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God of Salvation: The book is just their view on the them, since Eostia is a medieval place, they wouldn't understand that some of them are wearing masks and whatnot.
Though I will say that through magic, some members of Team 6 will gain new forms... derived from Monster Legends and Dragon City.
keybladelight: Dude, it's fiction. None of this is real. I don't have to have them with their actual wives and girlfriends in this story. You think the people that make the Vanoss crew slash fics care about their actual girlfriends? None of this is meant to be real, and are not meant to be taken as real. This is purely for entertainment purposes.
For everyone else, I'm glad you've liked the story so far. I'll admit, humor isn't my strong suit, but I do my best.
Now, let's get on with the chapter.
Episode 3: It's offical. We're in a world of medieval porn.
Eostia, near the borders of Garan_
As of now, with their elytra wings upon their back and their firework rockets in hand, Vanoss and Wildcat flew unknowingly to the land of the Dark Queen.
They had been flying for around fifteen minutes, given the speed that they were going in, and already they were a little bit bored.
"See anything?" Wildcat called out to Vanoss.
"I spy with my little eye..." Vanoss trailed off as he lazily looked around at their surroundings. "Nothing but trees, grass, hills, and a few streams."
"So in other words, the same stinking shit we seen for the past fifteen minutes. Awesome." Wildcat dryly spoke with a lowered gaze. "You know, I'm starting to think we got the short end of the stick here on this exploration."
"Could be worse." Vanoss shrugged.
"Eh, yeah. Could be stuck with Nogla." Wildcat said.
"Not what I meant, but ok." Vanoss replied to the pig man as he continued to lazily look around as they flew.
Vanoss continued to look around until he looked straight ahead, squinting his eyes started to spot something dark and ominous up ahead.
Wildcat proceeded to then sniff the air, pausing as he raised his brow in confusion before sniffing the air once more.
With a confused look as he looked around, Wildcat spoke. "Ok, why does it smell like burnt rubber all of a sudden?"
"Hey, I see something up ahead." Vanoss said to Wildcat, grabbing his friend's attention.
Wildcat looked North, just like Vanoss did as they definitely spotted something. "Oh, yeah."
The two members of Team 6 looked as they neared another section of the new land they had teleported to, this area being large in the amount of acres that spread out across and further North. The sky was red above this area, the visage of dead, blackened trees littering the land as the dirt was grey and dry, sharp and tall mountains in the background.
"Hey, I think we're heading to that place in Lord of the Rings." Vanoss suggested.
"If Brian were here, he'd be making a bunch of Lord of the Rings jokes." Wildcat said. "Heheheh. "One does not simply walk into Mordor." He quoted with a chuckle in a slight European accent. "Next thing you know we're gonna run into the Dark Lord Sauron."
"Is that the white haired wizard?" Vanoss asked.
"No, Sauron's the flaming eye." Wildcat replied back.
"Wait, the flaming eye is the Dark Lord?" Vanoss asked in confusion.
"Heheheh." Wildcat chuckled while shaking his head with a sigh. "Oh, you seriously need to pay more attention to these movies."
"I'm just not that drawn into them." Vanoss shrugged with an even look as the two got closer to Garan.
Passing the border to the dark and twisted lands, Vanoss and Wildcat scrunched their noses up, or in Vanoss's case, his beak, in disgust as a fowl smell filled the air.
"Aurgh! Who cut the viex-boulogne?" Vanoss asked as he waved his hand near his beak.
"Bleaugh! It smells like ass!" Wildcat complained. "We finally find something interesting on this trip, and it smells like a rectum."
"Well we might as well see what's in here." Vanoss said as he and Wildcat flew over the borders of Garan.
"It better be something cool, or secretive. Like a hidden treasure at the center of a maze." Wildcat said with an annoyed look as they continued to fly into Garan. "Otherwise, I'm gonna be pissed. Like, the stench is horrible."
