Chapter 16: All for One
And then, a blue cemetery is revealed...
The members of Kai Girudo look around in awe at what looks like a memorial to their fallen musketeer brothers.
— Did you like the decoration? — Kosuta laughed — I made it as a tribute to you, the soldiers of our region!
— That's why we never find the bodies of the musketeers who disappear into the forest. —exclaimed Portz — You monster!
— Look who's talking. How do you think I lost a leg? Besides, most of them attacked first. And others were lost, but just in case, I took care of them hehe... But let's get straight to the point: Who wants to be the first to join them?
— How... — stammered Renāto, reluctantly — How did I get so blind, isolated on the other side of this region? I should have seen this. I should have come here before. I should have listened to what Gurenaru and Iraku told me. I should have...
Suddenly, Renāto begins to feel an uncontrollable rage inside him. His eyes start to turn bluer than usual, to the point of becoming unstable. He places his hand on the hilt of his sword as if he were going to arm himself at any moment, but holding back an explosive rage.
Kosuta stands up calmly, using his scythe as a support, on the side of his amputated leg.
— Shoulda, woulda, coulda... You only live in the past, immortal! — mocks the chimara — What happened can't be undone. By the way, that look on your face is very familiar. Are you trying to tell me something? Know that you'll be the first legendary in my decor!
However, as Renāto prepared to draw his sword, his companion Tulbs put his hand on his shoulder, as if even he, who had everything against the chimara, saw that this fight would be a mistake. With that in mind, the kyapen's eyes returned to normal.
— You've fought long enough for us, Captain — says Tulbs serenely — It's time we returned the favor.
Then Tulbs steps forward and challenges the dark chimara
— Fight me, Kosuta! If I win, you'll have to tell the Chimaras that you have nothing left against Renāto or the Musketeers. If I lose, well, I'll gladly rest here with my companions.
After saying this, Wierd and Rioth also take Renāto's side.
You know — says Wierd, taking the floor — I think I know the owner of that uniform over there that turned into the back of your armchair. Fight me instead of Tulbs. He's not worth the blood on your scythe.
— You look like you can handle it, handsome — adds Rioth — Two amateur musketeers don't stand a chance against him. Leave the fight to me, and I'll make you lose more than a leg!
Kosuta looks at the three of them in confusion. Then he lets out an evil laugh, which echoes throughout the hall until the sound is deafening in the musketeers' tomb.
— HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Those fellows of yours are brave Renāto, and foolish too. I could tear them apart in no time with just my Dentō, but since I want to practice my skills with Saisupe, let's make a deal. If the three starchitects make me wear my amputated leg, I'll do whatever you want. What do you say?
The three of them arm themselves with their rapiers as if they had agreed with Kosuta without saying a word.
— Deal, musketeers. Let's go to my private combat area, or rather, let me bring it to you!
And then the hall magically molds itself into an arena. The weapons scattered around Kosuta's house interconnect and build a large dome. The garments of fallen musketeers take up the floor, forming a large blue and white tatami. Renāto moves to a corner of the arena and leans against the wall of the dome, trusting his fellow musketeers. Portz, the remaining musketeer, accompanies him.
— Sometimes I forget that I'm not the only fighter in my Kai... — murmurs Renāto — Thank you, comrades!
— Musketeers — says Tulbs, taking the initiative — Formation!
Tulbs, Rioth, and Wierd seem to transform into other people. Their postures mirror each other. The three of them position themselves, armed with a rapier in one hand and a musket in the other. Suddenly, the two weapons begin to take on a bi-colored aura: the rapier is enveloped in a red aura, and the musket in a blue aura.
Kosuta stops leaning on his scythe and stiffens his posture. His balance is like that of someone who has never lost a leg.
— Interesting. In my golden days of study, I read something about this formation, which the legends performed. I confess that you had my curiosity...
Suddenly, he is enveloped by a completely scarlet red aura and prepares to attack. His eyes become white flames and his scythe is electrified by a red electric current.
— But I admit that they now have my attention. COME ON!
Girudo vs Kosuta!
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