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Chapter 24 Queen of the Damned
Akira opened her eyes slowly, but found that she was blind folded. The metallic chink of chain-links and the cold steel of cuffs bound around her wrist told her that she was not only blinded but restrained too. She tried to bring her arms to her torso and hug herself for warmth, but her wrists were restrained in a way that did not allow that. They were held up and away from here body, but not in a way that she had to strain for breath. The scent of flowers blocked out all her other senses, so she couldn't gage any of her surroundings.
"Cheza?" she called.
Her hearing could pick up the sound of liquid inside something like glass behind her.
"Cheza? Cheza can you hear me?! Are you alright? CHEZA!" she called out.
This one is… here. Cheza replied inside Akira's head.
"Where are you?" Akira asked, relieved to hear her voice, "Are you alright? Did they hurt you?"
This one is fine, but she is scared. Cheza admitted.
"The red wolf" a sultry low feminine voice drawled from in front of Akira. She could hear the screech of metal armor shifting as the woman drew nearer to her. She jerked her face away when she felt a cold gloved hand stroke her cheek delicately and snarled back.
"Do not be afraid of me, little one. You have no need to fear me." The voice chuckled.
"Who are you?!" Akira demanded, trying to be brave for her and Cheza as she heard Cheza's whimpers in her mind. Who ever this woman was, Cheza feared her.
"I am the queen of the world, the lady Jagura" Jagura drawled.
Akira fought against her restraint in blind anger. she lashed out viciously as her beast inside her snarled for that woman's blood to coat her fangs and spit her blood back out on her dieing cold hearted corpse. Jagura didn't step away and chuckled as if Akira were an amusing zoo animal acting for her benefit.
"You are a lively one, aren't you?" she chuckled.
"Let her go!" Akira demanded, "Can't you see you're hurting her! She'll wither away in that tank!"
"She is merely resting and restoring her strength for the final act of tonight's escapades." Jagura explained as if she were talking to a child, "You and she will open the gates of paradise to this world and unleash what my dreams have shown to me."
"I would sooner die!" Akira spat.
Jagura cupped Akira's chin in the palm of her hand, "When the red moon submits its entire body and soul willingly to the new or the full moon, then shall paradise open wide to the receiver and unleash the greatest desire known on earth."
"You're twisting what it truly means!" Akira protested.
"It has been written and decreed in the very book of the moon that predicted your very own birth and the creation of Cheza. It has many ways of opening paradise, but this particular one is the legend turned truth by time its self." Jagura countered, "The white wolf will come and with his blood, I'll offer the final rights to open my paradise. The moon will shine down on you and Cheza while mere drops of your blood is paid for your consent. But only a shallow wound will become of you. I will not kill such a precious creature as you."
"You'll have to kill me if you intend to get to my blood." Akira snarled with conviction.
"So eager to die? And what of the others? What of your brother, Jasper? Your friends? Your mother?" Jagura accentuated the last word deceptively.
"I have no mother. She died a long time ago." Akira corrected.
"I beg to differ, for the only reason I have come to find Cheza and yourself was the connection of mother and daughter. She makes a fine pet."
Akira pulled at her chains. Her canine fangs piercing her lip slightly as she snarled dangerously at Jagura, feeling the heat of the woman's body so close that she knew the lady was not a mere 3 inches in front of her, the smell made her nauseous, "I'll rip your throat out."
Jagura chuckled once again, "Rest up my dear" she said, turning to leave, "For tonight, you and Cheza are the guests of honor in my celebration of the opening of paradise to the whole world. A feast will be held in honor of you."
Akira shook in rage as the noble left her and Cheza alone. She could hear the hum of the capsule that held Cheza behind her and knew her restraints were somehow hooked up to it. She bent to her knees, wincing as the action put more strain on her shoulder blades as it forced her arms to rise higher over her head like a crucified angle, "Damn you," she cried. Letting the tears fall and not bothering to hold back any longer, "DAMN YOU ALL!"
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His heart was pounding in his ears. He could barely see in front of him. He knew she was here- some where! She was here damn it and he would find her. Her scent plagued him now. The walls flashed by in his vision as he raced through the hallways alone now and following the dominant scent of after rain fall and the lunar flower, the scent that defined Akira. Banging against that closed off wall back there was a literal waste of time to Kiba when he knows she's no longer there. She's deeper with in the keep, just like Cheza was.