The two continued to fly overhead of Garan, looking for anything that would catch their interest, but little did they know that they were being watched from the shadows of the twisted forest below.
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120 miles South of the Team 6 commune_
As Vanoss and Wildcat journeyed North, Terroriser and Moo continued to travel South. The two frenemies had thus far found the trip to be peaceful.
Terroriser roamed his eyes over the land he and Moo flew over, spotting nothing but green hills and spread out trees.
"You know, you'd think we would've seen a few more of those orcs, or ogres, or whatever the Hell those things were." Terroriser said as he looked around, using the cybernetics in his eye to look for anything noteworthy further up ahead.
"Well, they definitely weren't mobs. That's for sure." Moo said. "Mobs don't talk, and they definitely don't want to rape people."
"Yeah, what's with that anyway?" Terroriser asked. "I can't say I know a lot of monsters outside of COD, Minecraft, and Phasmophobia, but I've never heard of any monsters that like to rape chicks."
"I think I read somewhere that satyrs like that stuff." Moo said as they continued to fly.
"Yeah, but I don't remember seeing a man with goat legs in that fight." Terroriser replied back.
"I mean, I heard a man with a goats voice back there, but I don't think Nogla counts." Moo took a crack at the other, non-present, Irish man.
"HeHah!" Terroriser chuckled. "Wow, Brock. Least you could do is the insult the man when you see him."
"Like we never say anything behind Nogla's back?" Moo asked back.
"True. True." Terroriser relented with a shrug. "Idiots aside, those monsters back there defin sounded horny. I mean, it's only as if they were from a—."
Before Terroriser could finish his sentence, he and Moo heard what sounded like a war horn in the distance.
"Huh?" Moo questioned with a furrowed look as he and Terroriser turned their heads to the left.
"Sounds like it came from this way. Let's check it out." Terroriser suggested as he swerved left, Moo soon doing the same.
The further the two friends flew in the leftward direction, the more they started to hear the faint sounds of yelling, grunts, and a few roars.
Squinting his regular eye, Terroriser focused with his cybernetic eye, zooming his vision further to see what seemed a be a dirt pathway that stretched to the East.
"Hey, I think I see a road up ahead." Terroriser called out to Moo as he focused his attention further down the road. "And I think I see... people fighting."
As the two got closer to the dirt road, they did indeed see fighting up ahead, taking place in an area with scattered trees and bushes. From what they could tell, there were several more of those monsters that they had killed earlier, attacking what seemed to be a crashed, fancy carriage. From what Terroriser and Moo could also make out, it seemed that the monsters were being fought back against a group of knights, all female from what they could tell.
"Well this could be interesting." Terroriser muttered aloud as and Moo looked at the ensuing skirmish that they got closer to. "Let's hide in one those trees, and see what going from a better angle."
"Uh, sure. Why not." Moo shrugged as he went along with Terroriser, though feeling as if they should try and help the knights as soon as they could, remembering how the other monsters they ran into had a depraved fondness for women.
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Eostia, Garan_
Vanoss and Wildcat had been circling around Garan for several minutes now, combing over the twisted land as to spot anything that would seem interesting. Though thus far, all they could see were the mangled and dead trees of the dark land, most of said trees blocking their bird's eye view.
"You know at rate, we're just gonna have to go down there and do ground patrol." Wildcat said as he tried to see through and cracks and crevices within the dead tree line.
"You really want us to go down there?" Vanoss raised his brow at Wildcat.
"What? You pussying out?" Wildcat asked back to Vanoss.
"No. No." Vanoss simply said. "I-I'm just saying, it may smell shittier down there, and I want to make sure you won't be complaining the whole time."
"I won't!" Wildcat called out to the Canadian.
"I'm just saying." Vanoss shrugged before looking to his right, squinting as he spotted something. "What's that?"
"Huh? What is it?" Wildcat asked as Vanoss made a right turn.
"I think I see a castle to the right." Vanoss said as he headed in said direction.
"A castle?" Wildcat repeated in question with a raised brow.
