Haiiii! The hiatus is real around the start of the year, but around middle portion, I'll be writing at unbelievable speeds.
Compared to this, at least. I think, probably. I'll be writing 1-3 chapters per month for the start of the year, which is the busiest period for a Chinese like me and school and all that. I've also been writing an LN, so ehh.
Let's get started, anyway!
"You really shouldn't be doing that," A barrier with a faint lime hue had been formed around Haruyumi, the barrier containing the Excalibur, mostly. It was large enough to reach just in front of Styles, the person closest to Haruyumi. Once the dust and smoke had rested, a bright lime pair of wings, formed from symbols could be seen, a figure blocking the source of the light. A humanoid.
"How…?" Haruyumi growled, golden fluid floating out from his wounds, flooding the barrier, spiking out of it. The barrier was easily broken by the ichor, but another was easily created in place of that.
"Gods of Control, seize the nerves of this uncontrollable beast, and sever its ties to this world."
A lime hue was brought upon Haruyumi too, and he instantly froze into place. His will was easily stolen away, the member of the Dark Guild being frozen in place.
"Yare yare…" Another humanoid, with a scarf flowing in the wind behind him, would walk to the Destiny Crown members, "Aeris here." He seemed to have a long, white scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. It wasn't too cold, so there wouldn't really be a reason for it, albeit having his sensitivity to cold increased by using his magic. A small amount of magic could be felt from it. A Magic Controller? Could be, considering the GMG incident.
"Naftis," The other would drag the frozen body while gliding down, his large symbol-wings attached to his hips disappearing as he reached the ground. He would then throw the body to Styles. Releasing his control over Haruyumi, he relaxed, and the latter went limp onto Styles' grasp, falling unconscious, his mind having been flooded with endless amounts of rubbish.
"We really didn't have to come, they could have handled it," Aeris would turn around, facing away from the Destiny Crown members and watching the sun rise. It was 6 AM now. Haruyumi's power would start to decrease, worse case scenario, the magic-user would die from exhaustion and-or deficiency of mana. Hopefully that wouldn't happen.
A deep sigh came from Naftis to turned and began to walk away, "Sure, let's head back, then."
"How bothersome."
"Shut up."
The little squabble from the two Rising Wing members would end there, and they would continue walking off.
"Apparently that happened," Hotaria had extended her wings, hovering slightly above the ground. This was a reflex, having spent her days while in Heaven floating around. Unlike the beliefs of others, clouds were not solid matter one could stand on.
"Apparently it did," Styles would reply.
"Well then." Hotaria would say to that, and quickly snatched the body from Styles, "This is heavy."
"Then let me," Styles would refuse to groan due to… Um, I mean what? Obvious clues wouldn't be given if he groaned, so he did. He then snatched back the body, carrying it over his shoulder. Hotaria landed down on the soft grass, sighing. Let Styles have it his way, she supposed.
"Well, I've lost a lot of power today. All of us have, to be honest," Grant would say as he started walking towards a random direction.
"The train station is that way," Wren would utter, pointing in the opposite direction which Grant was headed.
"Yes, yeah," Grant would do a one-eighty, and walk in that direction.
"I don't even know why we came, this would have resolved itself without any problem, considering the fact that Marine Storm also came," Styles sighed, and also headed in the direction which Wren pointed at. And everyone else followed.
Without much problem, they had gotten back to their guild, Destiny Crown.
Ultia briefly greeted them, and quickly dragged the still-unconscious Haruyumi into a cell in the basement of the guild. And a few days later, he had finally awoken.
"Oi, let me out, dammit," Haruyumi would complain, knocking on the cell bars, his hands chained up. Magic Halters, stopping his use of magic.
"You're evil, no," Styles would be watching the Ichor user today. They took turns watching him for five days, five whole days.
"I'll join your guild?" Haruyumi would ask.
"No."
"Anything?"
"No."
"Please?"
"Shut the hell up, you blood-using idiot."
"Says you. At least my blood is superior to your's."
"Actually shut the hell up."
"Fine."
This conversation would go on between the two, ending there.
And after a few more days, Haruyumi was released, and he was made to remain in Destiny Crown. Not as a prisoner, though.
As a Guild Member.
Helping out, and other stuff. Yep, other stuff.
Yes yes, it's short, but I like writing short. Maybe I'll write more this month, maybe I won't. MAYBEEE
Sorry for my loooooooooong hiatuses. Really really sorry, but I will be more active near end of year. Still getting adjusted to school, after all.
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