out until his hand secures around the bar of the door and uses his strength to yank it wide open.
"This door only has two set of keys: one is mines and the other belongs Shamash." Marco divulges once he crosses the threshold of the door.
Prof lifts an eyebrow at the two names of the individuals that have a key when realization strikes him, "So that only serves to confirm that Lady Jeanne is in the dungeon along with Asakura, Hao?"
Meene simply refuses to allow another second to pass by, which could possibly brings Lady Jeanne closer to harm's way.
The others watch as the blonde haired woman proceeds forward with no hesitation present in her stride.
"Meene has the right idea." John agrees with Meene before he begins to trail behind his fellow comrade in arms.
Marco clears his throat before he consents to the idea, "We can't just sit here and discuss every little detail with each stop we make. We need to hurry up and secure Lady Jeanne as quickly as possible."
'I still want to see where this new archangel came from.' He inwardly considers after he swiftly closes the door behind him.
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"Any more signs of pain?" Anna curiously inquires to her husband since he was abnormally quiet for longer than usual.
Yoh peers up at his wife with tears that pool around his eyes, which sends Anna in to instant worry mode.
'Are those tears?' Anna wonders to herself when she notices a stream of tears down his cheeks.
"What's wrong?" she asks as she watches Yoh sniffles a little to himself before he raises his arm in front of his face.
He shrugs his shoulders up and down since his connection with his twin would often time produce some very odd and strange results.
Yet tears were extremely strange instead of the extremely intense pain he would feel whenever Hao was in absolute or extreme danger.
Anna allows a few seconds to past between the two just so he can settles himself for the conversation that is to ensue.
"I think Hao…" he pauses in order to sniffle when she questions, "What is it about Hao?"
Yoh finishes his previous statement with, "…is in trouble."
"When is he not in trouble?" Anna rhetorically questions almost with a roll of her eyes when she verbalizes his question.
He shakes his head left and right before he clarifies to his wife, "No, I really think he is in big trouble instead of being the trouble."
'Hao is not the trouble for once. Could that even be possible?' she inwardly ponders in disbelief at that idea.
"It's more along the lines that the connection that we have usually cause extreme pain whenever Hao suffers bodily harm or whenever I need to know where he is."
"Yet, this time instead of pain…" He verbalizes before he pauses for a few seconds then says "…it is this…" he points to face where the tears stream from his eyes.
'The first time it was intense pain to the point his chest tightens and could not breathe…' Anna recalls the usual symptoms behind the twin's connection with each other.
'Now this time it is tears…'
'What the hell is going on?' she wonders as she casts her sights to the sky in a random direction as she cradles her husband's head against her chest.
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"So what are your plans now Lady Jeanne?" Lyserg inquisitively wonders about the silver haired maiden's plan on whether or not she really wants to fight him.
She glances between Hao and Lyserg when she thinks to herself, 'I know he wouldn't die to such a childish act.'
'What do you plan to do Jeanne? Fight your comrade in arms to defend the demon or defend your comrade and leave the demon behind.' Shamash questions Jeanne's resolve in the impending altercation.
Jeanne grits her teeth at Shamash's inquiry about her will to fight when she counters with, 'I defend those who have suffered injustice.'
Her answer seems to garner a nod from the ancient white Babylonian God of Justice after he materializes at her side.
"Lyserg Diethel," she addresses the green haired male by his name, which causes him to straighten up his posture.
"You have committed a crime against humanity by being a bully of the weak and being abusive to the unfortunate." Jeanne outlines the allegations that she witnesses from a first-hand perspective.
Lyserg cocks his head at an odd angle, chuckles at Jeanne's words, and retorts, "So you plan to make me atone for my sins once you engage in some sins of your own with that devil?"
She narrows her sights in on him when she contemplates to herself, 'If I only had my mask then I could make Shamash grow to the size of that Archangel.'
The sharp screws in her fists remain in her hands that she was not completely out of luck. 'I guess I will have to improvise as best as I can.'
"This waiting game is getting way too boring!" He happily mentions before he properly aligns his head back to its original fashion.
"If you won't start then allow me the pleasure to rush you to your death, Lady Jeanne." Lyserg suggests before he dashes toward the silver haired woman with a maniacal smile on his face.
She patiently waits until he was really close before she hastily stabs Shamash in the arm with the three screws in her palms.
Jeanne calmly utters to Shamash, "Gibbet Cage", as the ancient relic suddenly materializes in to a large metallic cage that immediately ceases Lyserg's movements.
She mutters a "good" at the success of her attack as she runs around the cage and toward where Hao is.
"Hao," Jeanne repeatedly calls out the brunette haired male completely unaware of what happens inside of the cage.
"Oh Lady Jeanne," She unexpectedly overhears Lyserg's voice awfully close to her when she abruptly rotates her head to her right to see him unscathed.
He raises his right arm, flexes his right hand in and out of a fist, stares at Jeanne, and declares, "You have to do better than that."
Jeanne realizes that archangel that hoovers over them secure the cage within its clutches before it crushes the cage with its bare hands.
'How could I have forgotten about that thing?' She inquires to herself when her opponent's voice surfaces her from her innermost thoughts.
"Now it's my turn," he claims with a smirk present on his face from anxious to unleash his attack on the silver haired woman.
Meanwhile with the X-Laws,
"I know we said no more question until we get there but…" John verbalizes while the X-Laws mobilize through the dimly lit labyrinth in the dungeon.
"Where did that new archangel come from? How did Lyserg come to possess such new technology?" he ponders out loud in the middle of their run.
His questions raise the level of their curiosity before they all start to ponder the same thing, except for their calm leader.
Meene notices that Marco remains silent to John's question, which prompts her to further probe him for the answers.
"Marco?" she addresses their de facto leader by his name as he continues to lead the group through the underground passage.
"Marco Lasso, you better supply an answer to these question or so help me God…" Meene threatens her fellow blonde haired companion.
Yet, Marco refuses to yield a response and instead ignores the woman's pitiful threat with the use of God against him.
"Hold up guys…" She orders the group to come to a halt as she extends her right arm out to keep them behind her.
"How can you expect loyalty and trust from us when you withhold the truth from us?" Meene dutifully questions with a totally solemn expression on her face.
Marco halts in the middle of his trot, faces his comrades, and studies the expression on every single one of their faces.
'They are really serious about these inquire.' He assumes as he peers down the end of the hallway where Hao and Lyserg could be at.
"What kind of a leader have you changed in to?" She poses the million dollar question that they would like to hear the answer to.