Wildcat proceeded to follow his friend towards what he was seeing, the two soon coming up to a large clearing. At the center of the clearing was a large, castle-like fortress. The structure was large and blackish-purple, the design reminiscent to that of a large and jagged crystal.
"Well what do we have here?" Wildcat asked as he and Vanoss landed on a tall, dead tree. "Suddenly we're in the Dark Crystal."
"The what?" Vanoss asked in confusion, turning to bis friend.
"A movie with scary puppets that was somehow meant for kids?" Wildcat asked, seeing if Vanoss recognized it.
"Huh?" Vanoss seemed even more confused.
"It was made by Jim Henson." Wildcat said.
"Oh, that's the guy who made the Muppets, right?" Vanoss asked in assurance.
"Yes!" Wildcat proclaimed while throwing his hands in the air.
"Well I didn't know he made something called the Dark Crystal." Vanoss said.
"I swear, you have no childhood." Wildcat crossed his arms.
"That's not true." Vanoss interjected. "I watched Transformers when I was a kid."
"What action show or movie haven't you watched?" Wildcat asked.
Vanoss just waved him off before looking back at the dark fortress. "So what? Should we take a risk and go down there?"
"Well, I can definitely see a few lights on, at the castle." Wildcat said as he examined the fortress, spotting a few lights that were lit from the castle windows. "This is probably where those fugly monsters came from."
"Think we'll be able to take them?" Vanoss asked.
"Well, that, or we'll die repeatedly trying to explore the place." Wildcat said as he continued to examine. "Eh, I don't know if we should try it. We should probably wait until everyone gets back to the commune, then we'll make a strategy."
"We'll still need to know the layout of the place, and everything that's in there." Vanoss said in turn.
"Yeah..." Wildcat said as he trailed off in thought, bringing a hand to his chin. "I don't know though. We either scout out the place first—check for any secrets—you know, and we risk getting our asses kicked, or we wait on the others and go in without knowing what might be waiting for us."
"Want to rock, paper, scissors for it?" Vanoss suggested. "I win, we go down there now. You win, we go back and wait for everyone."
"Uh, sure." Wildcat said with a shrug as he got his hand and palm into the rock, paper, scissors position. "Best of three."
"Okay." Vanoss said as he got his hands in a similar position.
The two proceeded to shake their fists up and down upon their respective palms before they both landed on rock.
They went at it again, this time with Wildcat landing on scissors and Vanoss landed on paper.
"Dammit." Vanoss swore.
"Yeahah!" Wildcat cheered before they played again.
This time, Vanoss had landed on rock as Wildcat landed on scissors.
"Fuck, dude." Wildcat swore as Vanoss lightly cheered.
"Oh, yeah. Tie breaker time." Vanoss said as the two got ready for the next, and potentially final round.
However, before they could try and slam their hands upon their palms, Wildcat subtly noticed a small, purple glow showing upon the two of them. Said glow seeming to be getting closer and closer, and slightly bigger, with each passing moment.
Wildcat looked and widened his eyes as he saw that a purple fireball was heading their way.
"Evan, look out!" Wildcat said as he quickly shot to the red sky with his firework rocket and wings.
"What?" Vanoss questioned before quickly looking behind him, widening his eyes as he saw the fireball really close to him.
"What the fuck?!" Vanoss yelled in surprise, but before he could fly away, the fireball hit dead tree, setting the tree and the small surrounding area ablaze and Vanoss was caught in the shockwave of the blast.
"AAAAHH!!" Vanoss shouted as he was blasted away, falling to the grey ground with a thud.
"EVAN!" Wildcat shouted towards his friend.
Wildcat was about to fly down to Vanoss, but before he could do he was halted by the sound of a series of loud roars and growls. The pig man looked towards the direction of the fortress to see what appeared to be a squadron of gargoyles flying straight towards him. Each one having a snarling and nasty face.
