The battle has begun. Another battle in the ongoing war between
Sforzendo and Hameln. Sounds of the fight can be heard. Blood-thirsty
roars and screams of death were sounded every second.
Inside the fortress of Hameln, a jester mazoku lands down on the floor in the middle of the throne room. He gave a quick bow towards the direction of the throne. His excitement was visible by how he flew in through the window and his uncontrolled laughter.
"My lord Hamel"
The one called Hamel listened from the shadows that was hiding his form. Silence from the powerful ruler urged the evil necromancer to go on.
"Those stupid humans decided to invade us." he chuckled wickedly. "and they're losing pitifully."
"..."
The clown clutched his hand from excitement. "They've already lost one-third of their soldiers, or more. The battlefield is so messy that their queen is probably dead already." The mazoku ended with a maniacal laugh.
"..."
Hearing no response from his master, Orgel knew that there were no new orders. "That is all that I have to report, my lord. If there's nothing else you want me to do, I'll be returning to the battlefield." The masked corspe quickly bows again and jumps back out the window.
The head of the mazoku kind sat by himself in the silent throne room. He was wordlessly listening and responding only when he has to, as he did for the last three years. Unlike the rest of his kind, he was unenthusiastic about blood and war. But the whole of hameln deemed him king solely because he was the son of the demon king Kestra.
Hamel shut his eyes and quietly lied in the shadows for a while, until he heard the slight scream of a guard beyond the heavy throne room door. When he opened his eyes again, a white-clad human has already slipped into the throne. A few more soldiers soon joined the blond man.
"Pondering on killing humans, you demon?" Clari holds up his staff. "Well you won't get to anymore, once we finish you off. Then the mazoku will stop attacking humans after we kill the king."
The usually silent demon king is shocked from the apparent invasion by the Sforzendo soldiers. But he didn't need to raise his voice in the normally quiet throne room and only spoke in a regular voice. "Where did you all come from?"
"Don't you get it? The army was just a distration, luring the mazoku out of the fortress and allowing us to get in."
The explaination was adequate, but it was not Clari who explained it, nor was it the soldiers who followed. But it was from a woman's voice from behind the high priest. The mazoku king widened his eyes as he realized who the familiar voice belonged to.
"F..Flu.." visibly shocked, Hamel desparately tried to stand. He grabbed the sides of his chair and wanting to push himself up but failed and could only fall back in his seat to try again. All the time he was difficultly trying to voice what sounded like "Flute".
"Flu?" Lute quickly realized what Hamel was trying to say. He quickly turned to Toron, who was standing with him and Flute behind Clari and the soldiers. "Does that mean he knows Flute?!"
But Lute's question didn't get answered as a frustrated scream sounded in the room. The mazoku king had not move from as close as his chair for the past three years. The sudden shock has awoken the demon blood that had been increasing within him. He held his head, anxiously trying to control himself, but in the end, he was unable to prevent his transformation.
Sharp horns cut through the attire of the demon king and the scream warped from a human's voice to a mazoku's. Quickly, High Priest Clari and the soldiers held their stance, preparing to fight it.
"Alright everyone, get ready." Clari carefully moved towards the enemy as they saw the horrific transformation--the transformation from a visibly normal human being to an intentionally harmful mazoku.
"Take cover Prince Lute and please take Queen Flute with you." Toron told Lute before he unsheathed his sword and joined Clari in the front.
Lute spotted a large stone statue at the side of the throne room and quickly took Flute with him behind it. Flute seemed calm and unaffected by what was taking place. She stood silently and watched as Hamel's transformation went on. At first, Lute thought it was just a simple "kill the enemy and save the country" operation, but after Hamel's calling her name and by Flute's silence, the prince noticed that the situation is not that simple.
"Araghhhh!" the mazoku screamed as the last of the transformation took place. The magnificent wings grew and spread to as high as the ceiling. The beserk beast smirked and all that was human was lost.
