Edited by Argent345
An Eldar Tango!
"I apologize, when I perform no one is alive after the show for me to say my name," The Solitaire said with a calm tone of voice. She then gave a deep bow to Issei. "My name is Elranel Star a pleasure to meet you,'
"Then what is your name," Issei asked. She tilted her head as she slipped out of her shadow chains. Issei was on guard again, ready to strike. He wasn't underestimating his opponent but would stop her if she did something to the others.
"If you want a fight, you're not gonna win," Issei said, narrowing his eyes. The Elranel star slowly showed her short daggers and smiled.
"Shall we, please let's not take too long my master wishes to see you," Elranel said with a mocking nature. A sudden feeling of death rushed through the air as the sound of steps approached the two from inside the fortress.
"I feel this dance may go to me," Mortarion said as she walked out of a hole in the wall. Mortarion glanced across to Issei and nodded. Elranel became more enthralled than ever. A battle against the king of shadows and pale queen.
Present time.
Issei Night Hunter's claws had manifested while his helmet covered his head. Mortarion slowly drew her legendary scythe, Silence. Mortarion held it close and ready but most importantly looked past the Solitaire and right towards Issei. She nodded at the young teen. Issei of course nodded back as they circled Elranel like two wolves stalking their prey.
"It appears you two seem to think you have an edge against me," Elranel said with a mocking bow. Issei hated that mask she wore and just wanted to end this fight quickly. Lord knows what Angron and Konrad would do to Elranel. However, the most important thing was keeping her alive. They needed to interrogate her.
"So who shall throw the first punch? All this suspense is killing me," Elranel jokes. Mortarion swung her scythe; trying to bisect her. Elranel leaped over the blade and backflipped in the air. Issei took this as his chance. Issei jumped at Elranel but the alien maneuvered mid-air, weaving around herself around his blades before he could react.
"Too slow!" Elranel teased as she tried to stab Issei in the side. Luckily Issei caught the blade and threw it away. Elranel landed on the ground but Mortarion quickly blocked her escape route. Unfortunately, Elranel wasn't escaping; she was here for Issei. Elranel had used her psychic might and flung Mortarion with a great blue force. The matriarch held her ground as her feet dug into the floor. Elranel moved, her daggers coated in neurotoxin so strong it would even make demons of Nurgle pass out. Issei quickly activated shadow boxing, pulling himself out of the way of Elranel's attacks. Issei kept dodging and tried to attack Elranel with his right hand.
The Eldar grabbed Issei's arm before his claws could hit her. Despite her thin and lean body, she tossed Issei over her shoulder. The young teen crashed into the ground. Issei quickly got up and pulled his sword out. He slashed at the Eldar yet the nimble alien simply jumped out of the way. Issei had swung his blade so hard that a small shock wave hit Elranel, punching her in the gut.
However, being a solitaire met she was more durable than others of her kind. She rose, her eyes glowing blue. She appeared behind Issei who quickly turned around to catch both of Elranel's hands, stopping the blades inches away from his shoulders. Issei realized this was not the true attack as she could feel someone in the back of his mind laughing up a storm.
Elranel leaned down to whisper into Issei's ear.
"Let's see how strong-willed you are," Elranel said.
Her eyes blinded Issei's sight and the laughter blasted in his head. Elranel was so confident that she could overwhelm the young human's brain and bend it to her will. Issei felt as if a circus was running around through his mind. All six of his senses began to blur, either being dulled or too overwhelmed. Bringing back this human would make her master so happy. Mortarion was going to rush Elranel while Issei held her still but she halted her attack seeing how still this xeno was.
"Bow to me human and fight the ones you love for me," She whispered in Issei's ear. Mortarion feared the worst and was about to swing her scythe to silence Elranel once and for all. Mortarion could see Issei's shadow on the ground holding his hand out and telling her to stop. Mortarion saw a dancing silhouette trying to speak through the shadows.
"What!" Mortarion said in shock. The silhouette hushed Mortarion. She was confused only to see the silhouette hold his hands up trying to say wait. Then the silhouette held out his hand opening his paw, slowly bringing down its pinky finger. The matriarch realized that the silhouette was counting down, letting Mortarion know when to strike.
Issei felt his nose begin to bleed as his eardrums ruptured as well. Elranel laughed as Issei held back her blades. Issei did have one thing and that was a plan.
Elranel was so lost in her pride thinking she had this human on a leash, and that once she brought him back to Lord Cegorach, she would be rewarded.
