Party Started
Part 1
It was evening in the plains north of Relaks. The sun had long passed its zenith in the sky and now started its descent toward the horizon.
A wind gust washes over the green plains and a luster that reflects the sunshine moves like a wave over the grass blades.
A long cobblestone road cuts through the man-manned flora of the land and stretched into a large mansion.
Outside said mansion busied themselves the servants of the house. Trimming the garden and receiving the carriages and provisions about to be served that very night.
Guards inspected each cart as they approached the property meanwhile others did their rounds around the grape orchards and garden enclosing the manor.
Far out a whole two kilometers into the wilderness where a grove grew unmanned by the gardeners of the residence, found herself a girl of turquoise colored hair who wears a white bunny hoodie.
"Ah, one of the cooks just came out to receive a whole deer from one of the carriages… I'm salivating just thinking about the meals they'll be having in there tonight... Ah!! Those bastards are going to serve rabbits too! Why I outta…" The Precursor of the Storm, Esther says in indignation as she obverses from a distance.
Leaning back against a tree nearby rested her colleague, the Precursor of Shadows. A man of silver hair and tanned skin wearing a wine-red long coat.
"Storm, are you positive the Crimson Death can handle this on her own?"
"Reberta? Yeah, yeah I'm sure she'll do fine. That girl earned her name by fighting wars before. She's like a mercenary of sorts, way more prepared for a recognizance task than regular heroes like us. I bet she even has experience in these sorts of things."
"Hey! But what about me!?" Pouts the redhead girl sitting beside Karten and hugging his arm.
"You good with stealth, Rylak?" The bunny Precursor voices with curiosity.
"Nope."
"Then I rest my case."
No sign of the residue was found around the mansion when they arrived, yet plains and hills stretch miles into the horizon with no other possible hiding spot, and all leads brought them there in the first place.
The idea of asking for an audience was discussed amongst the party, but the consensus reached was that they'll likely get turned away at the door. Either by their guesses being spot on or by tonight's festivities taking precedence.
Though it wouldn't be an issue if they simply decided to storm inside the place and investigate, the party hadn't the evidence to cause such disturbances.
It simply wouldn't do for them to kick down the door of a man that could be innocent for all they know. Such scandalous behavior wasn't fit for heroes, but that didn't mean they were about to abandon the only lead they had left.
Not long after their exchange, a girl clad in crimson armor and a purple skirt, arrives carrying a red baby dragon on her shoulder.
"Our analysis of the perimeter has been completed and I bring the report." Reberta informs.
Karten helped Kryla to her feet before they gathered together with Esther, Reberta, and Ignitos.
"The building construction resembles a U and has a landing spot for an airship in the middle. It houses two floors and at least half a hundred servants including twelve guards guarding the manor. Nothing out of the ordinary for a Major to own. And no sign of Tel-Fulsanis anywhere."
"Just twelve guards? Are you sure that's all he has patrolling outside…? That's, so average..." Said Esther.
Her expectations were that of a small army of evil minions safeguarding their preciousess and pushing away any intruders that dare mess with their evil schemes.
"The major seems to be preparing for a party that'll likely house hundreds of people. That is not the behavior of someone who's hiding a Tyrant class monster inside the basement. From my perspective, I wouldn't want visitors snooping around and likely drunk to add." Karten points out.
"Aw… have we hit a dead end then?" The lovely redhead questions.
"Not necessarily. Though I foresee them turning us at the door, there's someone we can ask if we head a kilometer towards the Northwest. There's a creek and a small forest where two individuals appear to be training. One of them carries the crest of the house in his wardrobe." Reberta reports.
This caused Esther to wonder.
"A kilometer away, and you said you checked the entire perimeter before? Just how much did you search in so little time!?"
"Oh, that wasn't me. It was this young one right here."
"Gawh."
"A dragon's eyes are like no other, they could see the details of a grain of sand even from the clouds. And with his size it is a simple task for Ignitos to fly high enough to avoid detection while examining everything that's happening at ground level."
"Woah, that's amazing Ignitos!"
"Gawh."
"He just said, 'thank you, noisy girl.'"
"Why… you're welcome, red parrot. Now enough chitchat, moving out everybody."
Part 2
Far of the Northwest of Relaks Manor, a verdant forest is cut in half by a small creek of crystalline waters.
The party arrived without much issue from the monsters of the wilderness and gathered behind a set of trees.
Far out into the distance, a man clad in heavy armor kept guard as a younger man in a lavishly adorned light armor practices swinging his sword at the void.
"It really it's the same crest from the mansion. That must be a son or someone of importance." The white bunny observed.
The young man in question had blond hair and fair skin. A droplet of sweat rolled down his forehead as he continued swinging unrestrained at the winds. He almost looked like he was venting rather than training.
"Curses! That hooded man is poisoning my father mind with lies and deceptions…! Agh! Why won't my father listen to me!?" The boy cursed as he swung his sword.
Back on the party side.
"Uhu hu, seems like something juicy is going on here! That young man really was as son of the major. And we might not even need to question him about his father business if we listen closely. Come on boy let it all out, spill the beans!" Esther hyped as she hides behind a tree.
The rest of the party lent an ear to the conversation as they remained hidden.
"You mustn't speak in such a way of your father business partner, young lord. Some crooks have ears everywhere." A tall man clad in heavy armor, cautioned.
Listening to his warning, the bunny Precursor was quick to duck behind the tree.
"Oh heck, we've been caught, they know we are listening!"
"No, actually Esther, I've been observing them all this time and their body language isn't giving any signs that they know they're being followed."
"Oh, that's good to know. This whole sneaky business never was my forte." The white bunny played with her hoodie ears.
Out by the distance, the young lord sheathed his sword and cleaned the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief.
"You're right Albert, old friend. Venting won't solve anything. I must confront my father for as many times as it takes if I wish to find out what's going on… and the sun is setting off right now, let's head home."
And not too far away from the two men.
"Hey! Don't just call it a day and leave before telling us anything! Agh what do we do now? They're leaving already but we haven't heard anything useful yet!"
"A son it's good enough. Wait here, I'll carry out the interrogation's." Karten said as he cracked his neck and sharpened his claws.
"Ooh, that sounds like so much fun, please wait for me Karten dearest!" The witch happily followed after him.
But their stride was blocked by the bunny Precursor.
"And what exactly do you two think you're doing? Interrogation? I think the word you're looking for is conversation… You're not planning to rough that poor kid are you?"
"I am. It might come as a surprise to you Storm, but we blue bloods don't waste our words with commoners."
"Think of it as a good old oiling and greasing of the machine!"
"Of fucking course not! We are heroes here! We don't go around bullying anyone who even remotely appears related to our investigation! If that was the case we could just bust the door open and throw everything into chaos and disarray before walking away like thugs… Agh! Reberta please help me talk some sense into these two!"
"But I agree with them, Esther. Guilty or not that boy will not lend us the time of the day if we don't intimidate him into doing so." The silver haired dragoon sides with the thugs.
The turquoise haired heroine facepalmed with exasperation.
"You three deserve to be in jail, you know that?"
"Gawh, gaw, gaw."
"Hmm… Ignitos says you're forgetting to count him in this rhetoric, and that he too believes roughing the boy will make things easier."
"Then it's the bird cage for him too. If this is the best you all can come up with, then I'll handle this on my own, thank you very much. Now sit back and watch the pro work." With a swing of her hips, Esther sets off running until she disappeared into the forest.
Her party members gathered together, looking in the direction she left, but soon enough they couldn't find her anymore until a loud monstrous roar reached their ears.
"GROAAAAAHHHH!!!" The roar of a beast washed over the forest.
The party all simultaneously raised an eyebrow in confusion. Far away from their hiding spot the two individuals they had been observing now displayed a sense of alertness.
Seconds later the roar was heard again and a flock of birds flew out from the tree tops, then a Chocobo Eater flew after the birds.
The party stared in bewilderment at what was likely to be the first scientific discovery of a flying Chocobo Eater, but they soon discovered it wasn't flying, so much as it was arching in the air like it had been tossed with brute force.
The flying Chocobo Eater then landed with a loud earth shaking thud near the two subjects the party had been stalking before.
Seconds later the throttle generated by running shoes was heard and in the blink of an eye, Esther had appeared besides her party members holding a hand to her ear as she listened.
"Uhm… Esther, may I ask what your plan is..?" A confused Reberta asked.
"Shush, just watch and listen." The bunny Precursor shushed.
Over by the subject's side, the Chocobo Eater had gotten up and enraged with a broken arm over the fall. The monster soon started wailing on the two poor victims of the bunny scheme.
"Lord Wilbert please escape to safety! This foul beast is too dangerous for you to face yet!"
"No, Albert, I'm not leaving you alone here with this creature. It had been you who trained me to fight, so let us put your lessons to the test. And if after all this time you've taught me nothing old friend, then we die here together!"
"Young lord…" Albert cried a manly tear as he braced for the fight.
Hiding not far behind, the bunny Precursor punched a tree in annoyance.
"Tsk! Needs more despair…" A shadowed eyes Esther remarks.
With the booming BRACKAA of thunder, Esther disappeared into the forest once again and this time it started to rain monsters.
"Haaahhhh!!!" Cried Esther as she blitzed through the forest at the speed of light, hurling into the air any monster unlucky enough to cross her path.
Ochus, Chimeras, Gigantoad, Killer Mantis, an Abyss Worm six times her size she dug off the ground like a canine and hurled over at the sky.
The Precursor bunny made it rain monsters in the vicinity of the completely horrified Wilbert and Albert. Some snapped their necks from the fall and perished, others landed on their feet while others rolled and bounced from the impact, but soon enough the two brave men where completely surrounded.
Livid in fury over the impromptu tossing they received, the monsters all turned for the only likely culprits around with a glare of murder in their eyes.
