"And stay out!" Isuka said, promptly shutting the door on Kiris and Night. "I'm not joining your little gang of concubines!"

"But it would be fun!" Kiris said, knocking on the door again. "You, me, me again, Headen, and Night! We can be the fantastic four!"

"Absolutely not!" Isuka said, walking away. Her heavy footsteps echoed across the empty library, the sunlight appearing as divided squares across the floor and the repaired shelves. After everything that happened in the last few weeks, the last thing she wanted was to get into more drama. Especially lewd drama.

Although…at last…at last, at last!

Virto and Lao had moved the portal away for good. Alana had healed and taken her cubs back with her home. Kiris, Siris, Viris; whatever she was called now was off with her dragon mate, hopefully, and probably forever. She didn't wake up in cold sweats after long nights (at the low low cost of a tad bit of freedom and a metaphorical collar). Furthermore, she had finally gone in and confronted her fears and dreadful dream head-on.

All that was left for her was to reflect and let the feeling of bliss soak in. The more she thought about it, the more she was giddy with excitement. She could read to her heart's content! She could improve this coffee thing (she wanted it to be more than that silly tech Virto whined and bored her about) and create blends unheard of. She could do whatever she wanted! It was just her, and her alone.

"H-hi honey," A shorter man said, waiting for her on her bed. She smiled and waved back, politely sitting next to him.

That's right, I had a husband now.

"Hi Keita," Isuka said kissing him on the cheek. Keita smiled and kissed her back, blushing more in an instant than she could in a moment. "I didn't wake you did I?"

"It's alright, I'm used to getting up early," he said. "Is it time yet?"

"I don't know," Isuka said, running her hand along the bedsheet. "We have only been together for a few moons…I don't want to lose that."

"Is your past that dark?" Keita said with his brown eyes. He brushed aside the hair out of his face, scooting closer to Isuka. Isuka looked down at her knees, not sure how to answer his question. "It's…it's dark and brooding to me."

"I don't want to hurt you then." He put his hand over hers. "We can just try your coffee maker."

Minutes later Keita and Isuka were enjoying their first blend together, Keita resting against Isuka's chest while he drank. Keita stared up at the ceiling, seeing the stray strands of Isuka's hair just nudge themselves into his vision.

"I think I'm ready now," Isuka announced, putting down her cup. "I don't know what it is about this coffee…but it makes me feel calmer."

"I thought coffee was supposed to wake you up," Keita said.

"I believe so. Maybe it is the blend. But I want to tell you the story now." Keita sat up, turning around to face Isuka. His face was alot more attentive and his eyes were locked to her beautiful face. "About your past?"

Isuka nodded, shyly grabbing onto Keita's hand. "It all started when I heard about the Wandering Scholar…"

A slender, pink-haired adventurer girl snuck around the bushes, slowly closing in on a convoy that was making its way across the western coast. She had been following them for days now, clutching a satchel that only had a near-empty book and a few fruits to keep her spirits up.

After much planning, she decided to finally go out and chase her dreams of becoming the next Wandering Scholar. She wanted to explore the world, make friends along the way, and soak up every book she could get her nimble little hands on.

Basically, to be even more of a bookworm than she already was.

So far, she had already raided her local library and the schoolhouse down the road from her house. However, it was far from being good enough to satisfy her drive. Besides, she couldn't feel like she did anything other than borrow books.

"Do you hear anything?" One of the dark elves she was following said. The other shook her head, eliciting a facepalm from the first. "Do you ever hear anything?"

"You know I was born with a disease in my ear…"

"You're right, you are right," the first one said. "But I just keep hearing rustling, like the bush behind us is always having the willies."

"We do have large ears," the second one said, not paying much care to it. "Maybe we are just hearing things."

"Or maybe there is someone behind the bush." Isuka, overhearing the conversation, ducked her head down, being as still as she could. She could still hear footsteps approaching her hiding spot. She hoped no one would notice how the bush seemed like it was storing a full body inside.

"What do you see?"

"I don't know, it seems like a purple pointy hat poking out of the bush," was the attentive response.

Well shit.

"I think we should pull the hat."

Well shit.

"No! Hats are inanimate. We should hit it with a whip, I'm sure it would be fine~"

Well shit.