"With all that power to control shadow, you're still a weak little boy, playing soldier," Elranel mocked, her eyes burning brightly. That made Issei's shadow armor fade.
"Tell me what is your silly dream again I want to know because I love to hear a good joke," She said vainly. She brought her masked face closer to Issei's fading helmet. She is now seeing the boy's struggling face.
"Knock, knock," Issei gritted through his clenched teeth. The solitaire was a bit confusing and I didn't know how to respond. Was this some sort of human joke? Issei smiled through the pain.
"You're supposed to say who's there? But since you don't know, let me cut to the punchline. The next part is I say mind, and then you say mind who? then the real kicker happens and I say you're not the only uninvited guest I've had in my mind so mind your own business!" Issei said as all that psychic pain that was drilling in his mind was enveloped in a calm, soothing darkness for him. However, any outside person trying to enter his mind without his permission experiences something else. Elranel felt her body being electrocuted with black shadows crackling all around her like lightning. She rocketed off Issei.
The silhouette's final finger came down and the countdown ended. Mortarion pursued Elranel with such force that the air around the matriarch ignited. Mortarion swung her scythe right at the Harlequin. Elranel quickly glimpsed the assault that was heading her way, and using all of her strength and psychic power pushed herself away from Mortarion's attack. Issei quickly maneuvered around Elranel who still was ready for anything.
"I can do this for days but seeing that my plan has failed I'll strike another day," Elranel thought. It was time to leave. Elranel devised a plan in her mind for a quick escape route. With her speed and mobility, it should be a breeze for her.
She took her first step toward Issei and readied an attack. Issei held his arms preparing to block it but the attack was a bluff. Elranel ran past Issei's side. She stayed close to Issei, making sure that Mortarion wouldn't attack her. Elranel had enjoyed this game of cat and mouse but after this retreat, she would call her brothers and sisters to make a final stand in securing Issei for their Lord.
The solitaire then felt a wave of exhaustion fall upon her. An elder was known for their speed and long-distance endurance. Seeing one suffer from fatigue was a rare sight. She sluggishly tried to move and take her next step. Issei quickly stuck out his leg and tripped Elranel who landed face-first on the flat on the ground.
Issei and surprisingly Mortarion finally apprehended Elranel Star. Issei sighed in relief, happy to know one of his problems was handled for now. Issei smiled and walked towards Mortarion.
"Thanks for the assist-," Issei could finish his words as he felt his body had shut down. Mortarion quickly caught Issei before he could hit the grassy floor. The matriarch had steadied Issei back on his toes.
"What happened?" Issei asked unsure how he fell to such fatigue. Mortarion was impressed by how long he was able to be around her now that he was starting to notice the effects of her presence. Mortarion did have amazing skills and combat but one of her most notable abilities lay within her very own presence: normal humans.
Even the death guard, her space marine legion would find themselves being drained of their stamina and strength due to that obnoxious toxic aura that she had developed in her home world. She could control it but not fully get rid of it. Mortarion was a master at controlling the dosage. The only reason she didn't concentrate her aura to an all-time maximum was that even the trees and her fellow matriarch would've been affected by it.
"Impressive work Issei, that was my death aura," Mortarion said with a hint of joy. Issei could see past that gas mask was a smirk.
Issei felt that horrible feeling of death looming over him but he had to hold back that fear and wobble back to his feet. Mortarion for once in her life felt a little concerned seeing Issei was extremely uncomfortable- but not like he was in pain. The deathly aura around her was making him relive a memory.
"I apologize I didn't mean to bring back any past pain," Mortarion said, her voice sounding very sincere through her raggedy gas mask. Issei took a calm breath and stood up. Mortarion noticed his endurance and admired it.
"I'm fine, you know for someone who doesn't speak much you certainly have a loud presence," Issei jokes. Mortarion let out a silent laugh. Mortarion shook her head at how Issei could still crack a joke at a time like this. Then the front door slammed open to reveal Vulkan, Konrad, and Angron with their weapons ready.
"What happened here?" Vulkan asked. The three matriarchs had heard a disturbance and walked to the scene to investigate, and were a bit shocked by Issei and Mortarion who were oddly close. The unconscious alien that lay on the ground was another concern.
"Well, I guess that problem is taken care of," Angron commented.
Far away, a silver skeleton hid amongst the shadows, its singular eye staring through the scope of its rifle. This was a death mark from a sniper of the Necron empire- one of its deadliest assets.
"Lord Trazyn shall I move in and capture the target?" The Sniper said over his communication cerebral mind.