Esther appeared by her party side once again and lent a long and fake cotton bunny ear to her victims plight.
"How is this any better than what we had planned?" Asked a concerned dragoon girl by her side.
"Hush Reberta honey, I know what I'm doing."
Over by the victims side.
"Albert… I'm scared!!"
"Please close your eyes young lord, it will be over before you know it!"
"Ahhh!!! I don't want to… I don't want to die here!!! Somebody please help us!!!" Wilbert cried in despair.
A smirk creeped over the face of the white bunny and she snapped her fingers with triumphant savviness.
"That's more like it. Now, on your feet everybody, is time to make our heroic entrance!"
With the cry of thunder and a bright flash of light, a girl wearing a white bunny hoodie appears right between the monsters and the two men she had victimized with her evil games.
"Fear not the weak and defenseless, for the heroine arrives! Now take this you evil doers!!" Esther shouted and blitzed at the speed of lightning.
The monsters got bisected almost instantly, with the only pauses happening when Esther needed to bounce off a magical seal to readjust her attacking position.
Five seconds after the first boom of thunder, the lightning blooded girl landed with all the enemy monsters getting completely wiped out for the count.
"Hehe, another day saved in a flash by yours truly!" The plotting heroine posed with her gigantic sword rested over her shoulder.
Seconds later the rest of the party arrives and joined their leader in her heroic pose to show their allegiance.
The two men Esther had played for fiddles, stood slack jawed, hugging each other's in confusion over what just happened. They had needed a moment to realize they've been 'saved' by this complete stranger in bunny eared hood and her minions.
Not wanting to be rude, Albert regained his bearings and asked.
"You have saved us… my word, how can we thank you!? Oh great and benevolent traveling strangers, please tell us your names so that we can show you the gratitude you deserve!"
"Oh right our names, kinda forgot about that. Don't go fainting from excitement now, but I'm quite the legend myself. My name is…" Dramatic pause for buildup. "Esther!" With confidence, the white bunny introduces herself.
Albert and Wilbert gather together and started to whisper.
"Hey Albert, Albert! Why is she acting like we should know her? Is she a big deal or something?"
"With that much power I have no doubt about it young master. But I just don't have a clue who she is…"
"Hey! Just because the long ears are fake it doesn't means I can't hear you. I'm Esther you know? Esther! The Precursor of the Storm."
""A PRECURSOR!!!?"" The men freaked out.
They began whispering again.
"Hey, she said she's the Precursor of the Storm. That's the same class as lord Karten right? She really is a big deal!"
"She is, no wonder I couldn't remember the name at first. She's the strongest of the eight but also the blandest of them all." Albert whispers.
Besides them, the blandest of the Precursors was really starting to lose her temper, and the whispers continued.
"But a Precursor, that should not be possible young lord… It would definitely explain her power, and the bunny merchandise bit of her legend is certainly starting to make sense… but those heroes are from a time long gone. They shouldn't be alive in todays world…"
As the men discussed the validity of their savior, Reberta who attentively listened to their conversation, walked besides her party members and reached into the inner pocket of Karten long coat.
Something that earns a raised brown from the Precursor and the quiet ire of the redhead besides them.
"Oops Karten, you dropped your house emblem." Spoke Reberta as she tossed a strange crest by Albert and Wilbert feet.
This immediately caught the attentions of Wilbert and Albert, whom the blood started draining from their faces.
"A-Albert d-did she just call that man…!?"
"By the heavens, that appearance, that emblem, but it cannot be! The real deal suffered from lycanthropy, but this man looks human…"
Reberta turned her head to the side to see Karten had forced his body to revert into a full human form. She decided to help him with that.
"Agh!"
"Oops Karten, I seem to have stepped with my armored heel in your barefoot." She monotonously said.
Besides her Kryla had started glaring, but refrained from voicing any deathly curses less she blows her cover.
The slight discomfort was enough to cause Karten thinly veil of humanity to collapse completely.
Long white furred ears started coming out of his long silver hair and a tail showed by the split end of his long coat, whereas his hands and feet got covered in white fur and bloody claws come out of his fingers.
However despite the realization that they where in the presence of a monster, Albert and Wilbert could only cry tears of joy.
"It's really him!!"
"Oh life, long and cruel of mine, I thank you for letting me breathe long enough to see this day come true." The men stood breathless.
"Oh you got to be kidding me! I saved you! Me, not him!" Complained the bland bunny, who'd genuinely forgotten all she did was clean after her own mess.
As if her morning at the bar wasn't enough, now they had to add insult to injury and ignore her here too.
"P-please milord you have to help us! I fear my father might have fallen victim to some nefarious forces! Please find it in your courageous heart to lends us your strength!"
And with nothing but hope and admiration… and a sour girl of white hoodie whining on the side, Albert and Wilbert told of the events of the last year in Relaks.
Part 3
"Paladia had always been a meritocracy ruled by only the strongest, and no one was prepared for the current Emperor to be upsurged by Hess and the Sworn Eight. And with the fallout, many of the Emperor loyalists went into hiding."
"Two months ago father was approached by one such villains, a hooded Arch-mage from one of the Aldore divisions. He must've had some blackmail on father, otherwise there's no way he would want to associate himself again with those ill ilks!"
"Though we're afraid we don't really now what's going, we believe that under partnership with this shady individual, our lord has brought something evil and otherworldly into the residence."
"Please lord Karten, you must help father…! Even though we had finally managed to escape the grasp of that evil tyrant of an Emperor… his influence still haunts us…." The two men explained their circumstances and begged for help.
Listening closely at what they had to say, Reberta was first to ask them some questions.
"Do you know where in your house has your lord hidden this… otherworldly evil you're mentioning?"
"I'm afraid not milady… The master has kept the young lord out of the loop for the entirety of these events. All we know is that it can be felt in the air, and it creeps into our dreams at night."
"Father had me and the rest of our servants clear the house for an entire afternoon just two weeks ago… and I believe this is when this evil was brought in."
"I see… given the information we where provided, Tel-Fulsanis isn't the kind of being you could hide in plain sight, even if it was only a fragment that we're talking about. And given how the residue has a penchant for disappearing, it's likely that it's being kept in the basement." Reberta concludes after having analyzed all the evidence provided.
"Then our quest is mostly over. That they had the servants temporarily vacate the premises, means they don't have a way to escape through the underground. Now it's only a matter of waiting out tonight anniversary so the evacuation can go smoothly." Karten also concludes.
With all clues leading towards the Major residence, it was only a matter of picking the best time in which they could come on in and complete their mission. But if a fight really where to break out, it would be irresponsible to do so at the eve of such large anniversary party.
Many guest had already arrived and the manor was full of servants. It would be nearly impossible to get them all to safety in time if the enemy was made aware of the party presence.
Reberta and Karten decision had now been made. Esther meanwhile sat by a rock nodding attentively as her only contribution and Kryla wondered how she could sneak out tonight and throw everything into disarray.
But something still bothered the Albert and Wilbert pair.
"About that lord Karten… now that you're here we would advise against waiting any longer."
"Father has been acting… strangely regarding today's anniversary. He's had me arrange the invitations, but the list of people coming today are just… how do I say this…?"
"If you would allow me young lord. Today celebration strikes us as odd because only guest who're in good standing with the lord have been invited… They say to keep your friends close and your enemies even closer, but no enemies will come here today. This goes against all previous celebrations protocol, and it will no doubt sour relationship between the lord and his rivals. It is most preoccupying indeed, we cannot make sense of these events other than something horrible is about to transpire tonight."
"Father even handed me four stamped letters in case I wanted to invite some of my friends… even if they where to have nothing to do with his circles, and that has never happened before. He's never allowed me to do anything that would interfere with his business. Worse sign of all is that the hooded man arrived this morning, and we hadn't heard from him ever since the day the nightmares started."
"I see…" Reberta had to rethink her plans.
A celebration might seen like a bad idea if you have something to hide, but it could also make the perfect excuse for a gathering if you don't want to raise suspicions.
"Please Lord Karten, you must help my father!" Wilbert pleaded once again.
As he did so, Reberta finished her analysis. Thought something was still bothering her about the way the Major was handling things, it was something that she'll have to find out by herself.
"We will guarantee his safety just as well as everyone at the manor, that much we can promise, but there's been a change in plans. We will require yours assistance to infiltrate that party, tonight." She asked.
The party and the two troubled men went on to discuss the details of the plan. Best case scenario was for them to carry out their search of the premises without drawing too much attention. There was no telling what the hooded man or Tel-Fulsanis was capable of.
For that they devised a plan to blend in with the guest of the party, and dispose of any enemies before they have any chance to rampage.
"I was given four guest seals by my father to pass onto my friends from the academy. Albert will procure the disguises and intercept my friends before they arrive, then we'll have them trade places with lord Karten and the rest."
"Hmm… that is not a bad plan, but will they collaborate with us so readily?"
"No worries, lady Reberta! I'm sure if lord Karten asked in person, they would be thrilled to help!" Wilbert assured.
"Tsk!" Esther clicked her tongue from her spot.
A bland heroine, a silver bunny that monkey wrenches her way through any enemy she comes across. Such was the way she was referred by the villagers, but no more.
Today she shall disguise herself as a damsel and mingle amongst the most uptight class of society, then through skill and sheer charisma she'll find her way to Tel-Fulsanis and save everyone at the party before they even hear the crack of thunder. Nobody could call her bland ever again…
"We'll be able to cover more terrain if we separate once inside. Since Esther and Karten are our strongest fighters, they will lead separately." Reberta explains.
… truly a plot to surpass Karten romance drama. The bunny Precursor nods to her own schemes as she partly listens onto the conversation…
"Hi hi, then I shall go with my Karten dearest!" The redhead witch was quick to pick her pairings.
