When Reev, Mythiel, and Ceilu arrived in Glast Heim Prison, they all looked
around at their surroundings. The area was very dark, and there were
various types of vines growing on several walls. The place looked to be
very old, with old and rusty prison cells that had been partially destroyed
littering the area. Mythiel sniffed a vine hanging from the ceiling and
grimaced; it smelled terrible. Reev was about to take a step forward, but
Ceilu stopped him.
"Look!" Ceilu whispered, pointing forward at a strange figure. The figure appeared to be an elf, and it also appeared to be feminine. She had long blue hair, and her leather clothes were brown on one side and red on the other. The same went for her boots. She was holding a nasty-looking whip, and she wore spiked bracelets. She had two red horns, one slightly bigger than the other. It was none other than a Zealotus. Reev's eyes widened in fear at the sight of the whip; he had always been afraid of the sounds whips made when people cracked them on something. Mythiel came up from behind the two and looked at the Zealotus. Reev looked at Ceilu.
"Well...what do you suggest we do?" asked Reev. The trio was silent for a moment, and then Ceilu shoved Reev forward.
"You'll have to take one for the team, Reev!" Ceilu called out, taking cover behind a pillar. Reev stumbled forward and fell over flat on his face. As Reev was moaning in pain and rubbing his forehead, the Zealotus slowly stepped towards him. Bending down to take a closer look at him, the Zealotus scratched her chin.
"Interesting...I haven't seen a human in a long while." The Zealotus muttered, her voice sounding like that of a middle-aged woman. "All right, accept me as your queen or I'll whip you to death and feed you to the scum that infests this area! Got it?" Reev jumped up and snarled, putting his dukes up. Mythiel was in a dilemma; she couldn't decide whether or not to go over and help Reev. After all, she didn't owe him anything anymore, so she didn't even have to be there.
"You ain't my queen!" shouted Reev. "I'm free, thank you very much!" The Zealotus laughed, unraveling her whip.
"You won't be in just a few minutes." laughed the Zealotus. "You should know that I'm better than any Zealotus that you'll ever see, because I'm the smartest, fastest, strongest, and overall the best!" When the Zealotus was too busy with her speech, she didn't realize that Reev was rearing back really far. However, she noticed just in time to lash her whip up, wrap it around the arm Reev was using to try and punch her, and then gave a violent pull which knocked Reev off-balance.
"Ha ha! That doesn't hurt!" shouted Reev. He tried to get up, but the Zealotus pulled him back down to the ground, making him land flat on his face. "Owww..."
"Do you give up yet?" The Zealotus asked mockingly, unwrapping her whip from Reev's wrist. "You should, unless you want a bunch of scars at the minimum."
"I've just about had it with you!" Reev shouted, glaring. "I'm going to smack you so hard you'll--OUCH!" Reev was cut off in mid-sentence by the Zealotus, who had lashed her whip forward and violently struck Reev in the shoulder. Reev screamed and fell over, clutching his shoulder in pain.
"Aw, you're already on the floor, writhing in pain. That's just a simple taste of my true capabilities." said the Zealotus, cracking her whip against a pillar. Reev struggled to stand up, getting into another fighting stance.
"Get ready for round two!" Reev shouted, dashing forward. However, instead of merely lunging forward and trying to punch the Zealotus, he leapt to the side and kicked off a pillar. The Zealotus had tried to whip him from his original position, but now she was caught off-guard as Reev lunged in from behind for a powerful dropkick...
Meanwhile, Mythiel looked at Ceilu with a confused look on her face.
"Does he ever come up with his own lines?" Mythiel asked. "Well, even if he does, does he ever come up with good ones?"
"Look!" Ceilu whispered, pointing forward at a strange figure. The figure appeared to be an elf, and it also appeared to be feminine. She had long blue hair, and her leather clothes were brown on one side and red on the other. The same went for her boots. She was holding a nasty-looking whip, and she wore spiked bracelets. She had two red horns, one slightly bigger than the other. It was none other than a Zealotus. Reev's eyes widened in fear at the sight of the whip; he had always been afraid of the sounds whips made when people cracked them on something. Mythiel came up from behind the two and looked at the Zealotus. Reev looked at Ceilu.
"Well...what do you suggest we do?" asked Reev. The trio was silent for a moment, and then Ceilu shoved Reev forward.
"You'll have to take one for the team, Reev!" Ceilu called out, taking cover behind a pillar. Reev stumbled forward and fell over flat on his face. As Reev was moaning in pain and rubbing his forehead, the Zealotus slowly stepped towards him. Bending down to take a closer look at him, the Zealotus scratched her chin.
"Interesting...I haven't seen a human in a long while." The Zealotus muttered, her voice sounding like that of a middle-aged woman. "All right, accept me as your queen or I'll whip you to death and feed you to the scum that infests this area! Got it?" Reev jumped up and snarled, putting his dukes up. Mythiel was in a dilemma; she couldn't decide whether or not to go over and help Reev. After all, she didn't owe him anything anymore, so she didn't even have to be there.
"You ain't my queen!" shouted Reev. "I'm free, thank you very much!" The Zealotus laughed, unraveling her whip.
"You won't be in just a few minutes." laughed the Zealotus. "You should know that I'm better than any Zealotus that you'll ever see, because I'm the smartest, fastest, strongest, and overall the best!" When the Zealotus was too busy with her speech, she didn't realize that Reev was rearing back really far. However, she noticed just in time to lash her whip up, wrap it around the arm Reev was using to try and punch her, and then gave a violent pull which knocked Reev off-balance.
"Ha ha! That doesn't hurt!" shouted Reev. He tried to get up, but the Zealotus pulled him back down to the ground, making him land flat on his face. "Owww..."
"Do you give up yet?" The Zealotus asked mockingly, unwrapping her whip from Reev's wrist. "You should, unless you want a bunch of scars at the minimum."
"I've just about had it with you!" Reev shouted, glaring. "I'm going to smack you so hard you'll--OUCH!" Reev was cut off in mid-sentence by the Zealotus, who had lashed her whip forward and violently struck Reev in the shoulder. Reev screamed and fell over, clutching his shoulder in pain.
"Aw, you're already on the floor, writhing in pain. That's just a simple taste of my true capabilities." said the Zealotus, cracking her whip against a pillar. Reev struggled to stand up, getting into another fighting stance.
"Get ready for round two!" Reev shouted, dashing forward. However, instead of merely lunging forward and trying to punch the Zealotus, he leapt to the side and kicked off a pillar. The Zealotus had tried to whip him from his original position, but now she was caught off-guard as Reev lunged in from behind for a powerful dropkick...
Meanwhile, Mythiel looked at Ceilu with a confused look on her face.
"Does he ever come up with his own lines?" Mythiel asked. "Well, even if he does, does he ever come up with good ones?"