"No, continue to watch. We will soon find the perfect opportunity to swoop in and add him to my collection," Trazyn said with a hint of disappointment.
"My Lord the others have reported an Ork warband has landed on the planet," The Death Marker said in a cold tone of voice.
"Hmm, how close is this war band?" Trazyn asked
"Only two hundred thousand kilometers away my lord," The Death Marker said
"Try to lure them away from my prize, I don't need Ork battle damage on him. Try and get those brutes' attention towards the warp cracks," Trayzn said in a cold calculated tone of voice. This was just the beginning of capturing his relic.
"It shall be done, my lord," The Death Mark slowly turned, invisible as he was now just a shimmer in the air, leaving only a cold breeze as he passed by. The grand collector simply had to make sure the perfect opportunity presented itself.
In a great desert plane were red dunes, the size of mountains. The colors yellow, red, and purple sky danced above. A piece of metal the size of a meteor was wedged into the sand. The heat from the metal turned the surrounding sand into black obsidian glass. Though deep within the rumble of great, beating, metal drums and makeshift guitars celebrated inside. The front of the giant meteor was flung open like someone had punched their way out.
"Oi Get out of my way!" Yelled a deep gargling, brutish voice followed by deafening stomps.
The hulking silhouette marched out into the sunlight. Calling this creature big would do no justice as he was humongous, dwarfing half of the meteor, which was the size of an eight-story building. his green skin was bright. his maw supporting a large underbite, with metal fangs sticking from his mouth. His bright red eyes shined like spotlights.
He wore yellow armor. His left arm covered in junk and metal scraps formed a terrifyingly sharp power claw. On his back was a pair of mechanical arms that looked more for construction than combat. He had a ginormous gun on the side of his hip while on his right side, a horrible, rusted, blood-stained axe was strung to his waist. On his legs were a large pair of brown pants with purple combat boots.
He glanced at the world around him, taking a congested, gnarly breath. The hulking alien studied the surroundings and formed a well-adjusted opinion.
"Oi what a dump," The Ork war boss said with a growl. Then he ferociously stomped on the ground.
"I declare a Waghhhh! on this planet!" The Ork war boss shouted from the top of his lungs as thousands of orks marched from the meteor opening.
"I'm the Bigclompa!" The Ork warlord cried out.
Issei was now in the chamber of the Queen of Iron. Issei hung his head in worry knowing full well what was going to happen to that Eldar. Guilliman was also in the room and she could see how much of a rough time he was having and decided to give some assurances to the young man.
"I know it's not easy to think about it but I assure you that you made the right choice," Guilliman said as she took a seat by him. Issei let out a sad sigh.
"I do want to think about it, torture isn't something I like," Issei said. Guilliman nodded her head. Issei wanted to change the conversation but what would they talk about?
"You and I don't hang out that much," Issei pointed out. Issei would rarely see Guilliman but why was that?
"I do apologize for that, it's just I'm very busy trying to organize a lot of my sister's other projects, they seem to keep crossing roads in their pursuits," Guilliman admitted. Perturabo grumbled and shot an annoyed glare at Guilliman.
"We were already working separately from each other. You just made schedules for us," Perturabo said in an annoyed grumble. Guilliman rolled her eyes and still held an amused smirk. Issei couldn't help but say something.
"You know, out of all the serious siblings in this building, you sure are playful," Issei said. However, he knew in his heart that Angron was a close second.
"Well I can't always be in deep thought writing in tiny books about what perilous and depressing journey I'm on, I dare to enjoy myself here and there," Guilliman said with a wink directed towards Issei.
"Well, at least you're not a party pooper," Issei jokes.
Perturabo then let out a soft scoff. "You haven't seen her at work yet, she is as entertaining as a dictionary,"
Issei felt a giggle bubble up in his throat at the joke. Guilliman on the other hand, looked a bit surprised that Perturabo of all people was making jokes. Today was just full of surprises for Guilliman. Perturabo was a tad shocked at what she had said. The queen of iron even felt relaxed which was something that barely ever happened to her and she knew why.
It was all because of Issei's presence that kept the eye of terror away from her mind. Perturabo sometimes would daydream here and there, which was almost impossible. The boy was just a walking miracle at this point. No rational words could ever truly describe how frequently good things were occurring for their sisterhood.
"Issei why do you stay with us even though you disapprove of our actions? Is it because you have found companionship with Angron?" Perturabo stated. Issei blushed at the words and held his head down. Guilliman had a slight gape in her mouth.