"Can't do, we'll be posing as a family and someone will have to pass as the daughter. Which given your looks, that role falls on you."
… Esther, Precursor of Elegance, shall be her new name. And those who doubted her before shall now realize she could do anything! It's not her fault that all she encountered before where plain and punchable evil doers. She could be cool and bewitching too if she tries!
Why calling her bland was just rude of them…
"Oh my, Reberta, you're absolutely right! You could never claim to be my dearest Karten daughter looking like that… but oh gosh, what's that on your hair!"
The evil witch cautiously produces a balding spell with two hours delay as she reached towards Reberta hair.
Her hand was promptly bitten by the baby red dragon.
"Eaaaaahhhhhhh!!!" Cries of pain ring in the background as Esther busies herself with more pressing matters.
Could she combine a dress with her bunny hoodie, or will she have to relinquish her signature outfit for this stage of her mission?
"Ignitos calm down…! Rylak are you alright!? I'm sorry I don't know what came over him... Please allow me to heal your hand!"
"Gaw!" I'm watching you!
The baby dragon articulated through a low growl as he pointed two of his claws towards his eyes and then Kryla.
And so it was decided, the great Precursor of the Storm legend was about to get even more legendary. So Esther stood up from her seat and found Reberta apologizing to Rylak for some strange reason?
"I'm so sorry!"
"Ah… haha ha… it's okay… he's just a baby and I heard they tend to bite when you get too close and they don't know you yet." The witch lied as naturally as she seethes.
Soon they where interrupted by the sudden arrival of Esther into the conversation.
"So, we're dressing up and fooling everyone like we're the high class right? I got this! I'll play the wife and Karten the husband, Reberta can pass as my sister in law given her hair color resemblance to Karten and I could lie and say my real hair color is red if someone asks about Rylak. Then once inside Rylak will pretend she's not feeling well and as her dear mother I'll escort her to the bathroom where we'll sneak away and find ourselves some evil doers. Cool plan right?" With great confidence, the white bunny proposed.
She received a mixture of looks, varying on different degrees of worry from her party members and the two men that had asked for their help.
Feeling the uncomfortable awkwardness in the air, Albert was first to speak his mind.
"Milord Karten, though I have no doubt some of your stature knows the ropes of the high society, I fear some of your friends might not be so… convincing…" Albert voiced.
"Wait what!? It's Reberta really that bad at acting? I mean, I know she lacks the common sense to know she can't be seen in public carrying a baby red dragon, but hey cut her some slack. Maybe the rich folk won't notice."
"He means you, Storm."
"What!!?"
"It is as lord Karten says." Wilbert chimes in. "Lady Esther has a way in which she carries herself that just… speaks for the way she was raised…"
"It sure brings back memories of the slums I grew up during my youth. Ahh, how hard I had it back then." Albert reminisces.
"Don't let it get to you Esther, you're perfect just the way you are."
"Ooh, I like that one! Esther, it's just as Reberta says, always remember that coming from a simpler background doesn't means you're a simpleton. Nobody here is calling you that. It just means you're perfect the way you are!"
Karten was a noble, Reberta spent years among dragons, Kryla was a bewitching witch and poor Esther… one day picked up a sword.
Her mannerisms and vocabulary simply had too much to say about her wether she liked it or not.
"Ohhhhhh, you have got to be kidding me! Are you saying I'm not classy enough to pass as some rich dork, but all of you are!?" The insulted bunny asked.
Poor be the simpleton rabbit, nobody takes her seriously. But she won't be deterred, tonight she'll write herself a legend to be told by generations.
Much planning later, the party and their two helpers finally managed to agree in a course of action and they set out to carry their roles.
Over by the horizon, the sun finished setting and dusk sets in with storm clouds swirling over the sky, and a humid storm breeze washing over the land.
The wildest party night was about to start.
Part 4
A heavy downpour falls over the otherwise peaceful village of Relaks.
The windmills spin fiercely as the splash of rainwater rings audibly.
As it was tradition, the festivities of the high class start at midnight, for they had no day job to return in the morning.
It had been hours since, as Wilbert friends had no prior knowledge of what they'd be asked and arrived late.
With a bit of convincing from Albert and Karten, the young nobles where eager to help with their carriage and compliments for the disguises the party had prepared.
They where asked to keep the whole event a secret and Albert provides a house in the village with which to stay, and the few drinks that would help them celebrate that monumental day they'd met their hero.
Once preparations had been completed and everyone changed into their disguises. Albert equipped himself with a raincoat and together with an umbrella, helped the party reach the carriage whilst shielding them from the rain, and later took in the reins and set the horses moving.
Meanwhile, standing over a wall nearby found himself a baby dragon, soaking in the rain, with a heavy greatsword and a long polearm wrapped in bandages underneath his claws.
With relative ease despite the rain and his heavy load, Ignitos sets off flying across the stormy skies once the carriage left his sight.
Inside the carriage, a gentle damsel of red hair took on a candlestick holder and using a spark of magic, lights it up to illuminate the dark.
Sitting in front of her, a man of silver hair picked a bottle and grew a nail until it became a large claw, which he used to pick out the cork before serving himself a glass of wine.
"We'll be arriving awfully late at this party." The silver haired beauty besides Karten, voices her concerns.
Reberta dons a strapless satin gown of silver color. A pair of silk gloves reaching past her elbows and high decorated heels. She kept her hair loose and applied light makeup and a bit of red lipstick to match her scarlet irises.
"Don't you think it's a little risky…? There's still time to change our plans if we must."
"The boy will vouch for us, and worse case scenario we won't impede with Storm investigation. Besides, these parties usually carry out till dawn with several events in between, we're fine..." The gentleman assured.
Karten had traded his long wine coat and torn trousers for an attire more befitting of a man of the high class.
He sported a black frock coat suit with onyx tie and a chain pocket watch, dark gloves, dress shoes and kept his silver hair tied in a wolf tail.
"You're placing too much faith in Esther. It's been hours since we where supposed to arrive and assist her… and you know she never liked her role to begin with." Reberta argues.
Wilbert offered to pass Esther as one of the servants. He couldn't risk raising suspicions but at least one person he could manage to slip by with his authority.
"Hmm… Storm in maid cloth…" The gentleman fantasized as he sipped from his glass of wine— "Agh!" Until he cried.
Someone spilled hot wax over his trousers.
"Oops, I'm sorry Karten dearest. I swear that was a complete accident." The redhead witch swore acting all cute.
Karten and Reberta had gotten the role of husband and wife. Esther got to infiltrate as a servant and Kryla took on the role of daughter of The Silverscales family.
Thought she'd rather have the role of wife, the body she had when she'd been summoned as a Vision appears in her teenage years.
As her immortality consists of stealing newer and younger bodies, the witch always made sure to pick her victims from a young age to ensure she doesn't have to go searching for new ones anytime soon.
Not that she minds stealing the bodies of course, it's just she finds the ritual to be kind of a pain, and it's sometimes hard to find the sexy ladies she likes to wear.
And so, stuck in the body of a teenager whilst the rest of the party look to be in their twenties. The daughter role for her it is.
She had her red hair tied in a high bun and wears a backless strapless crème color mini dress with gold bracelets, necklace's and high heels.
An elegant, yet much more playfull and 'available' style for the 'single' young mistress to get around the party so she could cause mischief.
Soon enough the carriage came to a stop and Albert got down with two umbrellas, one he passed to Karten as the man came out of the carriage.
The two gentleman then help shield Reberta and Kryla from the rain as they walk towards the doors of the manor main entrance.
"I'm afraid this is as far as I can go given my standing. Milord Karten, should you require any assistance once you're inside, please see the young lord and, please, save us all."
With that last bit of advice, Albert pushed open the door and later retreated.
The double oaken doors push open, revealing the brightness of several dozen candles and the loud noise of music reaches the Silverscales ears.
It was time to party.
Part 5
Relaks manor, interior.
The party walked inside the lavishly decorated main hall.
Made of marble floors adorned with red carpets and curtains, each with their silver lining. Eight standing candelabras of 9 ft each spread across the floor and one grand bronze chandelier hanging by the ceiling.
The walls and door frames have accentuated designs incorporating the emblem of the house resting in a bush of white oak.
The Relaks manor structure consist of one big main hall and two wings on both sides, each with two floors and taking an U shape when seen from the outside.
Towards the north side of the main hall lobby find itself a bifurcated staircase adorned with red carpets and polished oak wood handrails that leads into the second floor.
It was cool under the storm night, and the urgency of their mission gnawed at the back of Reberta's mind, yet she couldn't help but feel strangely taken by the warm of such lavish luxury.
The party took in the view in just a few seconds, and then directed their attention towards the center of the spacious hall, where a dancing crowd seemed to be gathering, and then they heard it.
"Big, big booty. What you got a big booty." The song coming out of the jukebox, marvel of Aldore technological advances.
However, Karten and Reberta raised an eyebrow at the sight before them.
"Big, big booty. What you got a big booty."
The guest of the house tilted and tripped across the dance floor, caught in the stupor of their alcohol.
A two-seats wide man of graying hair in a tailcoat tuxedo, pulled on his much younger, hourglass-figure wife, as her knees buckled under the influence of the drink.
Another much younger, tuxedo wearing, two-seats wide man, wheezes by the floor as he spins on his back. His much younger, delicately curvy wife, pushes at her husband feet as they come around, laughing and adding momentum like she's having the time of her life.
"Big, big booty what you got a big booty." The music blasted trough the entire main hall.
Before the party, a man in black tuxedo, two-seats wide, trips on his dance step before colliding with a crowd of ladies in white satin gowns, knocking them all down like a bowling ball would be hitting a strike.
But what really shocked the party the most, was the group of paid dancers at the center of the guest crowd.
"Big, big booty. What you got a big booty." The music continues on the background.
