Jaeger Saga: Fairy Dance
by revanninja
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Outside the plains of Kanon:
The Albion general couldn't help but have a sneer of disgust on his face as he observed the Fae camp through a lens spell. They weren't equipped with any golems, cannons, or even a turtle. 'If this is the breath of their force we should mop them up inside an hour' he couldn't help but think.
The forces arrayed against him were made up of mostly warriors a few obvious Mages in those ridiculous clothes the Fae so enjoyed. The real insult though was the band being set up in the back as if it was important.
"Sir they have their own band surely this isn't a 'real' force but a token meant to slow us down. It's basically a parade force!" His subordinate said his face full of pride.
"Agreed. Open a communication spell I want to offer them terms, who knows maybe these stupid Fae will see the superiority of the Albion forces and bow down like good little sub-humans they are." The general stated with a wide smile of pride.
The Lens changed shaped and thickness losing some of its clarity but the sounds of the Fae came through. "I am the General of the Albion 5th ground Force army I would like to speak to the leader of this army"
The Fae looked up no surprise or alarm just casual interest in the goings on. A slim Fae stepped forth looking no more than a boy entering manhood. "I am the Leader of the Fae Jaeger. What are your terms general?" His voice was firm but with a distinct lack of interest and almost boredom in it.
"I offer you the chance to lay down your weapons, swear on the Albion flag, and you may freely become Albion citizens, second class of course." The General waited he knew this was the best terms these savages would ever get and they would be fools to turn it away when so badly outmatched.
The Fae leader smiled. It was cold and sharp and made the general itch for a sword. "Funny. Your terms are ludicrous and unsuited for someone in such poor straights. I return your demands but reject your caveat of citizenship we have no need of such bigotry in Tristain."
"You FOOL! How dare you spurn my offer with such ignorance. Fine then set to the field and dance with your band I will leave this field so bloody it will grow flowers of red!"
The general spat his face enraged.
Strangely the Fae was not bothered by this instead his smile if possible had grown even colder and sharper. "So you wish us to dance then? We shall dance but I warn you here and now you won't like it. Good day ser." With that he turned away and began to motion to his men to begin to be ready.
As the Lens closed the general could see the band begin to gather and take up their instruments. "Fool. Ready the men we shall show them."
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Within the hour the battle was ready both sides began to move. As the General watched he couldn't help but feel humor the Fae had grouped themselves in pairs and as the band started to play had truly begun to dance moving in time with the music. The Music was strange it had a feeling to it he couldn't describe outside of that it made him nervous for some reason. Shaking off his thoughts the General stepped up his bodyguards arrayed around him.
"Begin" He simply stated and his men ran off to start the battle. The Cannons opened fire their loud Booms racking the land. The general expected to see a sea of destroyed Fae he had thoughts of forcing that Fae leader to heel as a trophy when presented to Lord Cromwell.
But the Cannons for all their power could never hope to hit what was not there. Almost as if the Fae knew what was happening they took to the air still dancing and as the shells landed where they were it was just a simple thing to them for all its destructive power.
Despite that the Albion force was no stranger to firing at airborne targets and their aim switched with the precision drilled into them. But again the Fae were simply not there. As the Shots came in the Dance became even more grandiose with Dips and swirls letting them evade rounds.
As the General watched a Pair of Fae spun in a complex circle before parting at speed from each other and taking their place was a Cannon round. 'What? How is this Poss…..The DANCE! They are using the turns to move in the air!'
The general could see it now the 'Dance' was all movement shifting and twisting making lining up a shot difficult and then breaking apart with grace as a round came close. The twirls gave them momentum which they used to evade rounds and spells.
And to the horror of the general the first of the Fae reached the front lines and showed it wasn't just for evading. A Female Fae and a Male were twirling above the line when the Male let go of his partner letting her twirl into the air. Quick as a top she spun down and into the men a flash of silver all around her. Blood and Limbs flew through the air the same as if a cannon had hit them. As she came to a stop among his men the general couldn't help but think she was going to die from his men's return strike.
A Large Dark skinned Fae came spinning over the top of the men and the Woman reached up and was grabbed by the Large Fae. As he turned he launched her into the air with a casual ease. And he continued on his spin mowing his men down with a wicked war hammer till he too came to a stop. But unlike the woman he just dashed towards a golem jump and struck it with his hammer then pushed off into the sky flattening the golem into so much rubble.
'This can't be happening we are the Almighty Albion Army we have Lord Cromwell behind us and these stupid savages are beating us no slaughtering us!' The General thought in shock already his well trained army was panicking and starting to fall apart as these Fae carved bloody gouges into them. They were hurting them back but for every Fae hit 10 Albion were. This Farce was easy for any to see. Albion would lose.
As if to reinforce his thought a shriek of pain came from his left. Turning him and his bodyguards could see a bloody path of death carved to their very footstep. And Walking away from the turtle dying, as if walking in a park instead of a battlefield, was the Fae Leader casual disinterest still stamped on his face.
"YOU! How dare you!" The general sputtered he was at a loss for the words to convey his anger, pain, and humiliation. His bodyguards arrayed themselves around him their swords and pikes aiming towards the approaching Fae.
His head tilted to the side he spoke. "I did offer you terms and I did warn you that you wouldn't like our dance." He moved closer completely ignoring the weapons aimed his way.
"A dance is not this!" The General raged. "What are you? How can you do this?"
"We are Fae and you asked us to Dance." The Fae leader was Calm in the face of the general's rage not a lick of worry present. "Now then let us end this yes? Don't Move."
Realizing what was happening the closest bodyguard rushed for the Fae his blade aiming for his heart. The Fae brought up his sword and deflected it from his chest as easily as handling a babe. He spun using the Sword against the Spear as a pivot point. Suddenly the Guard jerked and a blood coat silver blade erupted out of his side. Realizing what had happened the general couldn't help but be impressed at the speed. The Fae while spinning had transferred his blade into a reverse grip in his left hand and thrust it through his guard's side passing though armor and flesh as easily as if it was not there.
Yanking the blade out the Fae quickly returned it to normal position and hand before launching himself into a powerful thrust, wings glowing, at the next Guard piercing through Armor, Ribs, and Heart before exiting out his back again as if it was not there. As the Guard toppled the Fae used his falling body as a spring board up into the air spinning into a tight ball with a lethal edge of silver cutting the air.
The third guardsman trying to take advantage of his brother's fall to kill the Fae could only stop and gawk in terror as the Fae can down like an avalanche. His Blade smote him though Crown to groin. And before the pieces of the man can fall the Fae was on the move again.
His blade whipped across above the ground before slanting up and taking his final Guard through the midsection starting on his left hip and exiting below his right ribs.
And In a span of a few seconds the Fae had just killed 4 elite bodyguards as if they were nothing. What was worse was the fact there was no blood on him at all. He had come through all that as fresh as when he started. Realizing he was alone with this monster in flesh the general took a step back meaning to run.
But it was too late the Fae turned his blade and body his wings igniting and intent clear in his eyes. 'Fas-'Was the last thought of the general.
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The Fae Leader came to a stop just past the pieces of the Albion General. Turning he looked over the battlefield. 'Funny, how tactics against Raid bosses, also work so well against armies. Poor Fools they should have realized something was wrong when we didn't have cannons.'
He shifted his blade and felt a tacky sensation on his fingers. Looking down his hand was covered in blood. "Tch. I told him not to move." Taking a cleaning rag he began to clean the mess off his fingers while moving back towards the field after all there was still more to be done.