"So the rumor is true! I'm very surprised that happened. Well, I hope you are happy together. However, my question is what is your relationship with Sanguinius?" Guilliman queried, still shocked.
"I believe it is more than just Angron, I've also seen the changes in Lorgar and Konrad as well," Perturabo said.
"You're not mad at me are you," Issei asked. Guilliman remained quiet but didn't give him a response.
"No just surprised is all. I bet you're happy to finally achieve that harem of yours. How could I be furious? you've brought so much change, and relieved so many pains. I say you've earned it," Guilliman said in a humble voice. Issei was happy to know that some people supported his life choice.
"I do admit, I am a bit envious of them," Guilliman said thinking about a rare concept that crosses your mind time and time again. "I wonder what it's like to fall in love,"
"Wait, you've never fallen in love before?" Issei asked.
"It's not like I don't try but I just had no interest in it during my time," Guilliman remembered all of the suitors her adoptive mother tried to match her up with. It was a nightmare being that most of the men she saw were sniffling cowards, pompous bureaucrats, and worse no man could ever match her size.
"It's just hard to find someone with our size who can stand on equal ground with us," Guilliman said with a sad sigh. Perturabo narrowed her and gripped her workbench.
"At least you were given suitors. My adopted father forced me to become a general and build weapons to take over the planet. While all the while people just stare at you for being a monster," Perturabo said. Issei didn't want Pertuabo to be stuck with a sour note.
"I don't think you're a monster," Issei said, trying to cheer up Perturabo. The queen of iron only looked at her work.
"You shouldn't speak about things that you know very little about. But the sentiment is a nice change of pace," Perturabo said. Those kinds of words did touch her heart. oddly she had never heard that before, not from any of her siblings. Perturabo had never heard of someone telling her that she wasn't a monster.
Issei was saddened upon hearing the news. Then a thought enters his mind. If Angron and Konrad were facing the same problem, he would fix it.
"I don't know how but I will get bigger, big enough so you guys aren't alone," Issei thought.
Even with all this hygiene Issei still couldn't help but think that Eldar didn't deserve to be tortured. Perturabo noticed this and knew what Issei needed. The truly heartfelt letter written by Rias. She pulled the phone from its loading spot and tossed it at Issei. Who quickly caught it.
"Hey, my phone I almost forgot about this," Issei said as he opened it up he noticed it was fully charged courtesy of Perturabo. It was then something caught his eye there was an unread message from Rias. His eyes widened seeing it and he opened up his contacts. Before his finger could touch the screen. Mortarion's deathly aura appeared at the doorway. She looks at Issei with a kind gaze. Guilliman was surprised at how sneaky Mortarion was but she could see that instead of having a scowl on her face it was a gentle concern directed towards Issei.
"Your friends left that for you, it was heartwarming," Mortarion said. "Sorry we read it, we had to be sure it wasn't any incriminating evidence,"
Issei nodded in appreciation at the apology. However, the real subject at hand was the letter. Issei knew this was the final message from his home before being stranded. Issei was nervous to open it but found himself doing it anyway.
The message read as follows.
"My dearest Issei, I'm so sorry about what happened in the room. Me and the girls overreact. We're so sorry it's just we wanted you to get stronger and maybe see us more than just as friends. Azazel and the others figured out you were going through some things and we're always here if you needed to talk. Oh, Issei I'm sorry, we know you gave it your all at the rating game against Sairaorg, I just want you to come back. I'm so sorry I deeply care about you," The message ended there. When Issei read it he could hear Rias' voice. His hands were shaking and his breath was slow. Guilliman and Perturabo were by Issei's side. They did care about his well-being, even Perturabo cared in some manner but didn't know why. They also didn't know what would happen if he had a panic attack, and if it was linked to his powers would it cause him to go out of control?
Guilliman took the phone out of Issei's hand but he remained in the same position. "Issei are you alright?"
"I'm the worst aren't I," Issei said in a hopeless whisper. The sound of scurrying steps approaches them. Konrad entered the room. She wanted to check on Issei to see how he was doing after that solitaire attack on him. She would have been sooner if not for Horus trying to hold her and Angron back from ripping off that creature's head. Now Konrad had stumbled upon a sad Issei. At lightning-fast speeds, Konrad rushes towards him. Konrad held Issei's hand in her cold gauntlets.
"Are you alright my love," Konrad asked in a gentle tone of voice. Issei broke out of his sad trance. Issei met with Konrad's loving eyes that could crumble stone.