Well he'd just have to damn well find them now, wont he!
"AKIRA!" he called out, not caring if the soldiers found him now. Let them come. He needed an out let for all this anger he was working up in losing her…. AGAIN.
He wasn't let down.
They came.
They came when he finally found a staircase in a sea of hallways. An endless search had been closed, but only to find another annoying nuisance in the way- men. They were Jagura's armored men, armed and ready to take down wolves and specialized to kill the chosen wolf such as Kiba. For it is his blood Jagura wanted to paint on the walls of her paradise.
Kiba snarled in his wolf form, daring them to take a step forward and meet death at his jaws. He was inching for it and he wished they would actually have the guts and take off their helmets. He'd want to see the look on their faces as he crushed the life out of them with his jaws for taking his Akira away from him and his flower! All he had to live for, this Jagura bitch was taking from him and he had had enough!
There were a grand total of thirty men in the suddenly crowded corridor that branched off to the spiral of a staircase. Deep with Kiba's gut he had a feeling that somewhere up there was where Akira was. So that was where he was going as well.
A soldier made the stupid mistake to take on the white wolf alone and stepped away from the protection of the crowd to take on the wolf one on one, boasting that Kiba's pelt was going to go on his wife's wall. Kiba quickly put an end to that little fantasy.
The man struck down with his bladed staff of a weapon- the metal screamed as it slammed to the bare marble beneath Kiba's paws and just off from where he had treaded. The white wolf snarled and doubled back in a twist on limber motion and leaped into the air, jaws wide. He snapped them closed when pearly white fangs connected to hard core metallic armor of the soldier's neck-guard, piercing through it as if it were nothing but a lamb's skin. Kiba's fangs were sharp as steel and had been primed years before for this kind of destruction. Metal was no obstacle for a wolf who knew his enemy and had been killing them easily before.
No one moved. They were too shocked.
Who wouldn't be! This animal just took down a man by simply pouncing on him and sinking its fangs into a metallic neck guard that was supposed to prevent injury from anything, but it had been bitten through like bread almost! It was a little more than daunting to hear the sickening snap of torn flesh tearing away from the fangs that pierced through the armored suit and deep in the flesh as the wolf raised its head from its fallen prey and bore its blood stained fangs menacingly as if to say in plane English 'WHOSE NEXT!'
That was the silent signal for the deadly dance to begin. The wolf hunter soldiers were no longer playing games. They knew that if they didn't kill this one, he would kill them and he would enjoy it.
The white wolf was like a phantom as he faded in and out of their ranks to avoid their hail of attacks with their spears that had bladed tips with laser's shooting out at him. Much like the lasers that shot out at him before with Darcia, but this wasn't just a ship he was up against. It was an entire squadrons of wolf hunters.
Pain bit through him as their hot laser beams snagged into his fur and skin. He could feel his hot blood start to weep out in some areas, but he refused to let it slow him down. Adrenaline pumped through his heart and lungs as he raced around them, strategically placing when and where he moved to confuse them. He slyly was able to make them shoot down their own and they stupidly didn't realized what had happened until their shot comrade was already dead in a puddle of his own blood. They were all just trying to shot down one white blur that continued to evade them swiftly.
Kiba was backed into a corner below the staircase. He could feel his body weakening from blood loss and still he pushed on faster, harder, fiercer than before. Akira was counting on him and he could feel time pass him by slowly as the moon started to climb high above them through the glass ceiling above. Its red tented under color hazed in Kiba's mind as he felt the urge to howl in all his power. The low baritone of the battle cry carried deeply with in the halls, echoing it with such a force that it would forever haunt them men even in the after life as the white, deadly phantom took them down like stalks of corn for a farmer in the harvest.
Kiba saw blood flying around him. Heard the screams of terror as he shot forward, taking down one man at a time and still they stupidly rushed forward at him, trying to justify their fallen comrades by killing him, but he would not be killed. Not by the likes of them. He was too proud for that.
He ran through them till he could hear their final pants of breath no more. The final soldier stood in his way. The man was a lumbering giant that could probably crush any normal wolf easily with out a sharp weapon to spare, but Kiba was a wolf on a vengeance trek that refused to be quenched of the thirst for human blood as retribution for taking his heart away from him, in a matter of speaking.
