Chương 3: The Queen
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●3rd Person POV●
On one of the rooftops of Kuoh Town, beneath the clear night sky, 4 figures could be seen. Two of them crossed blades while the other pair stood by and watched, curious to see how well the human boy would fare against their companion.
Despite having the advantage of longer range, the spear-wielding fallen has yet to inflict even a single cut on the boy's figure.
"Hooohhh? Rather skilled, aren't you?"
Not giving him a moment's respite, the woman, Kalawarner, sends rapid-fire thrusts from every which way. Her spear became a blur of light with each attack, fully intent on turning the Insolent brat into a skewer.
"Why, thank you. I would consider myself quite experienced."
Not one to be outdone, Muichiro counters her thrusts with slashes of his own. His sword shining a bright cyan with each clash of their blades, creating a dazzling display befitting their deadly dance.
"I was planning on having a bit of fun with you, brat, but you just had to set me off..." She leaps back a split second before Muichiro's sword narrowly misses her stomach.
"Now I simply wish to mete out punishment for your insolence...♡" Her voice turns sultry as she licks the face of her spear and presses its shaft to her groin.
With his katana still held to his front, Muichiro keeps a deadpan expression at the otherwise erotic display and tilts his head in curiosity.
"By "having fun" do you perhaps mean intercourse?"
The contrast between his blunt words and the blank look on his face throws Kalawarner off a bit, before she giggles in ridicule.
"My my, are you perhaps just that ignorant? Ah, you do look rather young... Perhaps you would like this onee-san to show you the ropes...? I do have a thing for younger men.♡" Groping her breasts, she stares him in the eyes, beckoning him to accept.
'My momma warned me about women like you...' Such a thought came to the boy's mind.
"With all due respect, we barely know each oth-" Not waiting for him to finish his sentence, the spear is upon him once more as he deflects it right on time.
"Then we can "get to know each other" as I gouge your eyes out! Maybe you could get it even harder because of the pain!" And with that, she pulled her spear back, ready for another thrust.
'My my. How mortifying.' He thought.
*Clang!*
*Shiinng!*
*Clank*
Sparks flew and the floor cracked under the force of their steps. Their footwork drew a graceful tango whose end comes with one of their lives forfeited.
"You know..."
And even then...
"You have a rather questionable taste in men."
He still had the leisure to strike up a conversation in the middle of the fight. All while blocking and deflecting her thrusts before countering with a slash of his sword.
"Hyahaha! What's this?" She kept going, not letting up a single bit. "Are you finally going insane with fear, boy? Are those your final words, perhaps?!"
She punctuated with a wide swing, which Muichiro blocked at the expense of being pushed back a few meters.
Now standing with the heels of his feet to the roof's ledge, he lowered his stance and tensed the muscles in his shins. His sword was already sheathed at his side.
"Final words...? Not really, but if I had to say something..." His blank eyes lit up with a faint glow.
"Out with it, already!! Speak with your chest before you die at least! Fufufu!♡" Growing impatient with his drivel, she spread her wings before lunging at him.
"Mist Breathing, Seventh Form..." he mutters, Mist already forming a cloud around his feet before climbing up his torso.
"I've got you-!"
*Tiiinnng...*
"...Obscuring Clouds."
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●Kalawarner POV●
As I lunged and thrust my spear at his face, I couldn't help but revel in my victory over this pathetic brat.
Haha! What an idiot, standing still like that!
He couldn't even react to my attack and now he's gonna die a shishkebab!
...
What? What is that? His mouth's moving as if he's muttering something. What is he saying...?
"...Obscuring Clouds."
*Fwoosh...*
Whatever, probably an attempt to beg for his life.
*Shuck-!*
I hit him!
...
"Huh?" I could only let out a dumb sound as a cloud of fog blocked my vision.
No no! That's not the point! There was nothing! I felt my spear hit nothing! No squelching of flesh being pierced and no screams of agony to be heard!
"Hmm~ Heh~, I know I've looked at them a while ago, but now that I am right behind you..." His soft voice comes from behind me.
'Behind-?!' I turn around with a startle, bringing my spear with me in a haphazard sweep. Yet as the mist dispersed a bit, there was no one there.
"...your wings are rather beautiful, you know? You must have guys falling a~ll over themselves for you, huh?"
'Again-?!' I repeat the same sweep, hoping to find his mangled corpse on my spear tip, and yet...
"Oohh... They're soft too." His voice is behind me once again, close to my ear this time, and accompanied by a hand caressing my feathers.
"HYAA--?!" I subconsciously let out a voice betraying my surprise and embarrassment with my shoulders jumping. H-how shameful!! I'm going to tear this motherfucker to pieces!
"Oops! My bad, my bad. I was just a bit curious what they felt like..." His form comes into view a few feet away, albeit shrouded in darkness and mist, his eyes glowing a faint cyan.
"You-!!! IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU-!!" Even I'm surprised at the amount of vitriol in my voice.
With a snarl, I summoned another spear and held it in my left hand before lunging at him once more, a crater forming beneath my feet from the force of my step.
"Oi, oi... I said I was sor-." My spears go through his eyes this time, yet there is no feeling of resistance! No sound!
And to my left...
"...-ry alright? If that's not enough, what would you like as recompense? Some sweets? Those can always calm a person down..." ...he manifests again.
Cold sweat coated my back at this point as a small amount of dread entered my heart.
And with it came anger at being afraid of such a lowly being. A human no less!
Did he cast an illusion? But how?! There was no magical energy! No incantations!
I keep slashing and slashing some more, forgoing any kind of defense, just to have a chance at impaling the brat. There was no more systematic fighting style, no more strategy, I was just throwing attacks around me, trying my best to land a blow.