His first move was a quick flash of a hand, instantly sending a soldier to the wall. Clari and the others quickly reacted to it starts the fight.
"You attack from the left and I'll attack from the right." Clari hastily directed Toron before charging up to the king.
The situation was a mess. White soldiers charged up to a huge, long- armed demon from everywhere; with Clari and Toron fending and dodging at its sides. The occassional soldier got hit by the swatting arms and is sent to the walls of the room. But the injured soldiers just stood back up and charged at the demon again. If a soldier landed nearby, Queen Flute would go up and heal him. Lute would stand in front of Flute, ready to protect her from any danger.
Clari and Toron were doing pretty well. Little by little, they were able to hurt the mazoku king while only recieving some small injuries. Their dodge and attack plan, with the soldiers as distraction, was working well and the beast was starting to tire out. But not fast enough for the soldiers are wasting faster and injured, while the monster could still put up a fight.
Soon the battlefield ran out of soldiers, with the majority of them beaten on the floor to the point where they couldn't get up. Clari and Toron started having some difficulty fighting it, now that it's concentrating on them. Noticing this, Flute ran out to the soldiers in the room.
"Flute!" Lute followed after her. "What are you doing? It's dangerous out here."
"I must heal them or Clari and Toron will lose without the distraction." Flute kneeled by the unconsious soldier and proceeded to heal him.
A faint glow of green light from the middle of the black room caught the mazoku's eyes. With two arms, he swatted both Toron and Clari to the side and walked up to where Flute and Lute were kneeling.
"Queen Flute! Prince Lute!" Clari called. But when the siblings looked up, the demon was already standing menacingly in front of them. The blue-haired boy ran out in front of them to protect his sister.
"Get away!"
"Agghhh!" the beast screamed before he slapped Lute with the back of his hand into the far wall.
"Prince Lute!"
The prince of Sforzendo pushed himself off the floor with his left hand. His right shoulder had connected with the wall and had accepted most of the impact from the demon's attack. The force of the impact made him dizzy but holding his injured shoulder, he slowly stood up. He reassured his friend, "I'm alright." But his eyes weren't looking at them; he was looking at his endangered sister.
"Flute!"
The girl stared at the monster before her as the monster stared back. After his assult on Lute, the mazoku made no further attack but remained motionless with his eyes set on Flute. Flute continued staring, not with fear, but with a pleading and a bit of hope in her eyes. The two continued searching the other's eyes and the whole room's occupants dared not to disturb them.
Toron and Clari were ready to help the queen, but they were too far away to make a quick attack. Any sudden movement may trigger the beast out of his trance, resulting in the death of their queen. All they could do now was inch slowly until they could reach it, hoping it would stay still long enough.
Lute's face became pale with horror as he saw his sister only inches away from a gaint beast that's about to take her life away. He wanted to help her sister, but like Toron and Clari, he was too far away. There must be a way! There must be a way! Lute thought with panic as strange words forced their way through his mind, urging him to chant them. It was hopeless and the boy didn't want to lose his sister. So he gave up and let his mind take over and began chanting the weird words that had been coming from his brain out of nowhere.
Flute stared into the demon's eyes once more before she gained the courage to say his name.
"Hamel."
Upon hearing her say his name, the demon's eyes widened and the mazoku king threw his hands up to sides of his head. The demon squirmed, throwing his head up and down, as if in pain--in pain of past memories that's building up again in his head making him go beserk just so he could escape them.
Out of his misery, the mazoku brought a large hand up, about to hit the unguarded queen. Toron and Clari instantly gave up inching and rushed up as fast as they could. And at the same time, a yellow light glowed from the right side of the room.
Prince Lute brought up his left hand and pointed to the demon
"BLOODY DEATH EATER!"
The sickening sound of crushed bones filled the room accompanied with the agonized screams of the king. And Flute stood with wide eyes as the demon's blood splattered everywhere before her.