Kiba once again tore through the air with his bloodied fangs and claws dripping behind him with the hot fresh blood he had spilt so carelessly of his own and the men around him. he suddenly stopped just inches from the man as he tackled him to the ground like all the others, not caring in the way the man wrestled with his massive arms trying to wrap around the wolfs neck to get some leverage as Kiba held back from sinking his fangs into the mans throat like all the others. Through the blood lust and pain of anger he felt numbness to, a scent pierced through the heavy wet one of human blood- Akira.
This man was bathed in Akira's scent.
The white wolf snarled down at the man who was struggling underneath him, trying no doubt to shove the large white wolf off him, but Kiba had him pinned. Even if the man didn't realize it just yet, Kiba had slashed deeply into the mans legs and lower torso and he was literally dieing slowly under Kiba's fangs and claws even with out Kiba tearing out it throat like he want to before Akira's sudden scent shocked him into distraction from the rein of bloodlust in his suddenly red system. His nose snorted to spray the wet blood from his nostrils to inhale her calming scent once more and this time more deeply. The flowery rain essence calmed his rage inside him and centered him once more on his goal rather than blindly killing.
With a disdainful snort and shake of his snout, Kiba tore out the screaming man's throat to shut him up. His ears rung from the loudness of human screams he had just had to under go and he shook his head to get the annoying itch of the ringing out of his head. Blood spattered the walls around him and suddenly his body felt very heavy. Now that his adrenaline was starting to wane once more, his body was reminding him that he wasn't exactly worse for wear either.
Looking up, Kiba set his wolf golden eyes to the spot where he could tell the stair case ended and the large doors to the next corridor began. He had his target in sight.
He set one paw to the stairs and realized with sudden grief how stupid he was for letting himself get so carried away like that. Akira would be ashamed if she saw him like that, like this- blood-soaked and in pain now from his many wounds that ached as he started up the steps.
"I'm… coming…. Akira…" he gritted through his teeth as he started to hobble his way up, feeling his strength return to him in sheer will power to protect Cheza and Akira in the time to come.
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Toboe leaned against the cell wall between him and Tsume. Both had been caught by Jagura's men and sent to the dungeons, after that, it was as if they didn't exist. There was no guard down there to watch over them. Only a scruffy-looking, blond haired human man in the cell across from them was all that was left for company other than either wolf- However, since they were in adjacent stalls, Toboe and Tsume couldn't see one another... An old female wolf had been taken out of the cell next to the human after the soldiers deposited Toboe none-too-gently into his own cell. At first, Toboe was afraid, but the sound of Tsume's gruff voice calmed him to know that at least someone he knew was close by.
"What happened to Kiba? What about Akira?" Toboe asked the elder wolf, "I thought they were with you?"
"Kiba and I were separated in the Keep. There are traps all over here, but he hasn't been sent here, so he's probably somewhere deep inside that thing by now." Tsume replied.
Toboe waited for him to continue, but Tsume made no mention of Akira, "And… what about Akira?" Toboe could feel Tsume's tension and feared the worse, "She… She's not… well is she…?"
Tsume didn't seem to want to answer. It was almost as if he felt guilty for whatever had happened to her, "I don't know. When Kiba and I were separated, it was by a strange wall that closed us off from each other. I could hear Akira's screams of fear and Kiba sounded like he was banging himself against the other side. She's also probably separated from us all by now."
"You don't think they'd kill her do you?" Toboe choked worried.
A lump in Tsume's throat formed and for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to reply to the young wolf's fears.
"HELP ME!" she cried out in fear.
Tsume closed his eyes as her scream of terror echoed in his ears hauntingly and the feeling of helplessness came back to him.
"The red one. Is it her?" one asked.
"The chain says all. Lady Jagura said the one she sought would have a chain identical to her own pets'"
They had called her the 'red one' and mentioned her chain. That was all he had to go by, but it wasn't much. Why would they go after Akira? Kiba was the one with the strange connection Cheza, right? What did they gain by singling her out?
"I won't ask again!" an enraged voice hissed as the doors of the dungeon opened once more, "LET.US.GO.NOW!"
"Stop kick'n bitch!" a man yelped and Tsume could hear the sound of a boot coming in harsh contact with metal. Apparently who ever they were holding wasn't walking cooperatively and was fighting every step in the way.
"Heart?" Tsume rushed to the bars of his cell and tried as best as he could to get a good view of the new prisoners being dragged in.
