Chapter Two ~ Blazing Fires
Kara never expected the sight that she witnessed when she arrived. The small fishing village was set ablaze, the villagers all either dead or close to death. She sensed youkai and looked up from the blazing huts to see a dozen or so dragon-demons flying above the rubble, occasionally swooping down to pick up a surviving villager.
Forgetting her injuries from the day before, Kara drew her sword, the Tetseinga. The pure silver blade shone with the reflection of the flames. Gripping the red and gold hilt tightly, she climbed up on Kitas' back. The little black and brown cat had transformed into her full battle size, so that she now stood as tall as Kara's shoulder at the withers. Ice blue fire blossomed around her paws as her claws grew to the size of daggers. Her three fluffy tails swished angrily and her sapphire eyes flashed.
Rising up to meet the dragon-youkai, Kara sent a wave of purifying energy towards her targets. Six of the dragons immediately turned to ashes as the wave ate away at their demonic auras. The remaining demons were thoroughly pissed off now. They surrounded Kara and Kita and prepared to blast them with their lethal flames.
From the ground, Kiro watched, feeling a little left out. 'I might not be able to fly like that damned cat, but I have my own powers. I'm not going to let those demon bastards hurt my mistress. Time to barbeque some youkai', Kiro thought. He transformed into his full battle size, carefully making sure that his tail didn't' catch on fire. Anybody who saw him as he tried to find a spot where he could hit the still advancing demons, but not Kara, would have thought for sure that he was smiling. In fact, simply stated, he was. He looked up. Kara had erected a barrier around herself and Kita to protect them from the dragons fire. 'I should have known she would do that. Oh well. Now I really don't have to worry about hitting her. This should distract the bastards from my mistress long enough for her to defeat them'. Kiro threw back his head and shot a bright purple sphere of fire up at the demons. Not only did the blast knock the dragon-youkai back, it was strong enough to kill two or three of them. Seeing her chance, Kara dropped the barrier and let Kita shoot forward so that she could go after the remaining youkai. With a few powerful strokes of the Tetseinga, all had been annihilated.
Gently landing on the ground, Kita kneeled down to let her mistress dismount. "Thank you," Kara told her companions as they transformed back into their normal sizes.
She looked around her at the wreckage that had once been a busy fishing town. She didn't see any visible survivors, but after careful searching she was certain there wasn't any. There weren't any intact bodies either. All had been ripped to shreds by the dragons. 'So much for being able to give them a proper burial,' she thought sadly.
Turning away from the burning wreckage, Kara slowly headed back towards the forest path with Kiro and Kita following obediently at her heels.
Kara never expected the sight that she witnessed when she arrived. The small fishing village was set ablaze, the villagers all either dead or close to death. She sensed youkai and looked up from the blazing huts to see a dozen or so dragon-demons flying above the rubble, occasionally swooping down to pick up a surviving villager.
Forgetting her injuries from the day before, Kara drew her sword, the Tetseinga. The pure silver blade shone with the reflection of the flames. Gripping the red and gold hilt tightly, she climbed up on Kitas' back. The little black and brown cat had transformed into her full battle size, so that she now stood as tall as Kara's shoulder at the withers. Ice blue fire blossomed around her paws as her claws grew to the size of daggers. Her three fluffy tails swished angrily and her sapphire eyes flashed.
Rising up to meet the dragon-youkai, Kara sent a wave of purifying energy towards her targets. Six of the dragons immediately turned to ashes as the wave ate away at their demonic auras. The remaining demons were thoroughly pissed off now. They surrounded Kara and Kita and prepared to blast them with their lethal flames.
From the ground, Kiro watched, feeling a little left out. 'I might not be able to fly like that damned cat, but I have my own powers. I'm not going to let those demon bastards hurt my mistress. Time to barbeque some youkai', Kiro thought. He transformed into his full battle size, carefully making sure that his tail didn't' catch on fire. Anybody who saw him as he tried to find a spot where he could hit the still advancing demons, but not Kara, would have thought for sure that he was smiling. In fact, simply stated, he was. He looked up. Kara had erected a barrier around herself and Kita to protect them from the dragons fire. 'I should have known she would do that. Oh well. Now I really don't have to worry about hitting her. This should distract the bastards from my mistress long enough for her to defeat them'. Kiro threw back his head and shot a bright purple sphere of fire up at the demons. Not only did the blast knock the dragon-youkai back, it was strong enough to kill two or three of them. Seeing her chance, Kara dropped the barrier and let Kita shoot forward so that she could go after the remaining youkai. With a few powerful strokes of the Tetseinga, all had been annihilated.
Gently landing on the ground, Kita kneeled down to let her mistress dismount. "Thank you," Kara told her companions as they transformed back into their normal sizes.
She looked around her at the wreckage that had once been a busy fishing town. She didn't see any visible survivors, but after careful searching she was certain there wasn't any. There weren't any intact bodies either. All had been ripped to shreds by the dragons. 'So much for being able to give them a proper burial,' she thought sadly.
Turning away from the burning wreckage, Kara slowly headed back towards the forest path with Kiro and Kita following obediently at her heels.