I was Transported to Another World and Became a Yuri Heroine!
Two
Everyone watched bemused as the harpy and Devas fought in mid-air.
"This is like watching two women mud wrestling, without the mud," Gabrielle admitted as te two mostly nude women fought above them. Under her breath she muttered, "I just wish we had some popcorn too."
"Huh?" Scribe blinked.
"Nothing," Gabrielle waved it off.
Devas had lost most of her leather armor in the battle, and the harpy was basically nude too. So they were both 'hanging out' as it were. Luckily they were up in the mountains, reasonably far from any people who might want to watch.
"Could you shoot...?" Scribe looked at Sinon.
The elven archer shook her head. "They're too close and they're zig zagging all over the place," she said, "I'm a good shot, but I'd be as likely to hit Devas..."
"Well, she's very tough so...," Scribe suggested.
"Hey! No shooting my girlfriend!" Gabrielle scolded.
With an angry roar Devas managed to rip one of the harpy's wing's off, sending them both crashing to the earth. The harpy hissed and fought, clawing at Devas, but ultimately the other woman managed to pin her down.
"Now, hero!" Devas yelled.
"Banishment blade!" Gabrielle yelled as she swung.
The harpy howled, then in a burst of light disappeared.
"DEVAS!" Gabrielle cried in alarm as she raced to the woman's side.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Devas reassured her, but she still seemed pleased when the other woman fussed over her.
Indeed, even as they talked the somewhat gory cuts and scrapes on her arms, chest and waist began to close up. She was still blood splattered, but the wounds themselves were all gone. Sadly, so where most of her clothes.
"Oooh, hero...," Devas purred, wiggling against her.
"Hey! Not in public," Gabrielle started.
"Oh poo," Devas pouted.
Blushing slightly at the public lewdness, the scribe unclasped her cloak and offered it to Devas. "This should help," she said.
Devas rose and kind of wound the cloak around her, making an improvised dress. "Thank you," she said with a smile.
"You're welcome," Scribe looked sheepish a bit in her simple tunic and long pants, backpack full of scrolls.
Sinon smiled as she let her gaze wander over the cute, boyish scribe, then got back to business. "Do you have spare armor?" she asked Devas.
Devas gestured to her cloak covered body, "Obviously, no."
Sinon rolled her eyes, "I mean, can you magic up some gear or...?"
"It would be awesome if you could twirl around and transform like a magical girl," Gabrielle noted thoughtfully.
"What." Scribe blinked at that odd mental image.
"Sadly my magic is not that convenient," Devas said wryly. She looked thoughtful, "One of the Keeps of the Demon Armies is nearby. We could raid it for supplies."
"Demon army? How badly outnumbered would we be...?" Sinon asked dubiously.
"No, no, it was abandoned when I resigned," Devas reassured them, "it's empty. Everything will be fine."
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Everything was NOT fine.
"WHY IS THE KEEP FILLED WITH SLIMES?!" Devas yelled indignantly.
The good news, such as it was, was that the slimes were pretty weak, individually. Scribe could kill one with a blow from her staff. The problem was, there were so many of them!
"Huph!" Sinon grunted as she used a stick to clobber slimes. She was NOT wasting good arrows on these... things!
The hero's sword could destroy swathes of them at a time, but again, there seemed to be a ocean of the things. "This isn't normal?" Gabrielle asked Devas.
"No!" Devas growled as she claw slashed a group of slimes, making them explode. "I've never seen this many slimes."
"Okay!" Scribe said as she struck a slime, "Let's try to get to the armory where the stuff you want is, then just get out."
"Makes sense," Gabrielle agreed, "Devas, lead the way!"
Devas nodded as the four fought through waves of the blobby things. "At least they're not the exotic types... acid would suck," she noted.
"Don't SAY that. If one of them melts my clothes, I'm shooting you," Sinon noted.
Devas just laughed.
They fought their way down a hallway, then climbed up the stairs. The slimes seemed to mostly be congregated on the lower level, and they hurried up yet another floor, then to the back of the keep where their target was.
Scribe whacked a stray slime as they reached the armory. "So if your troops took off, what's to stop them from emptying this?" she asked.
Devas blinked. "NOW you have to suggest that?" Gabrielle sighed.
"Didn't think of it," Scribe admitted sheepishly.
"Well, even if the soldiers took the regular gear," Devas noted, "there is an inner vault that only high ranking demons can open."
The armory had, somewhat, been cleared out. Despite the empty racks Sinon found several bunches of high quality arrows, Gabrielle found better armor and Scribe got a replacement cloak with mild protective enchantments.
Devas replaced her leather undersuit with a new set, then opened up the inner door. "Everything's untouched," she noted.
Scribe peered inside. There was a bit of armor and a sword, but everything in the room felt enchanted. It was a odd sensation, but a adventurer (or bard) could identify it instantly.
"What are you going to...?" Gabrielle asked.
"Just new armor," Devas added armor breastplates over her leathers, along with arm guards and a metal belt, "and a better sword. Just in case." With the added bits she looked like some sort of deadly amazon... but also sexy as hell.
"Wow...," Gabrielle murmured.
"GET A ROOM, you two," Scribe sighed as they gazed into each other's eyes.
Sinon was arranging her added quivers as she asked, "Okay, now we get back out again?"
"Hopefully with less slimes this time," Gabrielle agreed.
As they ventured back out into the halls again Scribe asked, "Couldn't we just... go over the Keep walls at some point and avoid the slimes?"
"There are sheer cliffs on three sides," Devas shrugged.
"Who designed it like that?" Scribe had to ask.
"It's secure!" Devas said, basically admitting she had designed it.
Gabrielle just smiled faintly, "Let's backtrack, then."
As the four women hurried down the halls, they noted that the slimes, now, seemed to be running away from the entrance. Why, though?
Then Gabrielle just stopped, suddenly.
"What?" Devas asked.
"Do you feel it? It's like... a murderous aura. Coming from the entrance," Gabrielle said, clutching her sword.
Sinon drew her bow as she looked around worriedly. "I feel it too," she agreed.
"Well, there's only one way we can go so...," Scribe pointed out reasonably.
"We can handle whatever it is," Devas said confidently.
The group advanced as the deadly aura intensified. At the same time the slimes were rushing away from it, heading deeper into the Keep to apparently escape whatever it was. The group found themselves reaching the main hall, the murderous power nearly pushing them back...
"Hello!" the cheerful blonde waved, dressed in rustic clothes and wearing a witch's hat.
"What," all four blinked.
"I'm the Witch of the Highlands," the woman explained cheerfully, "you see, I was hunting slimes near my home, but they all ran away! So I followed them here."
'SHE is the one that drove all the Slimes to run here?!' Scribe thought. But... something about this pretty, somewhat ditzy woman was also very scary. It was like she was the ultimate natural enemy of slimes, or something.
"Ah." Devas replied, "Well, we'll just leave you to it. Good hunting."
"Thank you!" the Witch beamed, then turned to the fleeing slimes. That intensity just snapped on again, and they all felt a chill.
To be continued...
Notes: That's Azusa, the Witch of the Highlands from the novel series 'I've been killing Slimes for 300 years and maxed out my level.' A anime has been announced, too. Because the immortal witch has been hunting slimes so long, they sorta view her as a apex predator of slimes...