Guilliman was able to pull away the phone from Issei's hands. Konrad made sure that Issei's attention was only on her.
"What happened?" Konrad said, unsure of what transpired here. Issei wanted to spill his guts to her, but he had to ask one question.
"Konrad, am I a bad lover?" Issei asked with a certain uncertainty. The others in the room were a bit shocked to hear that the rumors were completely true. Konrad didn't show any doubt or deceit.
"No, you're amazing," Konrad said like it was a universal truth, like saying the sky was blue. Issei's heart skipped a beat and nodded at the words.
"Now tell me Issei what happened?" Konrad asked, wanting to get to the bottom of this depressing situation. Issei felt a wave of sentimentality and emotions touched his heart.
"Weirdly, I got to look at my phone again so that was great but I saw something," Issei said in a sad tone of voice.
"What was it?" Konrad asked.
"I received an apology letter from my friends, or you would better know them as my peers," Issei said. Konrad's eyes widened, and shocked to hear the news. The Night Hunter shot a glance at the other three in the room, clearly disapproving of their action.
"I feel good but sad at the same time, I just thought maybe I did something wrong," Issei said in a broken whisper. The room went silent after understanding Issei's real situation and clearing up any information. It was a truly hard thing to decipher for the young man. Guilliman was the one to step up and give her advice on what to do.
"Issei what happened did happen, there is no changing the past, but you can do something right now in the present and you can learn from it. You were a kind and gentle person who tended to keep very harsh, personal matters and self-criticism to yourself. I would like to remind you that you do not have to bear this burden on your own. We are all here for you because you are here for us," Guilliman then stood up and held out the phone to Issei.
"You are a brave person, and your friends and family from your world know that as well. Here take it," Guilliman offers. Issei was moved by Guilliman's words and mustered a stoic face. Konrad meanwhile wondered why they even went to find the two lost sisters as Guilliman was very capable of guiding someone's problems on their own—a bit of an ironic twist in Konrad's eyes.
"Well look at me I'm wrong! Maybe she is a good individual Issei?" Que said but behind Que's cold tone of voice was a happy relief for Issei's situation.
Issei's eyes gently looked at the phone and pushed it back into Guilliman's hands.
"Maybe I'll look at it another time but it is just a lot to unfold," Issei said, trying to be kind. Konrad caressed his cheek, gaining Issei's attention and making sure he only looked at her for this moment.
"We are here for you and if you want to see them, then I'll do anything in my power to take you home. I'm quite jealous of those girls seeing how they get you so wound up," Konrad joked, wearing a light smile.
"Thank you… my love," Issei whispered. Konrad blushed brightly and gave a soft chuckle. As the two shared such a loving and tender moment, they forgot there were three other people in the room, and most of those people felt a little embarrassed, watching this moment play out. Not that it was shameful or disturbing, quite the opposite, but they felt that their presence may have interrupted them.
Perturabo gave a sad sigh looking at the two and couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if she could be in Konrad's position. It was official: The queen of iron was fantasizing about the subject.
"Perhaps I could request some time in this harem, for research purposes," Perturabo thought.
Guilliman's interest quickly went into the phone in her hand. She did hear about Issei's organizational skills from The Lion. Guilliman wanted to see the information on the phone and how he organized such files. However, she was very unaware of the content inside.
Issei was happy to be staring into Konrad's eyes. Issei did see something from the corner of his eye. Guilliman was rummaging through his phone and the young teen's heart skipped a beat.
"Wait Guilliman maybe you shouldn't look—," Issei was cut off by Guilliman a sudden yelp as her cheeks were bright red.
"Oh my Lords of Terra, there's so much porn on here!" Guilliman said in shock. Issei blushed at the remark as Konrad quickly got up and looked at the phone only for her pale face was now a bright red. Konrad's eyes were wide, his dinner plate she even covered her mouth with a gasp. She slowly looked toward Issei.
"I love you Issei but could we talk about this?" Konrad asked. Issei blushed from such embarrassment. He covered his face.
"I do have to admit it's quite strange even if your reflexes somehow link to breasts, it's quite remarkable," Perturabo said.
"Well look at that, you might wanna delete your history next time," Que said.
"Today is not my day," Issei mumbled into his hands.
In a dark room hanging from chains attached to the ceiling was none other than Elranel. She had to admit these bonds were holding her quite still. She could see the metal door slowly open as the light seeped into the dark room. It was none other than Vulkan who walked into the room. Her red eyes illuminated the darkness around her face.
She tilted her head at the person who had walked in.