"Oh Shit!" Wildcat cursed as he widened his eyes, opting to fly away from the oncoming gargoyles.
Wildcat continued to fly off as the gargoyles chased after him, Wildcat making sure to barrel-roll and swerve every which way to make sure that the stone monsters didn't catch up to him.
"I'm suddenly having Hydra mission flashbacks." Wildcats muttered aloud as he looked back at the gargoyles.
Wildcat then looked back to where Vanoss had fallen, only to widen his eyes as he spotted several other gargoyles flying down towards him as Wildcat began to curse. "Oh shit."
Speaking of which Vanoss groaned in slight pain as he slowly got up from the ground.
"Ahh. What the Hell was that?" Vanoss asked in confusion, still a little disoriented.
Before he could fully regain awareness of his surroundings, the several other gargoyles landed behind him. One of them promptly slammed down his fist against the top of Vanoss's head, the Canadian slightly grunting in pain before he slowly start to lose conscience.
"Ow, the back of my head." Vanoss groaned before falling back to the ground, promptly knocked out.
The gargoyle that knocked him out then threw Vanoss over his shoulder before he and his brethren flew off and away from the area, flying back to the dark fortress.
"EVAN!!" Wildcat yelled out to his unconscious friend as Vanoss was taken to the fortress.
The other gargoyles continued to chase after Wildcat as the pig man began to scowl at the winged monsters.
"Annoying ass motherfuckers." Wildcat cursed at the gargoyles before he flew off once more, still being chased. "The ONE time I don't bring my bows and armor!"
It was then that Wildcat groaned in annoyance as he decided that he would need to quickly fly back to the Team 6 commune to get some gear.
"Hang in there Evan! I'll be back to save you!" Wildcat called out as he flew South of Garan, gargoyles in tow.
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Approximately 30 minutes earlier~
The day was bright and calm. The current time was peaceful.
As of now, a royal carriage of Ur was being escorted by a group of Feoh knights as they took the main road from Ur to Feoh.
Within this carriage was perhaps what the people of Eostia considered to be the most important figure in all of Ur, and perhaps the most innocent person in all of Eostia, who's kindness could rival that of Celestine Lucross herself. Prim Fiorire, Princess of Ur.
Draped in a frilly royal dress, colored in pink and white—the dress itself designed to be revealing in some areas, for God only knows why. Her skin fair, her eyes blue and full of child-like innocence, her hair long and pink with an orange crown tied atop her head.
Prim Fiorire was the youngest of the Seven Shield Alliance, her age being that of 15, now bordering upon 16. She was currently being escorted a group of female knights, save the coachman that drove the carriage as she was driven to Feoh. The reason for this trip was to not only have a meeting with the leaders and noblemen of Feoh, but to also spend time with her older cousin, Alicia Arcturus.
Speaking of Alicia, she was leading the group of knights that were escorting Prim's carriage, riding to the left of the carriage as she rode closely by the windowed door of the transportation.
The Shield Princess of Feoh was dressed in white armor that only really covered her more female-based areas, her arms, and her legs. The armor itself, was revealing, as was the same with the other female knights. Alicia's armor had white drills coming off of it with a white and blue frilly skirt, her revealing breastplates being blue as well. Her skin was fair, her eyes violet, and her hair blonde was with a sliver band-like crown atop her head.
She rode on her horse with her royal, ornate sword on her hilt, her hand securely clamped upon the reigns of her horse as her and her knights rode to Feoh.
"Remember, ladies! Keep your eyes sharp!" Alicia called out to her knights. "You've all read the reports! The Dark Queen's monsters have increased attacks on the roads, and I'll be damned if we let a group of green-skins carry off with Princess Prim!"
"Yes, Lady Alicia!" Her knights replied in kind.
With her message received, Alicia rode up to the driver of the carriage as she started to speak to him.
"If we do run into monsters of any sort along the way, I want you to speed away to Feoh, and don't look back." Alicia said to the carriage drive. "Getting Princess Prim to a safe Haven is your top priority."