As he had expected, the red eyed Heart had two men, one on either side of her holding her arms away from her and forcing her forward. Another man with a cable that was looped around her neck pulled forward to keep her off balance so she wouldn't be able to use her legs for anything other than staying upright somewhat. She snarled and flung herself about as best she could like a mustang roped and tied down to submission. Her fiery eyes blazed with fury and he had no doubt that given the chance, soon as they let her go, she'd hunt them down to the ends of the earth for retribution.
The men shoved her in the stall where the old woman was before next to the one where the human man curiously tried to watch as well, begging reverently for water again. Heart fell to the concrete floor, but didn't stay down for long. She whirled around and tried to get out of the bars just before they slid shut tight. She furiously banged against them.
"Let me go! Ah! You're hurting me!" Lauralai whimpered as another man held her arm behind her back while his other hand was wrapped painfully in her hair to ensure her compliance should she put as much fight out like the elder female. Another soldier opened Toboe's cell and used a static shock bar, using it like a tazer gun on the young wolf to keep him back while his comrade tossed Laura in by her hair, knocking her into Toboe's already sore body from the powerful shock the tazer dealt to him to hold him back.
"DON'T YOU DARE HURT HER!" Heart snapped vehemently as she gripped the bars of her cell.
One of the soldiers slammed his gun into her bars to shut her up, "Shut the fuck up you fuck'n whore! Or I'll send you to a premature death before lady Jagura has requested the spill of your hot blood!"
"You think that threat'll shut me up, dick weed?" Heart shot back and laughed sarcastically, "Come up with a better insult in that soldier camp you bastards go to where you fuck your women that have so many diseases, it doesn't matter what's growing in or out your little di-,"
"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!" the soldier cocked his rifle and aimed it at her. Tsume's heart stopped in fear.
"Stand down," another soldier gruffed to the enraged one who had his gun ready, "Jagura specifically ordered no killing wolves until night fall. We don't have time to waste with that bitch when Paradise is about to open."
The trigger happy soldier reluctantly powered down his weapon, "I'd have to clean up the mess anyways. Not worth my time"
"Is that what your whore tells you when she sees what a small man you are?" Heart shot back with a sultry voice to irk the man.
"WHY YOU-!"
"STAND DOWN!"
"BUT SHE-,"
"You can slit her throat at the banquet. How's that?" the soldiers were at the door now and the wolves didn't get to hear the rest of the conversation as the door slammed closed.
Heart was glaring at it when Tsume called out to her, "Heart, are you alright?"
Heart turned surprised to see Tsume in the cell diagonal of her, "I'm fine. They knocked me out when I turned a sharp corner. I woke up in the back of their truck on the way here and have been giving them shit ever since." She snorted in pride.
"You could have gotten yourself and Lauralai killed!" he snarled.
"Didn't you hear? They won't kill us anymore until night fall. I still have a few hours before they actually try to kill me in retaliation for what I said. No worries." Heart brushed off as if it were nothing.
Tsume rolled his eyes. Why oh why did he have to fall for the bitch that was suicidal and didn't give a damn about danger when it spat in the face. Did she run or defend herself? No- she spat back at it and drop kicked it in the face. Then she would run. Damn him for loving her for that spunk.
Heart turned her attention to the cell next to Tsume when Lauralai groaned and moved off the blushing Toboe, "Laura? Are you alive?"
"Alive-yes." Lauralai moaned, sitting up, "Alive and in pain." She rubbed the back of her head and stroked her burning scalp, "Felt like he was trying to scalp me with out the knife."
"You weren't electrocuted" Toboe wheezed.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Toboe!" Lauralai was suddenly leaning over the young male peering over him to see if he would be alright, "I didn't mean to land on you like that! Are you okay?"
Toboe blushed at her closeness and scooted away from here to lean against the wall behind him. He couldn't look her in the eye and not blush even more, "N-no, you didn't hurt me."
Heart laughed at Laura's confused expression, "Leave him be, Laura. He's been electrocuted, remember?"
Laura looked back at Toboe worriedly, sighed, and then sat on the bench at the back of the cell, drawing her knees up to her chest, "How are we gonna get out of here?" Lauralai whispered.
"We'll find a way." Heart replied softly, "Cheza is still inside the keep somewhere. I can still smell her faintly from here."
"Cheza?" Hub coughed, "Are you guy's wolves too?"