"Well, this is interesting. I was expecting Angron or Konrad to be here, what a strange turn of events, it reminds me of a joke," Elranel said. The words that she spoke fell deaf onto Vulkan's ears as didn't care at all.
The Matriarch walked up to Elranel and took off her mask, making her black hair spill out, matching with her amber eyes that made her look quite enchanting. Vulkan's emotionless face flared with rage seeing that Elranel still had a smile on her face.
"Tell me why you wanted to kidnap Issei," Vulkan asked.
"To bring him back to my master, my lord, and my god," Elranel said with great passion, Vulkan's eyebrow twitched in irritation. Her massive hand gripped the alien's throat. Travel couldn't breathe as Vulkan brought her face dangerously close to her in a show of intimidation.
"Does it look like I care about your lord when an innocent life was at stake," Vulkan said. All Elranel could see was a fiery drake staring right at her. The room temperature began to rise as Elranel started to sweat from the heat.
"I won't ask you again, so why did you need Issei? What importance does he carry to your cause?" Vulkan asked in a calm tone of voice. However, that tone still held some form of rage that made Elranel's chest feel tight.
There was silence in the room as Elranel hung her head low, she could only respond with a laugh.
"My I love this part of life, the balance of life and death. Tell me Vulkan you must enjoy it as well, since you're a big fan of killing!" Elranel laughed. Vulkan flicked one of her gloved fingers towards Elranel's chest. Elranel flew away as she dangled from the chains. She was swaying back and forth as blood leaked from the corner of her lips. Elranel still held her smile.
The Solitaire wasn't upset with her circumstances, mostly fascinated at how it all had played out.
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"That boy is something,"
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"What's the matter, can't take a joke," Elranel said with a blood-filled smile. Vulkan was about to strike again when someone shouted behind her.
"Vulkan halt," a voice called out. Vulkan turned around to see Horus. She walked to Vulkan's side and gently pulled her away to talk.
"What are you doing sister?" Vulkan asked. Horus glanced at Elranel and took a deep sigh.
"I believe our friend here might be able to shed some light with us but we won't get it with an iron fist but with a silver tongue," Horus said.
Vulkan took a step back but remained in the room still wanting to be here in case Elranel caused any trouble for the group. Horus sternly looked at Elranel trying to show some form of familiarity and kindness to the alien.
"Tell me, do you enjoy humor," Horus asked.
Elranel gazed back at Horus and smiled at the Matriarch in front of her. Elranel thought deeply about what to say. What would be funny to say to her troop about her capture? Knowing full well that they were approaching this silly little campsite.
"Knock, Knock," Elranel said.
Floating in the stars was Trazyn in his Carin-Class tomb ship. He sat upon his black stone throne. He glanced at the hundreds of virtual monitors that hovered above the floor.
However, a hologram soon appeared within his sight. Trazyn looked at the death mark, the warrior kneeling before him.
"What is it you have to report, don't tell me there's more trouble approaching the treasure?" Trazyn said with that famous sarcasm of his. The Death Mark. However, he was still kneeling. Trazyn sighed at the dull soldier. Trazyn knew this was a lower-grade soldier. Somehow this soldier was able to retain some personality after having her soul ripped from her body and put into a metal husk.
"Rise," Trazyn ordered. The Death Marker hologram rose to his feet.
"My lord I may have found something to your interest," It spoke.
Trazyn was interested in what this commander had to say. What could be on the dull Death Marker's mind?
"Go on, tell me what you found," Trazyn asked. The Death Mark nodded and showed a series of images that all hovered in front of him. His emerald light green eyes could've widened if they were capable of it. It was Ferrus Manus. However, the most eye-catching thing to Trazyn was the necrodermis covering her arms.
"My my, I have to say what an interesting turn of events. Every marionette does need a puppet," Trazyn said, trying to scheme a fortunate outcome for himself. The Metal was cast and unfortunately, that metal was on the arms of a mighty warrior.
So a short chapter this day but Christmas has been keeping me busy. However, I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and I'm so happy to have you all reading this story. I do have some unfortunate news I'm going to be taking a two-month break from this story. That doesn't mean will stop editing this fic but it's just I need a long break. Also, I would like to work on my other fics but if you ask me I wouldn't have gotten this story where it is without the fans. Nomoreheroes and Argent345 always get a shout-out for helping this fic dedication and involvement with this fic. I wish you all a happy holiday and have great New Year but instead of ending on a sore note, the next chapter posting for Human Touch will be on February 2. Anyway, I wish you all a good day and stay safe.