"And like that, Sir Gilthunder was left in the northern mountains."
Two guards in Baste Prison were keeping their post in their insufferably hot suits of armor with the only thing keeping them company was each other, the occasional sounds from the prisoners...and the usual few quips from Estarossa. "That's insane...Did he run into some sort of mage or a sorcerer?" The guard on the right said. "That or every random guy can just suddenly rack up the magical ability to teleport random schmucks. I'd try it but my hands are a little tied." Estarossa said from within the cell. "You aren't tied! You're restrained with state..."
"State of the art chains and 10,000 pound weights to hold me down, yeah yeah. Not like you're the fiftieth person to explain this to me for the last seven years. Seems I'm causing a kind of a chain reaction, right? Haha!" Estarossa joked. "Ugh..." Both guards exhaled. "Oh come on, don't chain up your feelings. It'll weigh you down, don't restrain it!" He added. "I'm gonna kill him myself, mark my words..." The second guard added. "Oh, come on, Henry! Don't be like that." Estarossa complained. "How do you know my name?!" Henry exclaimed. "I'm crazy, not deaf. You know, you and Phillip gotta learn to whisper." He stated. "Of course... Commandment of Love..." Henry said annoyed. "Why out of all the soldiers were we picked to guard him?!" Phillip said, getting genuinely angry. "Because you were commanded to." Estarossa answered. "Oh yeah? What's stopping us from quitting to just get away from you?" Phillip shouted. "Because you love me?!" Estarossa said, bursting into laughter. "You know, I bet you wouldn't be talking like that if you weren't so powerful! Besides, Two Ten Commandments were rumored to be seen. You'll be wiped out soon enough!" Henry said, not being able to take Estarossa's antics any longer.
BOOM! The cell door fell down, broken off its hinges for the large and shirtless Estarossa. His physique was incredibly fit and muscular. His abs nearly ripping through the bare white torn up shirt he was wearing, as if all the time he'd spent in the cell was nothing for him to just walk out. "H...H...How?" Henry stammered, seeing Estarossa being twice his size. "Ten Commandments, huh? Care to tell me where they were spotted, Henry?" Estarossa said with an intimidating smile. "I...In the..."
"Hey! Both of you, get away from here. I'll deal with this scum." A voice called from the darkness. Estarossa turned to see a woman with silver hair in a blue coat with minor pieces of armor. Estarossa's face turned a bit blank as he had no idea who this was...and he didn't really care that much. "Ok...Now then..." He muttered, turning back to Henry and Phillip, only to see that they had immediately ran off. "Wait! Henry! I thought we had something!" He called out. "Screw you!" Henry said back. "Even you, Phillip?! You were always my favorite...Ugh." Estarossa sighed, turning back to the woman. "Such a tragedy, huh?" He said, slightly yawning. "Ugh...Are you yawning?" She said, kinda disgusted. "Yep, haven't seen the outside of a cell in a while." He stated. "Wait, we had you in pure solitary confinement, giving you barely anything regarding food and water! How are you still alive?!" She asked. "Ok...I may have broken my restraints and broken out multiple times with a hole in the wall to go get my needs...but that's just my theory. Who knows, I may just be immortal." Estarossa joked. "Hmph, I'm beginning to despise your idiotic sense of humor." She huffed. "Really? Wow, a new record. Usually it takes about 50 seconds, depending if you're trapped with me." Estarossa stated.
"And what makes you think I'm trapped with you? In fact, it's the other way around. It's my duty to assassinate those who try to escape their imprisonment." She said, unsheathing her blade. "Wow, I can't tell what's sharper. Your sword or your attitude. Either way, you're the best challenge I've gotten from this place yet." He said. "Heh...I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or insult." She said, slightly smirking. "It can go both ways, depending how you look at it. What's your name?" He asked. "Apprentice Holy Knight Jericho." She stated. "Oh no...Apprentice?!" He said, putting on an exaggerated fearful expression. "Absolutely. Let it be known that I am the last person you'll ever see before your death." She said. "Wow...That means your boss must be very strong if that's true...Could I fight him? Sounds fun!" He said, relieving his act and getting a little giddy. "Wha...Hey! Your current threat is me!" Jericho said, getting annoyed. "Not really. I mean there's the other knights in the premises and of course your bos..."
Jericho, in a fit of rage, moved at extreme speed and slashed at Estarossa's chest many times. "Jericoal, that was rude. You could've at least let me stop talking." He said, revealing her attacks did practically nothing. "What the..." Jericho stuttered. "Besides, your sword broke around the second or third hit." He told, revealing the piece of her broken blade he was holding. He drops the piece and slowly leans down to Jericho's height. "Now then...Jerichop, how fast would you like to end this?" He said with his hand lunging forward, now holding her against the wall. "Hey! Let go of me, you bastard!" She said, squirming and kicking all she could. "Eh, let's end it off easy. Nice meeting you." He said, giving a swift chop to her neck, knocking her out in one go. He places her down, looking around. "I wonder how to get out of here...Hey, Jericauliflower? You got a map or..." He started before remembering he just knocked her out as he looked down at her. "Oh right...Shit. Oh well, I was always a fan of mazes..." Estarossa muttered, now beginning to wonder through the prison.