Isuka hurried and took out one of the few spells she had acquired so far, a nifty freeze spell that only needed a bit of the little spirit energy she already had. When a hand reached into the bush it was promptly frozen. "Ow!" The dark elf cried as she took out her hand, holding up a hand that was quickly turning blue from the frost. "That twerp gave me frostbite!" Isuka quickly jumped from the bush, getting a carriage's length away before a comically long whip shot out beside her. It recoiled and wrapped around her body, its jeweled end thwacking against her behind as it finished tying her up like a cowgirl's dingo. "Ow!"

"I caught another one!" The second dark elf said while the first walked after her groaning. "What should we do with her?"

"I don't care! Just make sure her butt ends up red by the end of it!" The elf holding the whip's handle looked back at Isuka, watching her helplessly squirm within the bondage. She circled her slowly, coming up to shove her face right in front of Isuka's. Isuka could feel the heat rubbing off of her, watching her lick her lips as an idea came on how to torture her. "I know exactly what to do with her~" She said. "How good are you with pain, girl?"

"I would prefer a pat on the head…youch!" She was slapped silent, falling on the ground with nothing to break her fall. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she heard her assailant chuckle, standing back up to raise her foot right over Isuka's face. "W-what are you going to do with me?" She asked, turning her head away from the impending soul that hung over her nose.

"You're asking the wrong person, but if I had to place a bet…" she started. "You won't be needing any clothes or magic where you're going. Sleep well pig-to-be. You're going to love it~"

STOMP.

Isuka's vision was blurrier than smeared watercolor. She felt the cold wooden walls that she rested on, the cool floors, and the drafty air in them as her legs were limp on the floor. She rubbed her eyes, but for the longest time, nothing seemed to make the blotches of black and brown unblur. Am…am I dead? She wondered, lifting her hand. It ached like a kid's knee that hit the ground, being a burden to extend and move around her. For some reason, a foot scooted her hand back towards her body, her chin grabbed as lifted upward.

"Please stop grabbing my jaw…" she whined to, particularly no one. A finger prodded between her lips, wanted them to open. She felt latex wiggle and push against her sore mouth.

"The lower half of the face has the most purchase. Open your mouth."

"Why would I open my mouth to a stranger?" Isuka said through pressed lips. She didn't hear a response, but her mouth was pried open anyways. A vial was stuffed passed her lips, the goopy concoction inside dripping without much resistance down her throat. She could taste the salt from her own blood as she drank, the potion running over her cut lip burning. Isuka coughed as the vial was removed, the pain leaving her body and her vision unblurring. She could see she was in an alchemist's playground now. The light from the outside was blocked off, leaving only a low burning fire that barely reach her wall. Dozens, maybe hundreds, of bottles were sitting on shelves hanging from the ceiling. There were only two tables - one with straps (hopefully not for her) and one where a dark elf was busy pouring another concoction into a slightly different bottle. Her shiny silver curls and sienna skin looked warmer in the orange light, her gold-orange eyes indifferently looking at the table. Her body was concealed with a caped robe, covered in variously-sized stains akin to bleach.

"The potion is a short boost of energy," she said, already capping off the next one. "I need you awake so your body can properly fight off the right amount."

"Well, I know an ice spell!" Isuka proclaimed, using her energy to quickly grab her book. The dark elf shrugged unbothered, walking to one of the potions on display and breaking it over her head. "Huh?" Isuka said, stopping her page-flipping as the elf walked right in front of her, cocking an eyebrow as red ooze dripped down her body and clothes. "Well? Where is the spell?"

"U-um…ice spell!" Isuka touched the elf's chest. The freezing effect spread slowly over the elf's torso, the elf tapping her foot until she saw the tiny wave stop at her shoulder. "Are you done?" She asked out of boredom. The human nodded. "Good," she confirmed, shrugging the ice off as if it was another layer of clothing. "That was the weakest stretch of resistance I have ever seen."

"Well I just started…"

"And now it has ended. You might as well throw away any journey you had planned for yourself," she said, picking up the concoction she was working on. "Soon, you will be nothing more than a mindless pig girl being fucked by the rest of our tribe."

"Oh dear…"

"Or you would just be a pig. Not that your fate would change though." The elf seemed to want to hurl, her words lingering behind like rotten fruit.

"Well I'm not drinking it!"

"I know you're not," the elf said, tossing the bottle back and forth. "I can just throw this at you and get it done without any effort."