A group of tenth bunny girls in pyramid formation, acting as the lead dancers and entertainers for the party. Dancing, sweating, twerking in practiced unity as guest attempt to keep up.
Each wearing a white inverse bunny suit set, consisting of detachable sleeves ending at the collarbone, stockings ending right under the glutes, white heels, a pair of fluffy white bunny ears headband, three heart shaped stickers covering the nipples and the pussy, a fluffy rabbit tail butt plug, and lots and lots of sweaty caramel skin for the eye to see.
A desperate and apologetic boy the party know as Wilbert, catches up to them.
"I'm so sorry lord Karten! I swear I'm so sorry! I only took my eyes off her for a second and my father whisked her away, then this happened! I'm so sorry!" Wilbert profusely apologizes.
"Don't be, you did good, you did everything you could— agh!!" Karten cried as his pretend wife steps on his foot and his pretend daughter pinched his back.
Esther met eyes with her teammates as she danced, and her blush only got redder.
The song, "My baby uh, you're gorgeous. I mean you're fine, you're sexy. But most of all, you are just absolutely booty-full."
Booty by Jennifer Lopez ft Pitbull. Plays.
"Have you seen her, on the dance floor. She got the boom, shake the room. That's the lightning and the thunder. You wanna meet her, you wanna touch her. See the light in her eyes, and it starts to make you wonder—
—All the sexy girls in the party. Go and grab a man, bring him to the dance floor. Go on let them jeans touch you while you're dancing. It's his birthday, give him what he ask for. Let me show you how to do it."
The boisterous drunken laugher of the guests and the music drowned the main lobby hall, and a silver haired dragoon girl trying to maintain a poker face, couldn't take it anymore.
"This is too much, we need to help her."
"Agreed lady Reberta, but if we expose her to father our plan would be…" Reberta and Wilbert showed conflict over what to do.
The others, not so much.
"As expected of such legendary warrior. She only had hours to learn those moves and still executes them flawlessly— agh!!"
"Don't give me that you big Buffon! Do something!" Reberta presses Karten for a solution.
"I am doing something. I'm trusting her to know what she's doing and watching her plan closely."
"Pfft… the strongest of the Precursor's everybody… haha!" Kryla could barely keep her innocent act together.
For a man who slept surrounded by evil, treacherous and unpredictable witches on all bed corners, a little hiccup like this was just par for the ride.
His favorite part of the ride, and so he reveled in the moment, as if the song where speaking to him.
"The way she moves. I know you want her. She like the fire, get you right. That's the lightning and the thunder. You wanna meet her, you gotta touch her. Hold on tight for the ride. Cause you know you wanna love her—
—All the sexy girls in the party. Go and grab a man, bring him to the dance floor. Go on let them jeans touch you while you're dancing. It's his birthday, give him what he ask for. Let me show you how to do it—
—Big, big booty. What you got a big booty, work. Big, big booty. What you got a big booty, shake that. Big, big booty. What you got a big booty, go to work. Big, big booty. What you got a big booty."
Past the bifurcated staircase, the door of the second floor kicks open with a bang and the guest cheers erupt in a loudly "whoooooooo!!!"
Out the door walks a man wearing a white tailcoat suit with gloved hands and a top notch white hat. Two-seats wide in proportion with alcohol freshly dripping off his crowbar mustache and face red like a drunken tomato.
The major of Relaks, Don Corny has arrived at the party.
"Booty, booty, booty, booty, booty everywhere. Look at her booty, stop, stare. They love that booty, hell yeah. The way she twerk it, not fair. She got a booty that'll swallow a thong. And if you do it better do it dirty all night long. Booty, toot it, boot it, you know the plan. So much booty, she could supply the demand. I wanna take that big 'ol booty shopping at the mall. I wanna pick it up and put that booty in my car. Baby your booty is a movie star. Oscar award winner of them all. Now give me that!"
"Mesmerized by the size of it. You can fight it if you like take your time. I can guarantee you'll have the time of your life. Throw up your hands if you love a big booty."
The major sat his big booty on the staircase handrail and slides down with drunken laugher. The guest cheer even louder as they trip and tilt like a wave of drunkards. And so with the party watching and Esther finishing her dance, the plan begins it's next stage.
Part 6
After much partying and drinking into the dead of night and the downpour of the storm outside. It came time for pause and filling the guest stomachs.
The bunny girls that once lead in the dance floor now disappeared inside the doors of the left wing first floor, leaving the guest to mingled in the main hall.
After having a few words with his business partners, the major, accompanied by a small crowd of his acquaintances, approaches the group he'd seen conversing with his only son.
"Greetings stemmed guest, I welcome you to my humble above… and I assume my son here already did my introductions? You must forgive the harassment, but it's just you're the only guests in this party that I've never met before."
"Father! These are my friends! You lent me some invitations remember…?" Wilbert tried to meditate.
"No worries, venerable major. Thought we've never met before, I've known your son for a long time now. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm… Netrak Silverscale, and this is my wife, Atreber Silverscale, and my only daughter, Kalyr Silverscale." Karten introduces everyone by alternated names.
Kryla and Reberta performed a curtsy and the major saluted, his eyes narrowed as he checks the newcomers, still unsure of their trustworthiness.
Karten continues. "I must say, quite the party, loving every second of it, especially the bunny dancers. But that much is expected of the man Wilbert always talks so much about."
Karten remarks made Wilbert feel a little embarrassed, though he would put up with the act if it meant rescuing his father from the schemes of the hooded man.
Don Corny let out a lopsided smile, but still wasn't convinced.
"Say, lord Silverscale. What does one like you makes of this anniversary? What is your stance on all this?" The major questioned.
"That our Emperor was taken from us, too early. It has made our livelihoods quite a contrivance compare to how it was before." The lycanthrope voices.
His choice drew worry from Wilbert, while Reberta maintained a poker face.
Karten had merely gone with what he heard about the major since their mission started, and he knew very well how little the nobles concern themselves with the way a Tyrant rules over the commoner.
The major who had kept a stern looking expression, finally relaxed, letting out a guffaw.
"Hahaha, would you look at that boy. Even your friends know better than you. And lord Silverscale, it is my pleasure to have you here celebrating with us tonight."
"The pleasure is all ours. It is always a privilege to meet new potential businesses partners."
As the two traded pleasantries, a man wearing a long hood draping against the floor, suddenly sneaks up on them.
His sight causes Wilbert to back away clenching his fist. To him this man was nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing, poisoning the mind of his father and the real enemy they must stop at all cost.
"Have you gathered all whom you wish to save?" The man ominously whispers in the major ears.
Only Karten manages to pick on the barely audible whisper, and the major turns his head with a dizzy blink.
"Oh, the man of the hour. Lord Silverscale, I believe an introduction is in order. This fine gentleman is Sigma, he belonged to the Aldore Undercover Corp, an elite unit under the direct control of the late Emperor." The drunk major reveals.
Sigma scoffed under the hood, irritated at having his identity being revealed so easily.
"Interesting…" Karten gave a provoking smile. "But worry not, we'll kept your identity a secret. I can see you don't want to be found out." The lycanthrope addresses the hooded man.
Sigma and Karten met eyes and a dangerous pressure could be felt in the air, as if a battle where just seconds away from breaking out, but they where interrupted by the jovial major and his drunk business partners.
"Nonsense lord Silverscale. This man right here is a hero and he deserves recognition! He just hasn't gotten over his old habits yet, but with his power he could even rival the old Order of Aldore!"
"Yeah, lord Sigma is amazing!"
"The old Emperor only recognized the strong, nay, the strongest! To be in the presence of someone as powerful as lord Sigma, it is an honor!"
"I bet he could even rival me back when I was in my prime."
"Ah, I wish my husband would learn a thing or two from lord Sigma."
One by one voiced the group tagging along with the major.
The Order of Aldore. The highest unit working under the Emperor. Ranking from Alpha star all the way to Pi star. They consist of the most powerful warriors of the kingdom, and Alpha star was said to be the means which how you ascend to the throne as Emperor.
The major hosted the final trial to select the new Orders right there in Relaks after all, and has always been an avid nerd of powerful warriors as a result.
"I had my doubts about him when he first arrived at my residency, but this man is the real deal! Not only is he a master of stealth and disguises, he's even adept with earth magic and holds mastery over water magic. Mastery! That alone qualifies you for the tittle of Archmage and he isn't even a mage. Some spend their entire lives trying to master one element and never make it. And he's so young, Imagine just how far he could go! I bet he could even achieve dominion over an element!"
Adept with the elements. A tittle granted to a mage or individual that demonstrates the ability to wield a certain element to its full potential within the individual.
Mastery over an element. A tittle granted to a mage or individual so capable at wielding a single element that they're not only able to draw in its full power, they can even share said full power with those around them.
Dominion over an element. To exert control over one element to the point you could heal from attacks of that attribute. Not only would you be impervious and completely immune, even the fiercest of attacks would have the same effect as a Curaja if you where to hold dominion over said element.
Sigma boils in calm rage as his secrets where laid bare one after another. He had heard of the major obsession with powerful fighters, and had no choice if he was to convince the Don to go along with his plan. But for an undercover agent this level of exposure was just unforgivable, and a murderous, ominous aura started coming out of him as he stood right behind the laughing drunk major.
"Very interesting. Can't say I know much about the earth element and I'm not really a mage per say, but I am adept with fire, have mastery over water, and hold dominion over the dark attribute." Karten casually said.
"I'm not really a mage either, but I'm adept with both ice and lightning attributes and hold mastery over fire." A poker face Reberta joins her husband.
"I might be young but I do practice my sorcery, so I'm adept at all eight elements and I have mastery over light and dark attributes in particular." The daughter of the Silverscales, too joins in on the show.
A few seconds of silence went by before the major and his group burst out laughing.
"Wahahaha! That one was priceless, lord Silverscale I love your family humor!" The major comments.