Tsume tensed, "What of it?" he demanded.
"You're here for the flower maiden, Cheza right?"
"That's right." Laura quickly came up to the bars of the cage to look at the human man, "You know about Cheza?"
"Yes" Hub nodded, "I know about her and the book of the moon and their connection to wolves like you" he seemed mystified a moment, "So it really is true? Paradise?"
"Of course it's true." Heart quipped, "We're going there, aren't we? It's why the nobles like Jagura hunted our kind down. So they could find it too."
"Hey mister," Toboe spoke up as he approached Laura's side at the bars of their cell, "How come you're locked up in here, you're a human aren't you?"
Hub grimaced, "If you're looking for Cheza, she's definitely here. I was with her when Jagura's troops raided the FreeCity convoy and brought with her here"
"She's really here then! It's not just Jagura's lure spell to trick us?" Laura gasped.
"They separated us before we got off the airship. I haven't seen her sense, but I know she's here." Hub admitted.
"Then that's it then" Heart snarled with renewed vigor as she banged her body against the bars full force again, "We have to get out of here!" she banged herself again against the bars in her wolf form, "We have to help CHEZA!"
Tsume snarled as well, feeling his wolf form flex as he shifted to it and also slammed himself bodily against the bars, "Sooner or later these things have to give!" he bit out between clenched teeth.
"Come on Laura" Toboe also shifted to wolf form as did Laura at his request and both of them slammed the bars one at a time in repeated succession.
Hub could only stare in disbelief as the wolves before him had renewed their broken spirits simply because he confirmed that Cheza was near.
"They… They're willing to lay down their lives for her" Hub could barely understand, "These wolves…" well what was he doing sitting here? If they were going to die, then he'd go down with a fight just like the wolves. With renewed strength, hub stood up and grasped the bars to yank them as hard as he could.
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Kiba could feel every muscle in his body strain with the pull he forced on them. The wounds he acquired from escaping the ambush of armored soldiers just after he was separated from Akira burned and he felt hot blood start to clot as his body desperately tried to heal itself while he climbed the spiral staircase one step at a time. It was only half way up that when he realized that most of the blood dripping wasn't his, so his wounds weren't that bad, but he still kept the steady pace. He couldn't stand going so slow when Akira and Cheza needed him now, but his body was too weak and it wouldn't do if he wore himself out to get to them and have no power to fight for them once he was there. He could tell they were close now. He felt the pull on his soul that Cheza had on him strengthened as her scent got stronger the higher he climbed up those stairs. He could smell Akira's wolfish musk mingled with her imprinted scent that nearly mirrored Cheza's own. That sweet alluring scent that he loved so much drove him on.
A wailing howl of sorrow echoed the staircase from somewhere above it. He was almost to the top now and stopped at the sudden sound almost startled. So far it had only been the hum of all the machines that made up the keep he'd heard, but this wail he knew was Akira. She was calling out for someone to help her. His heart stopped as he thought fleetingly that she may be hurt and in grave pain!
The white wolf stumbled as his feet took off with out a second thought. The blood started to dry on his fur, making it itch and burn as he went racing up the stairs now, shifting to his human form to shove the doors at the end of the stairway open. They were so heavy and he felt his muscles quiver in his arms, but he forced the door open to the dark room beyond. There was Cheza, sealed in an orbed capsule suspended in the air that was fed nutrients through the water that filled her. She was held up by golden chains from each wrist and one collar around her neck.
"Cheza!" he called, looking below the capsule for a way to get her out of it. His heart stopped when he saw who was below it. Akira mirrored Cheza's position in front of the capsule. A small metallic fence wrapped around below Cheza's capsule and the platform littered with white lunar flower petals decoratively. Unlike Cheza though, Akira had no liquid to ease the straining hold of the chains that held her up. She sat with her knees under her and her body leaning to the right while her arms were strained in a 'Y' shape above her head. A collar about her neck also held her head up and her eyes were closed. Kiba rushed forward and tried to reach her through the bars. Up close, he could see that she had been crying. Her cheeks were so damp and small tears still escaped under her long lashes in her sleep. Her small body shook and Kiba knew she was cold and afraid. A red silk scarf seemed like it had been used to blind her, but now it had loosened and hung over her collar.
"Akira" he said softly.
She didn't awaken.