Whew, thought I would have to wait another few years again before I would continue this. Don't worry everybody, it'll end soon—very soon.
Inside the fortress of Hameln, a jester mazoku lands down on the floor in the middle of the throne room. He gave a quick bow towards the direction of the throne. His excitement was visible by how he flew in through the window and his uncontrolled laughter.
"My lord Hamel"
The one called Hamel listened from the shadows that was hiding his form. Silence from the powerful ruler urged the evil necromancer to go on.
"Those stupid humans decided to invade us." he chuckled wickedly. "and they're losing pitifully."
"..."
The clown clutched his hand from excitement. "They've already lost one-third of their soldiers, or more. The battlefield is so messy that their queen is probably dead already." The mazoku ended with a maniacal laugh.
"..."
Hearing no response from his master, Orgel knew that there were no new orders. "That is all that I have to report, my lord. If there's nothing else you want me to do, I'll be returning to the battlefield." The masked corspe quickly bows again and jumps back out the window.
The head of the mazoku kind sat by himself in the silent throne room. He was wordlessly listening and responding only when he has to, as he did for the last three years. Unlike the rest of his kind, he was unenthusiastic about blood and war. But the whole of hameln deemed him king solely because he was the son of the demon king Kestra.
Hamel shut his eyes and quietly lied in the shadows for a while, until he heard the slight scream of a guard beyond the heavy throne room door. When he opened his eyes again, a white-clad human has already slipped into the throne. A few more soldiers soon joined the blond man.
"Pondering on killing humans, you demon?" Clari holds up his staff. "Well you won't get to anymore, once we finish you off. Then the mazoku will stop attacking humans after we kill the king."
The usually silent demon king is shocked from the apparent invasion by the Sforzendo soldiers. But he didn't need to raise his voice in the normally quiet throne room and only spoke in a regular voice. "Where did you all come from?"
"Don't you get it? The army was just a distration, luring the mazoku out of the fortress and allowing us to get in."
The explaination was adequate, but it was not Clari who explained it, nor was it the soldiers who followed. But it was from a woman's voice from behind the high priest. The mazoku king widened his eyes as he realized who the familiar voice belonged to.
"F..Flu.." visibly shocked, Hamel desparately tried to stand. He grabbed the sides of his chair and wanting to push himself up but failed and could only fall back in his seat to try again. All the time he was difficultly trying to voice what sounded like "Flute".
"Flu?" Lute quickly realized what Hamel was trying to say. He quickly turned to Toron, who was standing with him and Flute behind Clari and the soldiers. "Does that mean he knows Flute?!"
But Lute's question didn't get answered as a frustrated scream sounded in the room. The mazoku king had not move from as close as his chair for the past three years. The sudden shock has awoken the demon blood that had been increasing within him. He held his head, anxiously trying to control himself, but in the end, he was unable to prevent his transformation.
Sharp horns cut through the attire of the demon king and the scream warped from a human's voice to a mazoku's. Quickly, High Priest Clari and the soldiers held their stance, preparing to fight it.
"Alright everyone, get ready." Clari carefully moved towards the enemy as they saw the horrific transformation--the transformation from a visibly normal human being to an intentionally harmful mazoku.
"Take cover Prince Lute and please take Queen Flute with you." Toron told Lute before he unsheathed his sword and joined Clari in the front.
Lute spotted a large stone statue at the side of the throne room and quickly took Flute with him behind it. Flute seemed calm and unaffected by what was taking place. She stood silently and watched as Hamel's transformation went on. At first, Lute thought it was just a simple "kill the enemy and save the country" operation, but after Hamel's calling her name and by Flute's silence, the prince noticed that the situation is not that simple.
"Araghhhh!" the mazoku screamed as the last of the transformation took place. The magnificent wings grew and spread to as high as the ceiling. The beserk beast smirked and all that was human was lost.
His first move was a quick flash of a hand, instantly sending a soldier to the wall. Clari and the others quickly reacted to it starts the fight.