"That was crazy! Even the daughter has mastery of two elements! Pff haha ha!"
"I need to try this one at the book club next gathering!"
"Why, now that I remember, I was a master fire user back in my hot youth. Hahaha!"
The drunken nobles loved the joke, but there was one person that wasn't laughing, as he didn't find any such jokes to be funny.
But Sigma trained reflexes suddenly acted up when a girl of turquoise hair in a white inverse bunny suit had brought him snacks on a tray.
"Would the lord like a bite size of rabbit— kyaaa!" Esther cried.
The enraged Sigma had taken his anger on her and pushed her down, knocking the tray of snacks off her hands and causing her to fall on her side like a wife in an abusive relationship.
"Ahaha… oh. Looks like overnight snacks are ready. Everyone let us grab something to eat." The major announced, ignoring the abuse to his employee and heading to fill his belly.
Soon a pair of girls in inverse bunny suit arrived with trays of foods and walked past the fallen Esther, delivering the freshly cooked meals to the guests.
The enraged Sigma clicked his tongue and turned his back with a swoosh of the draping hood.
"Preparations will be over in under an hour. I suggest you stop fooling around and steer yourselves for what's to come." And with those words, Sigma heads for the right wing of the manor.
Wilbert breathed in relief as the hooded man vanished around the door.
Meanwhile on the floor carpet, a poor and erotic rabbit busiest herself picking the snacks she'd dropped when a gentleman extends a hand.
"Could I lend you a hand my fine lady?" Karten lowers into one knee and extends a hand.
Esther accepted the gesture and stood up with help from the lycanthrope, but then said lycanthrope started getting ideas.
"Say major, are these beautiful dancers available for… 'certain activities.'" The Precursor of the Shadows asks with a dangerous look in his eyes.
Tale as old as time itself. The hungry wolf eats the delicious rabbit.
"Wahahaha! Why, of course lord Silverscale. Only the best service for my esteemed guest." The major offered, bringing a smile to the esteemed guest face.
The esteemed guest suddenly jolted in pain when he felt his hand getting crushed under the grip of the rabbit girl, whose giving him an even more dangerous look than what he had on her before.
"Would the lord like to carry on 'certain activities' with me?" The bunny girl talked over the sound of cracking bones.
Behind Karten, his pretend wife wrapped her arms over his husband shoulders with a strained smile.
"Darling, what do you think you're doing…?" With an act of jealousy, Reberta said.
Her gesture drew laughter and teasing from the other couples present, and under the cover of the noise she whispered her real intentions in Karten ear.
"Remember the plan, you two can't be in the same team."
Karten also started feeling a sharp pain spread all over his body, but little did he know he'd been hexed by his pretend daughter and would feel extreme discomfort all night.
Finally, he relented and backs away from Esther, deciding it would be best to follow Reberta plan instead.
And so the lovely redhead makes her move.
"Oh, she's so pretty! Major, can I play with her?" The evil witch smiles as she wraps her arms around the exposed waist of the bunny dancer.
A loud ohhhh was heard coming from the drama loving guests who showed great interest in the sudden development.
In Reberta's plan, she and Karten would keep an eye over the guest and help evacuate if necessary, meanwhile Rylak would find a way to meet with Esther and search for the residue of the Lightning Tyrant.
"Of course young one, do take care of her. I found that one in bunny getup even before I had her hired, and you know what they say, 'If she likes rabbits she must be into reproduction.'"
"Ah, another classic from lord Karten. Nice one major." A random noble comments.
Esther turned her head rapidly but Karten avoids eye contact.
Eventually Kryla manages to drag the bunny Precursor away, towards the right wing where they saw Sigma heading into, leaving Karten and Reberta behind with the major and his guests.
Having accomplished the last phase of their plan before evacuation was needed, the only thing to do now was bide their time with food and wine until it was their turn again to act.
The thought brought a faint smile in Karten, for his next objective was simply to have a good time at the party.
He looked to the side and there stood the beautiful Reberta, smiley yet solemn as she played her role of a wife perfectly. Likely worrying for the others under that façade.
But the proud lycanthrope wasn't concerned about his comrades, and so with practiced elegance he picks a glass of wine, delivered by one of the attendants in inverse bunny suit, delights his eyes with the visage of his beautiful pretend wife, and sips from the glass.
"Don't be so uncouth, Richard! You know lord Karten would never say something like that!"
"Pffftttt!" Karten spat his drink all over Reberta solemn looking face.
"But darling, I swear I heard—"
"You heard what and from whom you rock-head!? It's only the peasants that say stupid nonsense like that!"
"Y-you're right darling!"
Karten stood looking in bewilderment at the couple making a scene. They just called something he said, 'stupid nonsense.'
Besides him, Reberta reached inside her pretend husband pocket by herself and drags out a handkerchief to wipe her face. A slight eyebrow twitching over what was once a poker face.
A boisterous exchange began between the men but soon they where silenced by the wives.
"Slept with the witches— what the hell are those commoners even thinking about!? Lord Karten was a blue blood like us, he would never stoop so low!"
"Yeah, yeah! That's something only the plebs find funny. The true history is that lord Karten was a kind and generous noble that opened the doors of his heart and home to a nasty evil witch!"
"This is why you don't trust no filthy commoners! Their spite and jealousy is so great you'd never know the evils that goes inside their heads!"
"Kindness goes a long way! That vixen told him when she pleaded for refuge and he fell for it. Kindness my backside! Who even talks like that!?"
"The devil itself that's who!"
"Look what happened to our illustrious lord Karten! The moment he let his guard down that seductress witch took everything he had and cursed him to become a lycanthrope!" The wives rambled.
Meanwhile Karten snickers at the absurdity of it all.
In a way, the stories of the nobles and the commoners where right, they just had some misleadings here and there. But is not like him to correct those mistakes. Ridiculous as they where he still finds them amusing.
The Precursor turns towards his pretend wife whilst sipping wine. She had cleaned herself quietly since the last wine spat and was looking as pleasing on the eyes as ever.
"And I'm sure he was at least three-seats wide!"
"Pfftt!!" Karten spat his drink once again.
Reberta got drenched all over in red like she'd just come back from gutting a pig. An eye twitching and the corner of her mouth moving erratically as she begins to clean herself again.
"Can you believe the way those dirt kissers portray the lord? Looks all lean and muscular like he works six days a week!"
"Ugh! That's so unsightly! Can you believe what I had to see this morning! There was this commoner painting outside a bar and he claimed that twig on the drawing was lord Karten!" One of the wives shouts outraged.
Once upon a time it was fashionable to eat like a rich man. And your belly was your pride and status if you called yourself a man.
Women's fashion wasn't much different though.
"Those commoner's forget the mighty Precursor of the Shadows was a blue blood! And yet they portray him like he hauls a wheelbarrow all day round!"
"It's so unsightly! Lord Karten must've the sweetest, roundest, softest belly you could fall asleep on." Another wife said.
Poor be the proud lycanthrope, how he wasn't aware that times change, and what's in fashion back when he was around could be considered unsightly in the present world.
Fat meant wealth and lean meant filthy hardworking sun-sweating peasant in this day and age. He'd have to look like the wolf who ate the three whole piglets if he'd any hope to stay in fashion.
"I have always said there's no greater sign of wealth than a big n' happy round belly! Isn't that right lord Silverscale… oh…!" The major sweat ran cold.
Lord Silverscale was having trouble hiding the fact that he looked like a sweaty poor commoner. Esther would be pointing fingers accusingly if she could see him right now.
Unable to fit in with the beach ball bod that was expected of someone from his stature.
"Lord Silverscale, now that I've sobered a bit I'm starting to realize… is your family doing well financially…?" The major reached the only logical conclusion.
The shock upon hearing what he said was so much that one of the male guests fainted and knocked down a few other guests with his wide frame.
Poverty, bankruptcy, a job application. The worst nightmare of the rich.
Gasps and whispers could be heard coming from the guests with the proud lycanthrope at the center of it all. Their cover now at risk of being exposed.
"Everything is alright major, my Netrak is just… a timid eater!" Lady Atreber clears up the confusion.
"A timid eater, you said…?" The major asked.
Reberta then broke down sobbing with almost theatrical flair.
"Yes! No matter what our servants prepare— he just won't eat more than a first plate! And after he promised he would work towards my dream bod by the end of our honey moon… then it was our first child and then it was when our Kalyr turned sixteen… I… I can't! I just don't know what to do with him anymore!"
Karten steps in and grabs Reberta by the shoulder, before turning her to face him. Her teary glassy eyes shined as they turned past the guests and looked at her pretend husband, impromptu becoming cold and narrowed to the point of an eye roll.
Inviting him to play along.
Reberta was focused on keeping her identity a secret and she didn't hate the schadenfreude of their circumstances after the second wine spat.
Karten swallowed, becoming the center of attention and starting to realize the night wasn't going to be as smooth sailing as he was hoping for.
Part 7
The light of the torches flicker as they hang from the wall of a dark tunnel that stretches thirty ft tall and forty wide. The air humid and the stone walls moldy and decayed.
A small puddle of dirty water splashes under the boot of a hooded man with a bold stride. Before him stands a large wooden door with metal frames.
As Sigma approached the door, out the darkness of a corner comes a large bipedal beast with three smaller silhouettes sitting on its back.
"KWEEEEHHH!" The large creature chirps.
"Wait stop, that's the boss kupo!" Voices one of the dark silhouettes sitting on the back of the larger one.
The hooded man, Sigma comes to a stop and begins casting a spell that unlocks the wooden door magical seal, letting a bone chilling dark residue to flow out, and with an aggressive tone he addresses the four dark silhouettes.
"A very important ritual is about to begin and no one is allowed to get in the way. You lot better deal with anyone who tries to come through this door if you want your pay!"