"But-"

"Get it through your skull, you can't change anything." She said, suddenly snapping. Her grip went vice, almost threatening to break the bottle in her hand. "It's just how it works, alright!?" Isuka's mouth closed. She instead feebly nodded, clutching her satchel as she sat back down against the wall.

"Good. Now please just drink this so I don't have to clean the glass and blood after…" Her ears wiggled as she heard a commotion going on outside, opening the door a smidgen to peek through. She looked back at Isuka, watching her cower in her spot. "Come, you might as well see this," she said, motioning the apprehensive girl over. Isuka looked from under the elf's head, watching five other elves laugh and jest with each other as they toyed with a man they had hogtied around his back. His eyes wore the scar of dejection, already broken before he had fully gotten into their realm.

"That looks so cruel…"

"This is just a normal day," she said. "I would love to join in, but…it's too much now, ever since I became an alchemist. Seeing all the faces of the people I have gotten requested to turn and corrupt, it has given me a new view on it all. Is that all people see with us, just fear and horror?" Isuka didn't answer that, seeing the elf look down on her with a grimace. To the dark elf, she didn't need to; her avoidance spoke for her. "Right…"

"If you don't like it, why not just stop it?"

"And face every dark elf in the vicinity? Not after what happened to the last alchemist…" The elf closed the door back, picking the bottle back up. "I am sorry, human, but neither of us can do anything." She gave Isuka the bottle, waiting for her to drink it. Isuka looked at it before shoving it back into the elf's arms. "No, I will not go out like this!"

"You are really going to make me throw this potion…"

"I mean we can do this together!" Isuka said. "We can't do it alone, but together, we can stop the kidnappings!"

"To…gether? A dark elf and a human working side by side?"

Isuka nodded enthusiastically. "Maybe I can even learn some spells in the process!"

"It certainly beats turning you if you could become more useful." The dark elf scratched her cheek, not needing too much time to decide. "Fine then, but if you are caught, I won't help you." The elf extended a potion-free hand down to Isuka. "Headen Dar Cora."

"Isuka Brewa," she said back, shaking the hand. "World-Class extraordinary and mana user!"

"You are loud for being in enemy territory," Headen said. "Even as is, you think you can survive long enough to hold such a title for real?"

"Mmm!"

Headen shook her head in disbelief. "It is settled then, I'll explain everything until nightfall." She pushed Isuka deeper inside and sat her back down on the ground as she went around her shop. "You should know that my words will get very graphic, but it is imperative you understand what you're getting into."

"I'm sure it would be fine," Isuka said. Headen shrugged. "Fine then, I guess I would start with the group's original members…"

"...And because of that, we have been at war ever since," Headen finished off. "To conclude, the Asseto and Betire clans have been speaking of more war, and more war means more prisoners taken under our roofs, even if those prisoners are not related to our squabble."

"Can't you just run away if you hate this feud so much?" Isuka asked, standing over a cauldron. While Headen had her here, she was told to constantly stir the cauldron of ingredients. Her arms started to feel sore, but as long as she stayed focus she could keep her arms from stopping and messing up her spell.

"Running is something an elf would do," Headen said, tossing some more glowing mushrooms into the cauldron. "To hide themselves away in a realm that is only accessible from insiders. I can't do that in good consciousness! I would be only saving myself…"

"But an entire war? Stopped with just two people?"

"Yes," Headen said. "After all, we can do anything together, right?" She continued, half-mockingly.

"Right…" Isuka was regretting her decision for a moment. She had said some things only to save herself from being turned into a pig, but now she was dragging herself into a war. The green hue of their potion shaded their body, becoming the brightest thing in the room. Isuka could hear crickets as Headen took a ladle, dipping it inside the bowl to check its consistency. "Stop!" she yelled. The shout sent shivers up Isuka's spine, freezing her stirring arms in place.

"I-Is it going to explode!?"

"No," Headen said, lifting the ladle. She saw the green mixture ooze back into the cauldron-like tomato paste, dropping down in globs with a splash. "The mixture is finished."

"Are we going to take this entire cauldron?"

"We are going to pack it all into throwing potions," Headen said. "We will need it for when we challenge the leader of the Asseto."

"Challenge?" Isuka asked. "Is it hopefully a game of quidditch?"

"What is-" Headen shook her head, handing a potion to Isuka. "It is a duel! We have to defeat the leader in a duel to take control of the clan. It's the only way we can bring the kingdom together afterward."