"I know the drill, Princess Alicia." The driver said. "I won't stop until Princess Prim is safe."
Alicia nodded as she slowed back into her position by the right door of the carriage. The carriage ride continued in silence for a moment before the Princess of Feoh her a knock by the quarter light window of the carriage. Looking to the window, she saw Prim looking at her with a look that said she wished to speak with her cousin.
Prim then opened up the hinged window so she could properly speak to Alicia. "Is everything alright?" She asked.
"Everything's fine for now." Alicia said to Prim. "I'm just making sure everyone is keeping their eyes out for any potential threats."
"Ah. I see." Prim lightly nodded. "So, what is the purpose for my visit to Feoh? N-not that I have a problem with visiting you when I get the chance, but it seems this visit might be important."
"The counsel of Ur didn't tell you?" Alicia asked in confusion.
"They don't see it fit to tell me many things." Prim said as she glanced to the side.
"Hmph. Well perhaps I should I have a word with them upon your return to Ur." Alicia said with a controlled, yet displeased tone. "But besides that, the reason for your visit is that Lady Celestine has called a meeting of the Shields. We are all to meet in Ken for planning an assault on Garan. We are merely taking a stop at Feoh for a small amount of rest, and so that I can make sure that everything within the city will be in order before when we leave. I wouldn't want there to be any surprise attacks on Feoh while we are away at Ken."
"We're moving against Garan?" Prim asked with a surprised look. "I thought it was deemed too dangerous of a task to do such as thing."
"I have similar feelings." Alicia said as she had a slight look of concern, only to wash it away the next moment. "While I do not know the entirety of the plan, I do know that Volt will be leading his Black Dogs in the dark lands. And I have faith in Celestine's words."
All Prim did to reply was nod her head in understanding, casting a downward glance in thought.
Seeing this look, Alicia have Prim a comforting smile. "You needn't worry, dear cousin. I'm sure things will go fine with whatever plan our Goddess has decided upon."
"I suppose so..." Prim trailed in thought as she glanced to her cousin. "But it would still be a dangerous task, to attack the Dark Queen head on. Even Volt and his men will have much difficulty."
"As vulgar as the Black Dogs are, I trust that they will have the might to charge into Garan. This war has gone on long enough." Alicia said in assurance to her cousin before giving her another smile. "Now cheer up. I'll be sure that when we get to Feoh, I'll have you delivered one of the head chef's best cakes."
At this Prim looked at Alicia with an almost childish excitement in her eyes. "With strawberries?"
Alicia could help but chuckle at her cousin's childish tendencies. "Yes. With strawberries."
Prim then showed an excited and open smile that Alicia couldn't help but adore. However, the cousins' conversation were to soon be cut short.
The royal carriage and the knights had gotten to point on the road that lead through large bushes and trees, all of which were scattered about the area. As soon as the had reached towards the middle of this path, a sound cut through the air, like a fire on the wind. The sound of an orcish war horn sending everyone on high alert.
Alicia widened her eyes in worry as she grit her teeth. "Orcs!" She yelled aloud.
At this, everyone was out on high alert, Prim growing a heavy look of fear and worry as Alicia and her knights tried to spot the monsters.
Soon enough, several green-skinned orcs, all wielding either swords or club—all crude in design, ran out from their hiding places within the scattered bushes and trees. The each roared and jeered at the knights as they charged at them.
"Ready your swords!" Alicia yelled out as she drew her sword from its scabbard, her knights doing the same. "We make sure not one of these bastards gets to the Princess!"
The coachman glanced behind to see Alicia and her knights battling against the monsters of Garan. He was about to head to Alicia's previous orders as he tried to get the horses of the carriage to speed up. However, just as horses started to run faster, the sound of heavy footsteps shook the ground. The coachman widened his eyes in surprise as an minotaur popped out from one of the larger bushes, running fast towards the carriage.