"Aye aye, kupo! No worries boss man, I assure you, you made the right choice when hiring us! Not a single rodent will get past on our watch kupo!" One of the four darkened silhouettes assures.
Sigma finished unlocking the door and with an air of annoyance, disappeared inside the darkness of the door frame, leaving the other four silhouettes to disappear back to the dark corner whence they came from.
The dark residue leaking out of the door traveled through the tunnel in which the four silhouettes disappeared, before reaching a spiral staircase that leads into a large room above with several furniture and other house appliances covered under large mantles, which past the door of said room found themselves two stationary guards serving their roles as they stand inside a large red carpeted corridor in the right wing first floor of the manor, and at the beginning of said corridor a door quietly opens, letting in a young redhead witch accompanied by an erotic white rabbit.
"Drats! Those guards haven't moved an inch!"
"Those are stationary guards Esther, they are not supposed to move from their post."
The bunny Precursor had made use of her time inside the manor to investigate and find as many clues as she could, but had yet to see what lies behind that door.
The left wing corridor had dim lighting and any noise from the party ended at the thick door and walls that separated it from the main hall, leaving the noise from the heavy downpour to reign over.
On the right side of the corridor several windows with their red curtains to match the carpet's, and on the left innermost side several doors leading into separate rooms of their own.
Traffic amidst the right wing was nonexistent, as all the celebrations would be found on the main hall first floor and it's separate rooms, where the kitchen lays on the first floor left wing and the guests rooms on the second floor left wing.
Only the two stealthy girls and the guards could be found inside the right wing first floor corridor.
"Tsk! I didn't want to resort to this, but if they won't leave their post then I think it's time to start knocking down some people around here!" Esther said, rotating her punching arm and warming up.
Kryla placed a hand on her shoulder as she shakes her head.
"That would get them to sound the alarm. Times have changed and Aldore is not what it used to be. Those guards don't need anyone within earshot to call for backup, they got a device which one press would ruin everything for us, we must be stealthy."
"Curses! You can't even sneak around these days without some junk getting invented to mess with you! Fine then! I'll just knock them down at the speed of light! They won't know what hit them!" An enthusiastic Esther proposed.
Kryla had to pause for a moment to picture what that scenario would look like.
"Doesn't your movement leaves an ear splitting noise wherever you blitz like that? Esther, you'd be sounding the alarm yourself, we must be stealthy."
"Ugh… that's true…"
"See, we can't just jump everyone we see, there are better ways to go about this. Come closer, I have a plan." The evil witch picked the bunny ear and whispers.
"That ain't my real ear, but I'm listening. Keep going— no way! No way in this…"
A minute later.
"Who goes there!?" One of the two guards raised his voice.
Aldore Gunner. An infantry class soldier of purple uniform and comes equipped with light armor and an artillery rifle.
A consequence of the late Emperor 700 year dictatorship, the military and enforcement divisions gap to the ordinary life necessities and services became almost astronomical that it was possible for mere officers or even foot soldiers to be equipped to the teeth with highly advanced weapons and coexist with towns and villages who haven't been introduced to the benefits of electricity and electrical appliance's.
The guards stand facing the windows with their backs to the door they've been ordered to guard, and from their right they see two pretty girl's approaching.
"Tehehe!" The red-haired one laughs.
One of the girls they recognize as an entertainer, hired by the major for the events of the anniversary and the other appears to be one of the guests that arrived at the party.
Wary not to offend a possible VIP, the guards keep their rifles low and inquired a for the reasons the two girls have strayed so far away from the party.
"Are you two lost? Is there something I can help you with?" The most sociable of the two asks.
His stance more relaxed after a careful analysis of the situation.
A teenager, dressed in a minidress, accompanied by one of their own employees, none have many ways to conceal a weapon, none made an attempt to sneak around but rather approached them directly, both seem to be in a good mood.
They got lost, they're looking for directions, they don't know there's no reason for them to be in the right wing first floor, they're exploring the mansion, they just want to make conversation.
Those where the conclusions both guards arrived after carefully analyzing the circumstances.
"Hey there handsome, want to have a good time with us?"
The clacking of one of the heavy rifles hitting the ground was heard. Nothing could of have prepared them for this.
The redhead stood behind the girl in inverse bunny suit and rested her head on her shoulder, rolling her hands all over the exposed waist of the dancer, liking the sweat rolling down the breast, lightly peeling off the heart shaped sticker with the tip of the tongue.
The guard who couldn't stick to his gun, swallowed.
"I'm afraid we're on duty at the moment, you'll have to look somewhere else." The guard who didn't drop the gun, replied.
He was seen like a baleful blight of Paladia by his own comrade, but no opposition was given.
The evil witch gestures a smug smile and a raised eyebrow, before peeling off completely the lowest positioned sticker Esther was wearing.
"Ahm!"
CLANK.
A squeal of surprise and a rifle hitting the floor could be heard.
Esther was quick to cover her exposed foof with both hands, and the daring Rylak shoves her from behind, sandwiching the erotic rabbit between the guard steely breastplate and the redhead own breasts.
"Hey again mister, are you sure you can't play with us?" Kryla asks provocatively as she leans over Esther shoulder.
Before the witch stands the quivering guard, second who couldn't stick to his guns, caught between the door and a soft place. Observing the sweat drip towards the partially peeled off sticker by the tit, feeling the blood rush to his face, hearing the breathing of the ladies before him mix with the noise of the heavy downpour outside.
Besides him his comrade had taken off his helmet, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, he seethed in jealousy that it wasn't him in that position.
"Ahm… Ah…" A slight moan escaped the bunny girl.
The second guard finally nodded and the first almost jumps a meter into the air from excitement. They would have to find an empty room for a little party of their—
"Charm." The manipulative witch chanted.
A small magical spell activated and seeped inside the eyes of the two guards, creating heart shapes inside their irises.
"Hahaha, we'll now boys, I would like to see what's inside that door if you don't mind."
""Of course milady!!""
"Aw, how lovely. Then excuse us, this won't take long." Kryla signals Esther that is alright to move on.
The guards, all too eager to be of service, open and hold the door for the ladies like proper gentlemen.
"If isn't too much to ask milady, could we accompany—"
"Nope."
"Ah… of course! No problem…! And about the other thing we where going to—"
"Neither."
"Absolutely no problem milady! Forgive my audacity and pretend we don't exist!" One of the guards expressed with both genuine excitement and a tear rolling down the eye.
Once the girl's entered the room, the door was closed and left only a dark room used to store excess furniture.
Then a devastated bunny girl dropped to her hands and knees.
"That was the worst plan ever!"
"The 'worst plan ever?' What do you mean? It couldn't have gone better."
"But my dignity!"
"Charm is a rather weak spell. The more aroused the targets are the bigger the chances it has to work. I'm sorry, we simply couldn't afford to fail." Kryla was not sorry.
"Ugh… my precious legend it's going to be tarnished forever if those ungrateful historians find out about this!"
Making use of a concoction from Kryla, the two where able to follow the steam as it seeps under a trapdoor. There they found a spiral staircase that leads several stories deep underground.
"Ooh, that was so much easier than I was expecting."
"Couldn't disagree with you more, but finally, my time to shine! I'll show you what I'm made of." Esther said.
The bunny Precursor picks up a white mantle and uses it to wrap around her body like a heroic cape.
"Hmm… about that Esther, I won't be able to accompany you any further."
"What!?"
"Charm will lose its hold on the guards if I'm out of their sight for too long. I'm afraid I must stay here and guard our rear. So sorry." Kryla was not sorry.
"Tsk! I can't believe we'll be forced to separate just like this! But it's alright Rylak, you did great for a newbie. Leave the rest to me, I swear I won't disappoint you!" The proud bunny rests a hand on her hips and jerks a thumb her way.
She wished to spread her confidence and assure her junior that nothing would go wrong so long as she's around.
Kryla returned the gesture with a most dazzling smile, brought the heart sticker to her mouth and licks it to make it stick.
SPLAT.
"I'm sure you won't, Esther. And remember, no blitzing down there so you don't alert the 'evildoers'"
Having placed the sticker back over her senior privates and holding back a laugh, the pretty redhead steps back with an angelical smile.
The senior on the other hand was left stiffen and wide eyed as her confusion overcame her confidence.
She soon draped her mantle completely around her body and began to descend the spiral staircase with a nervous walking. Kryla smiled and waved at her all the way.
Outside the manor, the storm was reaching it's end and the rain had gotten weaker, sunrise nears. The party of the first anniversary was about reaching its end and no one had any idea of the schemes that where at play inside the house.
Amidst that eerie silence once the innocent little rabbit had headed deeper into the tunnel and completely out of sight.
The witch follows.
Part 8
The splash of a small puddle was heard as a bunny girl ran over it
"This is it, I can feel the dark residue engulfing this entire tunnel, Tel-Fulsanis is not much further!" The heroic heroine steeled herself for the confrontation.
A dark and moist tunnel inundated in evil aura and leading into a huge door. The thrill of adventure, finally she found herself in her comfort zone.
Nothing could go wrong now.
Suddenly, out a dark corner jumps a large creature. It's silhouette partially concealed by the poor lighting coming from the torches. On it's back three more dark silhouettes all ready for battle, descending together on the brave heroine with the intent to knock her out in a sneak attack.
On reflex, the bunny girl unravels the mantle she wears and out flies a single punch.
POW.
The four dark silhouettes went bouncing all over the tunnel decayed walls like rubber balls. Knocking down the torches and leaving wide webbed cracks on the stone.
Esther barely spared a thought for any of them before going her way.
Nothing went wrong. The mighty Precursor of the Storm was no cocky amateur of course.
The large wooden door violently flies open with a palm strike and Esther continues heading deeper into the tunnel. The four dark silhouettes where left twitching on the ground like bugs.