"Oh," Isuka said. She was then handed her satchel, filled with even more of the same green potions.

"On sunrise, I'll take you over to the Colosseum," Headen said. "I'll make the challenge, and then once it has begun, throw as many potions as you can then run."

"If you say so," Isuka said, putting the strap on her shoulder. Another dawn and day passed over them, Isuka hiding out inside of the shop while Headen brought her (hopefully safe) food to eat. Isuka raised a fork, seeing the red parts of the stew eerily hang on like melted cheese. "W-what is this?"

"Melted tomato."

"EW!" Isuka threw the fork away, the tomato clanking off the wall in a mess of blotches and spots. "I thought dark elves were-"

"Were what?" Headen said, raising an eyebrow. Isuka closed her yapper, waiting for Headen to disengage, to no avail. "Come on now," she said menacingly, narrowing her gaze. "You are not the first. What were- no, what are we like?"

"...I, I don't like the tomatoes," Isuka said. Headen folded her arms and turned around pouting. "Fine then! Eat food from the better elves like everyone else!" Disgust coated Headen's words like a thick slab of butter.

"I didn't mean it like that! I-i'm sorry…"

"I bet you are. Everyone who drinks our orange juice is, too. What is wrong with adding carbon to drinks! It gives it a kick!"

By the time Headen had finished ranting about how the carbonation of various beverages was the future of edible goods and everyone was not taking dark elf inventions seriously, the time for the challenge had drawn nigh. Isuka put on Headen's hood, following behind Headen. No one seemed to pay mind to her thankfully, infatuated with their own matters at hand. They walked unobstructed to the city center, where Headen suddenly took a sharp turn to the left. Isuka quickly caught up, looking around as fewer and fewer people were around. "Where are we going?" Isuka asked.

"That is a dumb question, but there." Headen pointed towards the open colosseum, with crisscrossing wooden support keeping the audience seats up. They couldn't see inside, but Isuka discovered that there was no need to. Headen went under one of the supports and pulled Isuka in. Crouching down so that they could venture farther under the structure. "Do you have the potions in your satchel?"

"Mmm!" Isuka opened her bag, showing the green glow before closing it back.

"Then stay here. When I give the signal, throw them into the queen!"

"What signal?" Isuka said, Headen started to get up. She grabbed her leg before Headen could fully get out. "Wait, what signal do you mean?"

"Don't worry, I'll make it really obvious," Headen said in a hurry. Isuka stopped her one more, catching an eye roll from Headen as she turned back anxiously. "What?"

"Wait! But if I don't know…" Headen closed her eyes and put up her pinkie like an aristocrat. "I'll do this."

"Right! No dark elf would ever do that!" Isuka said, hitting her fist in her palm impressed. "That's brilliant!" Headen stared back unamused, letting the silence speak for itself until Isuka realized what she had said again. "I…did it again, didn't I?"

"This didn't bother me when I was just a mere potion maker," Headen said, getting out from under the support beams. She started to walk back, beginning to put her hair in a ponytail. "Remember the signal!"

"I-I will!" Isuka nodded, settling back into the underside of the seats. She waited for something else to happen once Headen was out of her line of sight, but no one else came to see what was going on under the bleachers. She didn't know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, and for the next few hours she was bored out of her mind. She made icicles to pass the time, adding to her dog-sized (and continuously melting) pile with another octahedron (she was up to 8 sides, going for 10 now) before hearing voices slowly start to feel the space bounce above her. It was faint, few, and far between, but soon she picked up on what her ears were sensing. People were stepping and sitting over her and the other sections of the Colosseum. Isuka moved around before she found a good slot between seats to peek through, seeing three people eventually move into her view of the center stage.

The first was definitely Headen. Headen's attire looked different, wearing a simple wrap across her waist and breasts. Isuka could see the golden bracelets around her ankles, and the single black leg sleeve that went up her right leg. To her opposite was a figure larger than anyone she had seen before, seeming to tower close to 7 feet. She wore the same attire, but with golden jewelry adorning her ears and neck. Neither of them adorned weapons, staring at both of them was a third, fully dressed, dark elf who came up with a cone in hand. "Welcome all and everyone!" she said, her voice booming through the acoustic microphone. "Alchemist Headen has challenged our leader for the title of queen! They shall duel in this center with nothing but their bodies and the heads on their shoulders. Last one to be standing wins!" She then backed out from the combatants, the audience roaring with approval above Isuka as the duel began to commence. Isuka reached into her satchel, looking around for a good place to throw.