The coachman tried to speed the horses up and swerve out of the way, but the minotaur was too quick, and too close to the carriage. Wielding a large battle axe, the minotaur roared and used its powerful strength to bring down its axe upon the box of the carriage, destroying it and cleaving the coachman.
The carriage horses cried out in fear as they sped off, all the while the royal carriage teetered and rolled off before falling on its side and crashing. Prim let out a scream of fear and shock as she was tossed around the inside of the carriage as it crashed.
After cutting down one of the orcs, Alicia had her cousin's scream, causing the Princess knight of Feoh to widen her eyes in fear and immense worry as she watched the minotaur walk over to the crashed carriage.
"PRIM!" Alicia yelled out as used the reigns on her horse to lead it to the direction of the crashed carriage, making sure to reach there with all the speed that her horse could let out.
The minotaur leaned down to rip the left door off of the carriage, tossing it aside as it spotted the disheveled Princess of Ur, her back against the other door of the carriage. The crash had temporarily knocked her out, though her face was that of discomfort.
The minotaur grinned as he looked at the unconscious form of Prim, letting out what sounded like a chuckle as it also glimpsed at the Princess's undergarments as her laid down position had her legs up against the floor of the carriage, causing the bottom of her dress to lower and show off her panties, more so than usual.
The minotaur went to grab Prim from within the carriage, only to turn its head at the sound of speeding hooves. It turned its head just in time to see Alicia charging at it upon her horse, yelling as she slashed at the minotaur's left arm with her sword.
The bull-like monster roared in pain as it stepped back from the carriage, grasping its bleeding arm with its other, axe still in the hand of its right.
"You'll die before you ever lay your hands on her here, you cur!" Alicia yelled at the minotaur.
The minotaur glared at the Princess of Feoh before letting out a roar, its angry snorts blowing steamed air from its nose as it scrapped its foot gain at the dirt, getting ready to charge.
Alicia yelled once more as she charged her horse towards the minotaur, the minotaur charging in kind with its axe held high. Both combatants getting ready to strike.
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Alicia and her knights fought against the monsters. The knights tackling the orcs, as Alicia went against the minotaur. And all the while this was happening, Terroriser and Moo were watching from a tree, several feet away.
The two friends watched the fight, their eyes lowered in confusion as to what they were seeing before them.
"Okay." Moo started as he began to speak. "I get the minotaur. I get the orcs. Why... just why... are those knights dressed like that?"
"Yeah. Their weapons look decent, but that armor is horrendous." Terroriser said with crossed arms. "I mean it's sexy since they're all chicks, but armor with that many gabs, exposing all that skin—it's just not fit for using in a fight. I mean, are these chicks nudists or something?"
"If that was the case, they wouldn't be wearing anything." Moo said dully as he watched the fight continue. "I mean, I want to help them, but that armor is just stupid. Those are more like metal bikinis."
"Heh. Yeah. It's looks like something you would see some women wear in..." Terroriser started before he trailed off in thought. A slow realization hitting him. "An... anime..."
Moo looked at the thoughtful face his friend had as Terroriser's jaw was slightly agape. "What is it?"
"Oh... my... God." Terroriser slowly spoke while staring at the ongoing fight. "Think about it. Women in bikini armor. Monsters that want to rape said women."
Moo listened to Terroriser as he slowly realized what his friend was suggesting. "No... Nuh-uh. No way."
"Brock." Terroriser said as he grabbed Moo by his shoulders, looking at him in the eye. "We're in a fucking hentai. A medieval porn world."
"No, there's... no way!" Moo yelled in a lowered voice as Terroriser let go of him.
"Well, I know Nogla would be happy about this news." Terroriser said while rubbing his head a bit in annoyance.
"What are we gonna do?" Moo asked as he looked back at the fight. "We got teleported to a hentai. Who knows what's gonna happen."
Terroriser let out a tired sigh before looking back at the fight, drawing out his diamond sword. "Well, I know one thing. We either keep on sitting here and complain our asses off, or we make sure those knights don't lose and get raped."