Five minutes later.
The splash of a big puddle was heard as a redheaded witch walks over it. Her heels cutting trough the water when she tries to make her way.
She found herself inside a dark and moist tunnel of decayed walls, illuminated only by a couple torches laying on the ground, barely out the reach from the big puddle that continues growing.
The walls showed large webbed cracks and dirty water had began to seep in through them, a torch was put off by the puddle.
Suddenly Kryla started hearing a voice and cries of anguish from a wounded beast. It was coming from further ahead.
"She left kupo! Pomelo I swear she's gone. The evil rabbit chimera is gone, calm down kupo!" A moogle found itself assuring a scared chocobo.
Kryla arrives to the scenery of a fat chocobo trembling on a corner, surrounded by a moogle, a cactuar and a tonberry.
Two empty potion vials rolling on the ground, an elixir one and a Phoenix Down turning to dust around them.
Kryla noticed that the last of the torches had been put out by the water and attempted moving silently to avoid any confrontation, but the puddle reaches her and she made a splash with her heel.
"W-who's there kupo!?" The moogle freaked out and hides behind the chocobo.
The tonberry steps fort and taps his musical triangle, causing a small ethereal flame to burst in the air and illuminate the tunnel more clearly.
Annoyed, the witch comes into the light.
"Ah, sorry if I startled you, I lost my way and ended down here. I'm one of the major guests."
"One of the guest's got lost kupo!?" The moogle breathed a sigh of relief. "No wait! You can't have simply lost your way here, turn back kupo! We where told to guard this door and we will… 90% complete our duty!"
"Aw, it's a moogle! How cute!"
"Well of course I'm cute— no wait! Listen to me kupo! You need to turn back kupo!"
"And a chocobo, and a cactuar too, ooh there's a tonberry, I've never seen one of those other than books… Oh I'm Rylak, nice to meet you, and you guys are sooo cuuuute!" The young girl squeals from how adorable the four creatures are.
Embarrassed, the moogle adverts his eyes.
"Kupo, that girl looks so innocent, there's no way she could be bad…! Nice to meet you Rylak kupo. I'm Moop, the tonberry is Bergamo, cactuar is Oroblanco and the chocobo is Pomelo. And together we are, Bulwark & the Melodic Mascots kupo!"
The mascots attempted to play an introduction with the instruments but Pomelo remained trembling in the corner.
"Though we aren't exactly performing at the moment kupo. Though times lie ahead so we took this guard job to make ends meet kupo." Moop looked a little downcast.
Kryla nodded and then set her sights on the most vulnerable looking mascot.
"Aw, did something happen to that poor baby?"
"Pomelo kupo…? It was horrible kupo! A strange half human half rabbit chimera walked by just minutes ago and attacked us kupo! I've never seen someone so powerful and violent before, she really didn't hold back… or did she kupo!?" Moop freaked out at the mere thought.
"Aw, that's so horrible, but she's gone now, there's nothing to fear…" Kryla attempted to come close as she assured the mascots.
Unsurprisingly, the cactuar and the tonberry stood in her way with a readiness for battle. It would really be troublesome for her if she had to engage these creatures right now, she must hurry or she might completely miss Esther and that wouldn't be any fun.
"Aw, you're all so wary of me, and your chicken friend it's so terrified he won't even come near me. But is okay, I can help you out, just leave it to me." With a cough, the witch begins to work her magic.
A set of multi-colored mote's started floating around the dark tunnel, completely turning the dark and gloomy atmosphere into that one festive season.
"Woah… kupo…" Moop was left flabbergasted at the beauty of it all.
Kryla took off her heels and with the tip of her toes she touched the dirty water puddle, causing it to become blue like sapphire and the reflection of the boreal lights shine on its surface.
The air became warm like they where standing right next to a fireplace and the smell of mint canes filled the air.
"What a bright time, it's the right time, to rock the night away." The witch sings. "Jingle bell time it's a swell time, to go gliding' in a one-horse sleigh."
Out her veil fell tiny gingerbread men, from the mote's formed houses of candies and creamy snow spread all over the tunnel.
Caught by the lights on the corner of his eye, Pomelo overcomes his fright and stood up.
"Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet. Jingle around the clock."
Bergamo and Oroblanco where left dazzled by her magic, and cleared the way for the angelic lady to meet their friend.
"Mix and mingle in the jinglin' feet. That's the jingle bell. That's the jingle bell…"
With an Emberfrost Brew vial held in the hands laced behind her back, Kryla reaches Pomelo with a bright smile and a lust for fried chicken.
"That's the jingle bell rock—Pushakk!!!" Kryla cried.
The jingle horse planted his huge bird feet on her face and sent her flying five meters back in the air.
"Eaahhhh!!!" Kryla rolled all over the creamy snow her magic had worked.
"Pomelo are you crazy!!?"
"Kweeehhh!"
"What!? Where you not listenin— no of course not you're partially deaf! We're so sorry kupo!"
Pomelo the chocobo hadn't heard any of what they where saying and simply assumed his friends where under some sort of charm spell, and so he resorted to violence.
The Emberfrost vial Kryla was holding flew over the air and shattered over one of the two meters tall candy houses.
"Kupo what where you think—"
FWOOSH.
There was a sudden explosion of fire and ice engulfing one of the houses, sending ice cream and roasted marshmallows flying like shrapnel and soon not a piece of the candy house left standing.
"Awawawawakupo!!" Moop nearly had a heart attack.
His eyes soon found their way to a very enraged, now not so angelical girl with a big bird feet mark red on her face.
"You accursed, noise blabbering, oxygen wasting cauldron sacks of ingredients!!"
"Y-y-you tried to trick us kupo!"
"Damn right I did!"
"You're evil kupo!"
"You're damn right I am!"
"How could you kupo!?"
"I'll make a pair of slippers out of you! The bird I'll fry and feed to my cookies and the other's I'll turn even their guts into spell components!"
"Holy kupo! That's a witch! That's a real witch right there kupo!"
"And I'll show you what happens when you mess with one!!"
With a big teeth gritting smile the witch materialized a floating cauldron and pulled out a vial of pink liquid, spilling a drop over the concoction before changing her mind and dropping the whole vial over the cauldron.
Her veil flew upwards as a pillar of foul light shines out the cauldron and tainted the ceiling of the tunnel in dark magic.
Out the ceiling magic seal began falling sugary gingerbread men and the foul light began to affect the mascots.
"Ku.. hmm! I hmm…!" Moop soon found himself under the effects of Silence and Bergamo fell asleep.
The falling gingerbread man pulled out each a candy cane, ranging from pointed ends to nails attached minty bat and swung at the mascots.
"Ah ha ha ha ha! Trounce them like voodoo dolls my Cookies!"
"Kweehhh!!" Pomelo was quick to jump out of the way before the candy men hit ground, taking with him his three friends sat on his back.
Oroblanco the cactuar reached into its pouch and pulls out a bottle of Smelling Salts and one Echo Herbs, curing the Sleep and Silence status from his companions.
"Hmm hmm… kupo! I can talk, I can talk again kupo! Everyone ready for battle— this witch is crazy kupo!"
The four friends soon brought up their instruments and Pomelo took on a battle stance while the gingerbread men raised their weapons and charged at the mascots.
"We need to do the Moogly Mixtape hurry kupo!" Under the direction of their leader Moop, the four mascots prepared to buff their attributes through magic.
Shiny magical musical notes flew out as the troupe played their instruments, but such magic was soon shattered and rendered meaningless.
"Hindering Chant." The malicious witch hijacked their magic and erased it completely.
Leaving the mascots at the mercy of the merry and demonic gingerbread men.
"L-look out kupo!"
One of the bipedal cookies launched itself in thrust with a minty cane and Pomelo delivered a chocobo kick that crumbled the monster after sidestepping the pointy cane.
Moop took cover behind the others and began casting wind magic meanwhile the cookies closed in from the front and the sides.
"Did you believed when I said you where cute? I used to gut all your plushy dolls when I was a little girl! Today I'm living my childhood dream and slaughtering you overrated mascots like the filthy maggots you are!"
"Kupo!! This girl is crazy kupo!!"
Another kick torn a sugary head apart, tenth needles dug into another gingerbread man from Oroblanco's attack, a cookie man got crunched under a chocobo stomp and another was sent flying past Kryla when Pomelo kicked it.
"Y-you may be scary but we won't go down without a fight kupo! T-this wind spell should stop you—"
"Spell Breaker."
"Kupo!! I didn't even have time to finish casting kupo!!"
"Mwuahahaha! Squeal and witness what a real wind spell looks like!"
The floating cauldron brew started to change colors and Kryla scooped the foul brew with a vial. Pomelo had just finished tearing a gingerbread man with its beak when the sugary monster got called by its malignant mother.
"Oh Cookies! Hug formation!" The witch commanded with a cutesy wink.
In horror of the melodic mascots, the gingerbread men took on the pointy minty candy and impaled themselves with them, turning into spiked cookie monsters.
"Did you know I used this on children before? Jinx – Cycloseismic Brew." With glee, the witch tossed the vial across the air.
Upon impact formed a mint-scented wind vacuum with the power of a tornado, and out the ground shoot chocolate spikes that pierced and logged into the gingerbread men, who went on to stretch their sugary limbs into a welcoming deadly hug.
"K-kupo!! I'm getting dragged!! Help kupo!!"
"Kweehhhh!!"
Pomelo beats his wings with desperation as it tries to escape the powerful vacuum, managing only a foot gain in distance whereas the gingerbread men crumbled into a spiked ball of sugary demise along the pastry houses, the boreal waters and the creamy snow that Kryla had conjured inside the tunnel.
Shifting into a diabetic nightmare of skewering death.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssssss!! The death mascot is best mascot…! I'm putting that on a robe!"