As she looked for a good spot to make her throwing hole, Headen and the Queen began to go at it. She could barely see strips of their bodies grappling while moving, but by the crowd above the Queen seemed to be winning. Each step terrified Isuka, vibrating the beams and seats to the point where she was scared that someone would suddenly fall below and her cover would be blown. She finally found somewhere that seemed quiet and began to freeze it, hoping Headen noticed from the outside a bluing area about to be punched through.

She punched a hole, screaming into her clothes as her knuckles burned and ached. I can see now, she told herself as took a look at the action. Headen looked to be near losing, on her knees and hands while the Queen over her was holding her in a rear-naked choke from above. Their bodies were all oiled up, the Queen's bicep shining in the sun as she squeezed it against Headen's Larynx. Headen was doing all she can to slip out, her struggles being drowned out by the cheers from the audience.

"It looks like the challenger may be done for!" The announcer elf claimed. "Who knows why she did it, but who cares!? We get to see another relieving ladies!"

"She doesn't see me," Isuka said, taking out a bottle anyways. She froze it and widened the hole, pulling frantically against the wood until she chipped off a hole large enough for her waist. "HEEEAAADEEEN!" She yelled, poking her body through to the shock of everyone that laid eyes on her. Headen's head darted up, seeing Isuka freeze off elves as she pulled herself through. The last thing she wanted was for her partner in crime to get caught, and now in her fading breath, she saw Isuka hop the stands and run onto the stage, ready to lob a frozen potion to her…

Wait, She was throwing!

"You dare try to cheat against me!?" The Queen said, tightening her grip. "I thought you would go out honorably, but for this, I will have you punished severely!"

"Punish this!" The alchemist screeched with dying breath. Headen squirmed deeper into the armbar, confusing the leader for a second before she heard the frozen green potion bomb dropping on her. She realized with horror that Headen had turned her into a turtle shell, the frozen potion breaking against her back as green sludge slowly spread and dripped off her back. The rest of the potions didn't hit her as gracefully, beelining at the Queen's head to shatter whenever Isuka wasn't distracted. "Gah!"

Her face and body got cut with glass as she was hit, accelerating the effects of the portion tenfold. Headen was no longer being cut off from air and was just resting under her while she weakly tried to flex her arms back around her neck. "G-guards…"

"I think they are a bit busy at the moment," Headen said, feeling feathers start to rub against her sweaty skin. "And I think you need some time to yourself as well."

"No, no!" The leader cried. Headen slipped off and looked at Isuka with relief, her eyes widening as one last potion careened toward her. "Hey!" she said annoyed, snatching the potion with one hand out of the air.

"Sorry!" Isuka cried before lobbing another toward another advancing dark elf. "You two just looked the same to me!" Headen lost her focus on everything else at that moment, corking option her potion and walking directly to Isuka. Isuka looked around, realizing what she had said once more. "I mean that, you two were all meshed around with each other and tussling on the ground and there was oil and-oh dear you grabbed my hand." Isuka watched tentatively as Headen yanked her arm up, the dark elf pouring a drop of the green ooze onto her wrist, a single feather popping up through her skin.

"Ooooo," said an intrigued Isuka, until Headen harshly plucked the feather from her hand. "Ow!"

"That was for saying that rude comment," Headen said, dropping the feather. "The green potion turns whoever it hits into harpies."

"Of course, then you can fight someone as light as a harpy!" Isuka looked around, noticing feathers starting to appear on everyone else that was hit. Their feet only grew longer nails, but their arms fully turned into wings and their bodies grew feathers all over. They crumbled to the ground, falling unusually slow as their bodies slowly hollowed out to match their new characteristics. The queen was beyond worse, her body slowly transforming into a large bird. She squawked at Headen and Isuka, crying foul as she lost any semblance of speech. "Quarter!" she squeaked, her mouth turning to a beak. "Draw and quarter them! Squak! Do not let them win!" At her command, more, adeptly equipped elves came to the stage, aiming their weapons at the duo as they closed in.