Kiba held a hand through the bars and reached up to cup her cheek. He was only just barely able to reach her that far, but soon as his hand touched her skin, orange eyes snapped open and wide with a feral look in them.
Akira wrenched away from the sudden touch, fearing it was Jagura again, "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" she desperately cried out in fear.
"Akira," Kiba sounded hurt at her sudden violent move to get away from him, "Akira it's me! Kiba!"
Akira stopped her struggles to look down at him wide eyed and full of pent up fear. She truly was a caged animal struggling to survive. Her orange eyes started to tear up again as she now tried to get as close to him as she could with her restraints, "Kiba? Kiba, you have to get Cheza out of here! I'm so scared" she cried out, "I couldn't help her, Kiba, I'm so sorry, but I couldn't do anything"
"Shhh," Kiba soothed as he was able to stroke her hair now with both hands now that she was leaning as far as she could toward him and the bars that separated them. His movements were restrained by the bars, but he tried to touch her as best he could. His warm hand cupped her cheek again and she leaned into his touch as his thumb wiped away the tears he could reach, "I'll get you and Cheza out of here, I promise. It's my fault for letting you both get hurt." Her clear tears were turning light red from mixing with the dried blood on his finger tips, but neither cared at the moment.
Akira gave him a sad smile, "They haven't hurt me, Kiba, I'm just scared to death here" she attempted to lighten the mood, but his blue human eyes didn't lighten to laughter with hers. They were in pain. Her heart clenched in her chest as it felt suddenly so heavy for him.
"Akira…" he said softly, resting his forehead against the bars, "I'm so sorry I let this happen to you. Forgive me" he actually begged.
"Kiba," Akira desperately wanted to hug him to her. She wanted to hold him in her arms and reassure that things would work out, but she couldn't touch him. She was at a loss for words and what to do.
"Love is a beautiful thing to witness from the shadows. Especially when it is so strongly shown in abandonment" Jagura's sultry voice praised longingly from the shadows of the room behind Kiba.
Kiba turned around quickly and stood tall between the woman and Akira. He didn't have to see Akira's reaction behind him to know that this was the woman that was hurting her, if not physically, then emotionally. It was this woman who had put Akira in that cage. She who held Cheza from him in that capsule sphere just above Akira. He shifted to his wolf form despite Akira's protest behind him. He was going to enjoy spilling this woman's blood…
"The white wolf. How beautiful you truly are. Your heart already sings to the red moon. You've fallen for her?" she taunted as the noble approached them seemingly at ease.
Kiba shot forward, a blur of white fur as he attacked the noble with fangs bared and mouth wide. His claws actually itched to sink in to the woman's body as he cut her life's blood out of her.
An alchemic symbol flashed bright white under him and froze the wolf. Kiba fought valiantly to regain his body's strength as the dark magic of the circle pressed him down to his stomach, he could feel the weight of mountains on top him and snarled heatedly as the woman walked calmly pass him. She was so close that if he could move, he'd have torn her leg right off her, but alas he was pinned. He could do nothing as that hideous woman approached his Akira. From the corner of his golden eyes, he saw Akira in her wolf form as the restraints on her arms fell away and she was dropped to the floor of the platform with the white flowers rustling about her. The golden collar still attached to her neck as the red wolf struggled to stand again on shaky, unstable legs. Soon as orange eyes saw the gentle smile of the noble woman so close, she jerked away and huddled to the corner of her barred prison as far from Jagura as possible.
Akira's eyes widened when she felt liquid from the sphere tank above her holding Cheza dormant crack open slightly and drip the liquid down onto her. she whimpered and backed as far away as she could, pressing herself into the bars opposite of Jagura with a whine of fear only fearful pups used. The sound made Kiba's heart twist and he struggled in doubled effort to stand up once more and destroy what was making his beloved so afraid. He'd never seen her like this. It made the rabbit in the forest that they'd hunted before look calm just before they took that final leap to snap its spine. He could hear her heart pound inside her chest.
Jagura looked up to Cheza and held a hand to her tank that was fracturing all over by now and leaking water, "We shall have a celebration, you and I, Cheza, don't you think? A grand celebration to mark the carving of my paradise."
Kiba snarled louder and snapped his fangs, but the spell that held him did not let up.
"Take the white one away and prepare and clean him to drain his blood on the moon energy converter as the final act to the right of my paradise." Jagura commanded her manservant who waited patiently by the door.
He bowed, "Yes my lady."
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