...And he disappears in a cloud of mist every time my spears hit him.
*Shiiing-!*
Until...
"Hello~? Moshi-mosh~? Is there anyone there~?" I startle once more as he's... behind me again?!
"I know you can hear me..." Then he's on my right before I could even turn. He's just toying with me at this point. H-How is he doing this?!
*Sigh*
I am cut off from my rumination by a sigh from Mittelt.
"What the hell are you doing Kala?! Just kill him already!" The shrill scream only served to grate further on my nerves.
"Can't you use your eyes and see what I'm doing right now?!!" This fucking pipsqueak, can't you see that I'm trying?!
*Swoosh* I bring my spear down on him, and again he disappears into a cloud of mist before reappearing behind me.
*Fwoom* I then attempt to bisect him, and I feel something this time. But it isn't flesh parting around my blade...
"My, my. Lady, you might need new friends. More helpful ones if at all possible." The Mist disperses to reveal his figure standing...
On the tip of my spear...
'!?!' My instincts scream at me as he stares down directly into my eyes.
Emptiness. A dead calm resided in those two orbs. Any sound in my surroundings is deafened by the lack of light in those eyes.
My body then moved on its own. Jumping back before smashing my spears into the ground with reckless abandon, scattering rubble and dust around me, trying its best to obscure itself from his eyesight as much as possible.
And then... I ran.
Across the rooftops and into the night. Completely forgetting that I had wings on my back from the sheer terror.
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●Muichiro POV●
And then there were three...
Hmm, why did she run all of a sudden...? And why run when she's got wings?
Oh well. Perhaps she wanted to exercise her legs.
Standing up and dusting off my gakuran, I turn my attention to her two remaining companions, they seemed surprised at her sudden departure. The little girl in particular looked rather miffed at her dress being covered by dust.
"Uuughhh~! My dress! It's ruined-! That bitch-!!!" And with that, she flew away in the direction her companion ran, completely forgetting about me. This left only me and the old man.
He did spare a glance at me though, maybe committing my appearance to memory. Seeing this, I raised a hand and waved, all the while smiling politely.
With a scoff and a flap of his wings, he was gone too. Areh? Now I'm all alone...
*Sigh!*
I couldn't suppress a sigh from my lips. Oh woe is me...
Ah, right. I forgot to ask what exactly they were. The pretty lady said they weren't tengu, so what even were they?
Guess I'll find out soon enough.
And with a shroud of mist, I left the premises as well.
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●3rd Person POV●
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT HUH?! KALA?!"
In a run-down church on the outskirts of Kuoh, two figures could be seen arguing.
"Did you not see that look in his eyes?! He could have killed all three of us for dinner!" The buxom woman countered with a mortified look.
While this was happening, the third member of this trio, Dohnaseek, leaned his back against the wall and put a palm to his face.
"Hahh?! You expect me to believe that that little brat could have-?! Have you finally lost your mind, you psychotic slut?!" This seemed to set Kalawarner off as she started stomping her way across the dusty marble floor to Mittelt and looked her dead in the eye.
"What, you wanna go, washboard hag?!"
A few veins bulged on Mittelt's forehead as she conjured up a spear and prepared to stab. The tension reached a fever pitch.
But...
"Oh? And what exactly happened tonight, Kalawarner?" A demure voice cut through the tension in the air as Mittelt dispersed her spear, stood ramrod straight and joined her hands behind her back.
An attractive young woman waltzed in. With violet eyes, and a curvaceous, slender body, many a head would have turned upon passing her by in the streets. Her long, silky black hair swayed as she came to a stop in front of the two bickering fallen.
She had on a short black dress with a small, light purple jacket on top. Coupled with the sharp glint in her eyes, all who she looked at would be cowed into submission involuntarily.
"Ra-Raynare! A-Ahh, it's nothing, really! Just a little bug I came across during reconnaissance! Nothing to concern yourself with..." She couldn't help stuttering from just one look. Her head faced down subconsciously as sweat covered her palms.
"Hmm~? And why would that be...? Because you already "took care" of him I hope?" Putting a finger to her chin, her other hand reached out and lifted Kalawarner's face, forcing her to look her in the eye.
"N-Not exactly..." Cold sweat flooded her face as if to accompany her stutter, giving Raynare an idea as to what happened.
"And... what do you mean by THAT?"
*Glurgh!*
All living things need to breathe. Breathing brings oxygen into the lungs, which is required for respiratory function. Of which currently, Kalawarner is suddenly deprived.
The tension in the air came back and skyrocketed.
"I-I'm sorry... It won't happen aga-! Gah!!" The skin around her neck tore as her face started turning blue. Able to do nothing but gurgle, she thought she was done for, until...
"Hmm~ Well, it better! Lest you wish to experience a world of pain!♡"
And with that, Kalawarner is dropped to the floor on her knees, heaving and wheezing for air. Raynare pays little mind to this though. There were more important matters to attend to, such as...
"And what of this bug? If you didn't kill it, did you determine whether or not it would hinder our plans?" She sat in the presider's chair and crossed her legs, showing an enticing view of her black lace underwear.
They didn't have time to admire it though, what with the earlier display. The only thing they could do was kneel at her feet.
"N-No need to worry about that, boss! Such a weakling isn't even worth our attention! He is no obstacle in our path!" Mittelt announced as best as she could to hide the fear in her heart.
This was Raynare, she was the queen around here, and anything she deemed inadequate...
"Well, if my lovely subordinates say so, then I will not worry any longer~!!"
...she tore to shreds.
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