"We aren't going to make it out alive! Arrgh!" Headen said, hitting herself in the head. "This is why I needed you to stay hidden! I knew she might pull something like this and-"

"Well I am not letting you die, or be turned into a horrifying toilet!" Isuka cried. Her eyes wandered as she quickly thought up a solution, Headen too blinded with worry to think straight. "BUT HOW WOULD WE-"

"Before we spend time letting them come to us, I figured it out," Isuka cut off. Her words got faster as she took out more green potions. "When I was throwing the potions that I froze, they had a bit of powder to the explosion. If I can do it betterthenwecancoverournosesandgetoutofherebut-"

"You don't have enough power to freeze them all the way?" Headen finished, grabbing Isuka's hand. Hearing the words flow out of her eased her a bit. She quickly grabbed Isuka's hand and stuffed a blue potion from the bag between Isuka's fingers, adding a bit of her mana to freeze both of them further.

"A freeze potion!" Isuka said. Headen then tore off the wrap around her breasts, tearing it in half and wrapping around both their mouths and noses. With the elves about to attack, Isuka threw down the potions and held on to Headen tight.

The entire stage went up in a cloud of bluish-green smoke, the potions flash froze hard enough to turn into an air-born powder. Everyone in the colosseum began coughing, the guards falling to the ground as the dusty potion turned back to a sleet-like ooze in their throats and on their skin. Out of the chaos came Isuka, rushing Headen out and falling onto the grass. Anyone willing to go into the fight was now stuck to their seats, lest they risk becoming a harpy like the unfortunate souls below.

The entire arena was silent, watching the two be the only ones to escape harpy-fication. Headen leaned and rested on Isuka's shoulders, her body beginning to sore from the wrestling she had to endure before. "I…I do not believe it!" the announcer elf interjected, breaking the silence after hiding off to the side for so long. "The challenger, cough,…the challenger won!"

"My people!" Headen yelled, her voice still booming when her body was weak. "Your leader is no more! She has been vanquished. I am Headen Dar Cora Asseto, and I am your new leader!" The crowd cheered, seeming to disregard the fallout from the battle to celebrate their underdog victor. "And this woman is my second in command!" Headen raised Isuka's hand, garnering more applause, to Isuka's surprise. Isuka looked to Headen, getting a tired but endearing smile back to her. "We did this together, right?"

A tear went down Isuka's eye, finally relieved after a long, tense day. She hugged Headen close, catching the dark elf off guard before getting her hug back. "Yes, yes we did."

The clean-up seemed to take forever. Headen told everyone that since the potion was spread out in a cloud of frozen powder, the effects would be spread out across everyone. Then there was the hole in the seating to deal with. Isuka was sent with an escort to fix her problem, being given nothing but some nails, some glue, and some wood to get it done. Headen personally attended to the harpies that Isuka directly hit, sending them on their way with a potion to turn them back after a few days.

However, there was one that wouldn't seem to return to normal, no matter how much was tried…

"Argh!" A shorter elf stomped around in frustration while the former leader paid no mind. She ate her bread, having to use all her strength just to hold the loaf between her flimsy, flight-tailored wings. She was no longer a bird, but she looked to be a harpy forever, with bird feet and eyes, and barely enough wing grip to hold a small brick, let alone a serious tool.

"It's not fair!" said the younger elf, her hair bouncing around as she pouted all over the place. "She cheated! She brought potions to transform you!"

"Let it go, Lesi," the ex-queen said, munching on another piece of her bread. "You should have seen what I did to get to power. There is no cheating in a challenge, as we have no rule other than to submit your foe."

"But it's still frustrating! You're stuck as this bird thing forever mother!"

"I will rather be left like this with my mind intact than turned into one of those pig servants I turned the other challengers into," she said. "I'm just as upset as you, but the battle is done. We can't overturn anything."

"But-"

"However," she said, wanting to continue. "If you really want to fight back, you can be the next one to challenge her. And if I were you, I would go for the human first."

"The nerdy one with the glasses?" The dark-elven daughter asked. "But she's human!"

"Queen Headen cares about this 'Isuka'. It is a weakness, whether she's a threat or not." The queen beckoned her daughter over, patting her on the head. "It would make me very happy, if Isuka the human was gone. Forever. Do you understand, Lesi?" The gears in her daughter's head started turning. An evil grimace formed on her face as she now had a plan, hugging her mother one last time. "Yes, mother~ I shall get rid of this human, and end Headen's short reign once and for all~"