Moo continued to look at the fight before he let out his own sigh, drawing a lucky bow. "Yeah, you're right."
Taking aim, Moo shot a lucky arrow in the direction of the minotaur.
Alicia had just intercepted another swing from the minotaur's axe, her horse stumbling back a bit from the strength of the blow. The Princess knight was steeling herself for another attack, only to widened her eyes as the minotaur swung its axe at her horse. The horse screeched in pain as it rose upon its hind legs, kicking the air with its front legs. Alicia was not ready for such a move, and thus stumbled off the horse as the horse itself fell to the ground on its side.
Alicia grunted as she leaned herself up from the ground, clenching her teeth as the minotaur charged at her. She readied herself blade to defend herself from the oncoming attack, only to soon hear the swift shot of an arrow shooting through the air.
The Princess widened her eyes in shock and confusion as the minotaur was now stuck in a series of thick spider webs, the beast grunting and roaring as its struggled to break free.
Alicia looked at the spectacle in confusion before a male voice with an accent yelled out to her.
"Well, don't just stand there! Kill the walking beef!"
Alicia turned to the right to see two oddly dressed men hopping down from a tree. One had a strange haircut with brightly colored clothing as he wielded a bow, as the other was dressed in what seemed to be black leather clothing with a white shirt, wielding a shining, blue sword. Both of them wearing black glasses.
"Uh, hey, the monster gonna get free soon!" Terroriser yelled towards Alicia, pointing towards the minotaur. "Those spider webs aren't gonna hold him for long!"
Alicia, still confused, looked back to see that the minotaur was slowly struggling out of the spider webs. Steeling herself in the moment, Alicia rose up and ran towards the beast, yelling as she thrusted her blade into the minotaur's heart. The bovine monster roared in pain before its movements ceased, the life leaving its body.
Terroriser and Moo ran up to the Princess, only for her raise her blade in their direction.
"Who are you two?!" Alicia demanded.
"Does that really matter right now?" Moo asked.
"Yeah, why don't we tell who we are after we kill those orcs." Terroriser suggested as he pointed to the other knights that were trying to fend off against the monsters, the green-skinned creatures seeming to slightly overwhelm Alicia's knights as the monsters had more numbers.
Alicia grit her teeth as she looked at the fight before looking at Terroriser and Moo. "Fine. But when this fight is over, you two will explain who you are."
"Fair enough." Terroriser said.
Alicia have a nod before running back towards her fellow knights, Terroriser and Moo not far behind her.
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Garan, the Dark Queen's Fortress_
"Mmm." Vanoss groaned as he began to regain consciousness. He blinked his eyes slightly as he saw that he was being dragged upon a tiled floor, seemingly reddish in color, the feeling of something stone-like holding onto both his arms.
Soon enough Vanoss found himself no longer being dragged, now being held in a sitting position. The Canadian blinked a bit more before his full depth perception was restored. The owl-headed man looked up, slightly groggily, as he laid eyes upon a woman sitting on a throne.
The woman in question had pointy, knife-like ears that went along with her caramel-brown skin, amber eyes, and raven-black hair. Her clothing seemed elegant, being purple in color. A brown and red cape rested upon her back, trimmed in gold. Within her right hand, she held a black staff with a red gemstone embedded at its top. To top it all off, the woman wore an ornate, silver crown upon her head, a crown some would deem jagged. The woman gave a callous, yet calm look to Vanoss as he looked back at her.
Vanoss looked at woman, slightly nervous as to what he was seeing. Not because he found the woman to be imposing. Rather, because of the odd and revealing choice of clothing she decided to wear.
Vanoss did not know it yet, but he was looking upon the figure of Olga Discordia. Queen of the dark elves.
Vanoss looked at Olga with owlish eyes before finally speaking.
"Uh..." Vanoss trailed off slightly as he opened his mouth. "Howdy doody?"
End chapter_