Out the vacuum mindlessly reached the gingerbread men like bloodthirsty horrors seeking prey to skewers into their candy blender. Moop felt his fur puff just by looking at it alone.
"Kweeehhhh!!"
"Hold on Pomelo kupo!!"
Oroblanco, Moop and Bergamo held with all their might at their feathered friend, the only one strong enough to escape the vacuum.
"Fight on Pomelo kupo! There's still hope—"
"Eyes of Argus." The witch hexes. "Oh I'm sorry, there was what now again?"
A pair of monstrous eyes cast their gaze over the melodic mascots and substantially weakens them. Reducing Pomelo from the strength of a mighty adult chocobo to that of a newborn chick.
"Ohhh nooooooo kupo!!" Cried the poor moogle as he and his friends got swallowed by the candy blender.
Their cries echoed inside the tunnel as candy canes tore at the skin and drew blood, earning hearty wheeze from the witch who found their demise hilarious.
Suddenly there was a ding rippling through the air. It came from the musical triangle of Bergamo the tonberry, who had been storing enmity towards the way its friends had been treated, and discharged everything he had into an ethereal flame at the candy blender, blowing it up with a loud bang, smearing cream over the walls and Kryla herself.
"Ugh!!"
The witch was washed away under a wave of creamy sugar and rolled back a few meters, ending on the ground by her face and knees with her butt raised and cream in her mouth.
"Gah! You windbags little…"
Following on the chain from Bergamo came Oroblanco the cactuar, who flipped in the air and kicked Kryla's butt airborne before using Thousand Needles.
"Oucha eeekk!!!"
Finally came Pomelo himself, soaring across the air with cuts and tears over his feathery plumage, and a spinning chocobo kick he logged into Kryla's stomach as she spins across the air.
"Guhack!!!"
The witch was sent flying, rolling over the cream smeared floor of the tunnel before coming to an abrupt end with a pile of gingerbread crumbs.
The tunnel now becoming silent, to the trepidation of the four mascots, but it soon became apparent why. Kryla wasn't getting up to fight anymore.
"Kweeehh!!"
"You did it kupo! You guys did it! We did it, we defeated the evil witch kupo!" The magical fairy tail creatures sing a lovely song to go with their victory dance.
Mighty as the Winter Witch might be, her real strength lies in her immense magic and sorcery arsenal she'd accrued over the millennia and the strength of her Cookie Legion.
For those who cheat, lie, trick and laze their way to victory from their lairs, will never grow strong like those who face their challenges head on.
"Holy— that was scary kupo…! Quick! We must find her and bind her before she recovers kupo!" Moop urged.
The melodic mascots agreed and rushed towards the gingerbread crumbs pile, only to turn it on its head and find no one underneath.
"N-no way kupo! The witch has escaped kupo!"
Alarmed, the four mascots began to inspect their surroundings fearing a counter attack, an ambush carefully laid by the nefarious witch, but in doing so they failed to notice the sugary trail that was cutting its way across the tunnel.
Like a shark underwater, Kryla made her way past the door and headed in the same direction as Esther had before.
Too much time had been wasted fooling around, and thought she would like to carry on a bloody vengeance, more pressing matters await. She'll have plenty of time to sic Karten on them later for what they did to her.
"Ouch!" Though right now, she cries in rage and frustration as she removed a needle at a time.
Part 9
The door of a large room came open with a bang. Inside walked a bunny girl wrapped in a large mantle.
The room before her held a computer terminal and several generators roaring from working at full capacity, accompanied by numerous cables all conducting towards a platform.
Esther walks as the room becomes clearer and the brightness begins to hurt her eyes.
Inside the platform works an intricate cage of mechanical and magical wonders, straining and short circuiting as it holds a mighty creature inside.
The sigh causes Esther to gasp, before her lies an otherworldly creature with the power to end the world by itself.
She had finally found it.
"The Lightning Tyrant. Tel-Fulsanis…" She whispered her thoughts.
The Lightning Tyrant appeared to be in a state of coma. It's cage binding it in chains and a force field.
The aberration had dark grayish skin with pointy ears, earrings and a necklace of large fangs, two red horns sticking backwards towards its spiky white hair, behind its back several bat wings with horns coming out of them, red abdominal skin trailing downwards wherein appears to have been ripped apart from its lower body, and three blue gens encrusted over his torso.
Esther observed as the cage that binds it suddenly discharged a tremendous blast of energy towards Tel-Fulsanis, causing it to jolt slightly.
"Amazing creature, isn't he?" A voice suddenly calls to Esther.
She followed the voice to find the man Wilbert had warned her so much about.
"The bunny girl from the party? Is this the best the forces of Aldore and Hess can muster?" Sigma was astounded.
He expected some foolhardy hero to try and stop him, but the person before him was not who he was expecting.
"Hey! I'm not alone here, and yes, we are the best of the very best!"
Esther remarks drew laughter from Sigma, who've been observing her silently ever since she entered the room.
"Tell me then, little rabbit, what do you think it's about to happen here today?" Sigma asked.
His plans so close to fruition he could hardly contain his desire to gloat.
Esther loaded a punch but reigns in the desire.
This was why, she thought for a second. The reason why nobody takes interest in her besides the few horny degenerates.
The second a punchable evildoer rears it face, she decks him and game over. The least she could do is play along for a little bit before she starts throwing hands. Maybe she'll hear something useful.
"Oh I know what you're doing alright! You're going to release that big mean monster to sow chaos and destruction because that's what you people always do!" She accused.
Easy deduction for the Sherlock Bunny. Perhaps she could solve a few mystery cases in hopes of diversifying her legend portfolio, she thought.
But her deductions only drew laugher and mockery from Sigma.
"Mwuahahaha! Is that it? Is that all you can think when you see this…? Come little rabbit, take a closer look at that cage he's in." Sigma clues.
One of the generators in the room roared and discharged a blast of energy towards the cage. Causing a minimalistic response from the otherworldly creature, but one all too clear for Esther to see this time around.
"It's in pain… that cage he's in, it's not just holding him down… it's killing him…!" Her confusion only grew.
"But of course!" Sigma told. "What could we gain from releasing this moribund creature out into the world as its? Even if it could recover, it was already defeated by the kings of Aldore and Hess, along with help from their legendary Vision magic. Its rampaging nature would never permit it to grow back to its full power. It would be found out sooner, and those bastard kings already know how to deal with it. It would be a waste to simply set him free. That's why I deviced this machine to kill it!"
"What!? No way! Then that means, you're not one of the evildoers, you're one of the good guys!"
"No, I'm evil."
"Oh…"
"… You really aren't the brightest tool in the shed, are you?"
"Hey! I take offense with that you know!" Esther snapped, really holding back her decking necessities.
Sigma steps down the set of stairs leading into the computer terminal and stands just a few feet from the unarmed Esther.
"You see, little rabbit. This kingdom was once an empire. A marvelous land where only the strong thrive and the rest caved under our heel. But one day the ones under the heel went and rebelled, bringing with them an end to that perfect world. Their numbers too many for us to hold them back…" Sigma sight then turns towards the Lightning Tyrant.
Unbeknownst to them both, far out towards the frame of the door stood a certain witch, listening attentively to everything they said and sobbing slightly as she pulls out a needle.
"Then this creature descended, as if divine punishment for having dared stood against their ruler's. It came out of a portal and nearly obliterates all in its rampage… Had it been not stopped it would've destroyed the world, and yet something became abundantly clear on that fateful day. We don't need everyone."
From inside the cage, the Lightning Tyrant began regaining its senses, drawn towards the intruder concealed behind the door. One of the deplorable beings it had fought with before, drawing its ire by her presence alone, but it was soon blasted under an electric current and fell unresponsive again.
"Hahaha, amazing isn't it? Even in the state we found it and being hooked to a device specially designed to kill it, it's still holding on like this… but his time is near. Mwuahahaha!"
Once in Paladia lived an emperor who wished for eternal solitude. To wipe all life in the planet and remain the only undisputed ruler, with no one but himself left behind.
"His majesty wasn't entirely wrong. There's too many of you lowlifes walking around the world these days. So much that you rebelled, and overcame your rulers. Overcame us!" Magical aura flared around the enraged Sigma with lustrous ferocity.
The power alone caused the room to shake slightly, and dust started falling from the ceiling.
"But that's not a problem anymore. This failure Tyrant will meet its end within the hour, and once he does our problems will simply be annihilated away. I have made sure of it myself." Then his gaze fell on the Precursor of the Storm.
Humidity in the air began forming into water droplets and like orbs, orbited around Sigma before merging with his earth magic and turning into a nigh impenetrable armor of dual element with viscous yet steel durability.
"Be my guest now little rabbit. Help me blow up some steam while I await the birth of a new world. One left for only myself and the chosen few. Now face me! Before you stands Sigma of the Aldore Undercover Corps! Rival of the Aldore Order and code name the Shadow of Transmutation! In my hand I hold the power to redesign your meaty husk into whatever brutal shape I wish with but a mere thought—BUAHAGAHHH!!!" Sigma got punched.
His magical armor shattered like glass and the Shadow of Transmutation crashed on the wall with a heavy tremor. Burying on the wall from head to waist with just a single punch.
The bunny girl then dusted her hands with an eye roll at her enemy durability.
"Though that guy would never shut up. All I need is to change this guy from his cage to another until I can figure out a safe way to slay it… That's what I need to do right…?" The bunny questions.
Her neurons working overtime to overcome buffering.
"Yeah, I'm sure that's it. That hooded guy said in order for his plan to work, Tel-Fulsanis needed to die. I'll just get the others down here to help me and evacuate the guests now that I found what we where looking for."
With her mind made up, the Precursor of the Storm carry's the unconscious body of Sigma and began heading past the door.
And strangely enough, as she walked out she could swear that the trail of sugar before her eyes wasn't there before.