"You attack from the left and I'll attack from the right." Clari hastily directed Toron before charging up to the king.
The situation was a mess. White soldiers charged up to a huge, long- armed demon from everywhere; with Clari and Toron fending and dodging at its sides. The occassional soldier got hit by the swatting arms and is sent to the walls of the room. But the injured soldiers just stood back up and charged at the demon again. If a soldier landed nearby, Queen Flute would go up and heal him. Lute would stand in front of Flute, ready to protect her from any danger.
Clari and Toron were doing pretty well. Little by little, they were able to hurt the mazoku king while only recieving some small injuries. Their dodge and attack plan, with the soldiers as distraction, was working well and the beast was starting to tire out. But not fast enough for the soldiers are wasting faster and injured, while the monster could still put up a fight.
Soon the battlefield ran out of soldiers, with the majority of them beaten on the floor to the point where they couldn't get up. Clari and Toron started having some difficulty fighting it, now that it's concentrating on them. Noticing this, Flute ran out to the soldiers in the room.
"Flute!" Lute followed after her. "What are you doing? It's dangerous out here."
"I must heal them or Clari and Toron will lose without the distraction." Flute kneeled by the unconsious soldier and proceeded to heal him.
A faint glow of green light from the middle of the black room caught the mazoku's eyes. With two arms, he swatted both Toron and Clari to the side and walked up to where Flute and Lute were kneeling.
"Queen Flute! Prince Lute!" Clari called. But when the siblings looked up, the demon was already standing menacingly in front of them. The blue-haired boy ran out in front of them to protect his sister.
"Get away!"
"Agghhh!" the beast screamed before he slapped Lute with the back of his hand into the far wall.
"Prince Lute!"
The prince of Sforzendo pushed himself off the floor with his left hand. His right shoulder had connected with the wall and had accepted most of the impact from the demon's attack. The force of the impact made him dizzy but holding his injured shoulder, he slowly stood up. He reassured his friend, "I'm alright." But his eyes weren't looking at them; he was looking at his endangered sister.
"Flute!"
The girl stared at the monster before her as the monster stared back. After his assult on Lute, the mazoku made no further attack but remained motionless with his eyes set on Flute. Flute continued staring, not with fear, but with a pleading and a bit of hope in her eyes. The two continued searching the other's eyes and the whole room's occupants dared not to disturb them.
Toron and Clari were ready to help the queen, but they were too far away to make a quick attack. Any sudden movement may trigger the beast out of his trance, resulting in the death of their queen. All they could do now was inch slowly until they could reach it, hoping it would stay still long enough.
Lute's face became pale with horror as he saw his sister only inches away from a gaint beast that's about to take her life away. He wanted to help her sister, but like Toron and Clari, he was too far away. There must be a way! There must be a way! Lute thought with panic as strange words forced their way through his mind, urging him to chant them. It was hopeless and the boy didn't want to lose his sister. So he gave up and let his mind take over and began chanting the weird words that had been coming from his brain out of nowhere.
Flute stared into the demon's eyes once more before she gained the courage to say his name.
"Hamel."
Upon hearing her say his name, the demon's eyes widened and the mazoku king threw his hands up to sides of his head. The demon squirmed, throwing his head up and down, as if in pain--in pain of past memories that's building up again in his head making him go beserk just so he could escape them.
Out of his misery, the mazoku brought a large hand up, about to hit the unguarded queen. Toron and Clari instantly gave up inching and rushed up as fast as they could. And at the same time, a yellow light glowed from the right side of the room.
Prince Lute brought up his left hand and pointed to the demon
"BLOODY DEATH EATER!"
The sickening sound of crushed bones filled the room accompanied with the agonized screams of the king. And Flute stood with wide eyes as the demon's blood splattered everywhere before her.
Whew, thought I would have to wait another few years again before I would continue this. Don't worry everybody, it'll end soon—very soon.