Bloodlust

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Sasha softly nodded at Poke. "Sasha. Pleasure." Not turning her head at all as her eyes were fixed on the fight, ever so ~~~Staring~~~ like a bird eyeing its prey. Though how it ended concerned her. She narrowed her eyes. "Why...this fight was easy...too easy...He could kill the block-headed human easily..." Something didn't add up. She didn't like one bit of it. He had something up his sleeve. Why would he tell them of a secret passage? Did he really want them to move over to the Lustor district? If so, what was there waiting for them? She starrrrrred at the girl heading towards the square. "Poke...stay here. I shall follow the girl in case she does something stupid like many of these humans like to do." It sounded like she was giving orders to a dog, but she headed off before he could respond.

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The woman sighed. She could hear that lumbering undead from meters away. She stayed quiet so she could see Xerxes do his work. The way he handled things...somewhat brought enjoyment to her eyes. Probably because no one here smashes skull heads into bits and pieces only using their hands. Though the message it carried made her frown and tap her head. "General Orpheus...the big man himself asks you for help? Usually, I would call him a lazy-ass or something...but taking all into consideration..." She peeked out one of the small cracks on the wall. "If he needed to cut off the Human District AND ask you for help for this "boy", then it must be a big deal. Very big indeed~" She tapped her fingers. "I don't think it's false. All of this going on seems to give his words truth. But...the intention is still unclear. I'm thinking he's just buttering you up to make this seem more favorable to you. Do what you will with this offer. I would personally go up to the General himself for all the details before making the decision."

 

"You'd be one that has much less injuries at the end of a fight, that's for sure." Charlotte sighed as she continued to casually slay these undead monsters left and right. Orpheus was a strange one, even amongst the lustors she had known about. His abilities seemed something akin to magic, more so than others, though it made ever so abundant how much of an antithesis he was to her cause of absolute justice. Those that tamper with the dead and those that would treat others as slaves were nothing but a blight upon on a utopia of justice. Orpheus just conveniently fit both those traits. As Charlotte continued to mow through the countless waves of zombies she yelled back to Jedediah saying, "besides, when you do these kinds of crazy stunts alone it always ends horribly later on. After all, Sir Jed, who wants to see their savior doubled over in intense pain just moments after the fight. I'd swear you look on the verge of death about half the time." As she continued to sweep through the zombie ranks she finished by saying, "regardless, I'd much rather purge the world of the man controlling these vile creatures rather than the creatures themselves. Perhaps we should issue the next challenge to Mordecai's forces rather than wait for one such as this to come at our doorstep again."

 

-Human District: Feo Copy 1-
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Feo rose up with his head facing the ground beneath him. His arms swayed left and right as the poison began to take effect. The only thing he could do was smile and then laugh in a demonic manner. He looked up at them, his eyes budged out. A stream of blood had come out of his mouth from the impact of the punch. "You humans are more like pigs then anything. What kind of hunter pins down his prey and leaves them? You aren't a hunter, you're a coward."

"Maybe I should just kill myself to show you how its done. I don't mind, after all, I'm not alone. Come at me little piglet, or do you not have the balls." He purposely began to ridicule Hunter. One reason was this body was no longer usable, the second, it was just too much fun to watch the human scurry in anger like a headless ant. All humans are fools after all.

-Lustor District: Feo Copy 2-
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He gave a sigh. "He looked over to Sven and then gave a laugh. "You think I would help those pigs? I don't kill just Lustors... I kill anything with freedom of will. You call me one of your own... but in truth you know nothing. There are demons in this world... and you're looking at one." He lifted himself up to one of the homes and stood on top.

He watched as Orpheus counted down, his expression unchanged, almost as if he was asking for the challenge. "By the way, Orpheus, that secret entrance, well I'm afraid that it only exists for those who know where it is. Besides, the pathway between is crawling with Spiritia. Oh that's right... None of you know what those are... Hahaha."



"That's just like her... always out for justice. It takes a truly heartfelt person to find the good in everyone they meet. Let's join her yes?" Emi held out her hand towards Kai, the invitation almost seeming mandatory.

"Y-Yeah... sure." He took her hand as she lead the way to where Jedediah and Charolette were. Once there, Kai examined the battlefield which was just as Chieftain stated, zombies were everywhere. In the middle however there were two individuals fighting like mad. "Who is he?"

Emi had the looked of dissatisfaction written all over her face as she saw who the man was. "That... would be Jedediah... please don't look to him as a role model..." Emi admired his courage, but sometimes he had too much and it was completely idiotic. The man also had this weird notion that he was of divine essence, as if a gift from the heavens was given to him.

"Why is that?" Kai asked curiously as he was left in ah as the two continued to bask away at the undead. "He seems to be a really good fighter."

"He's self righteous and a bit of a moron. No doubt I'm going to have to heal him later after all of this. The idiot should know that he couldn't do it alone. Not even the four of us combined could take out an army this big. I'd lose stamina after just 5 minutes. You could probably do some damage though."

"No not really. I only get 8 shots a day. I've already used up 4 of them. Sorry."

"Do you have good aim?"

"What, why?"

Emi rached for her back and grabbed the sword, unfolding it into a balista crossbow. "Well, we're going to help them out as much as we can!" Emi ran over to a box that was conveniently filled with large arrows. "I knew these would come in handy." She ran back with several arrows, placed one in the crossbow and let Kai fire. Before that though, she yelled out, "HEY, CHARLOETTE, MORON, WE GOT YOUR BACK!"

He didn't question it at all and began to aim at the zombies, firing at them while Emi continued to reload it for him. One zombie down, 3 impaled together, a few more decapitated, it was doing work.

 

Vera had gotten to the entrance just in time to be pushed away and told to get out of there. Well, not so much for terrible reasons, and considering the only way she managed to get out of there was by fighting zombies as best she could, she was pretty ticked. She wasn't sure if there would quite be a real safe place with this going on, so instead she just parked her cart in what seemed to be the safest place at the time and she rummaged through her supplies.

It was pretty bad how casually she was accepting the fact that the human district was being blocked off by zombies. The zombies by no means were a natural occurrence, she didn't really know they were zombies she just tried to get out of there. By that time she had she really wished her wheel wasn't broken, or she could have gotten out of there easier. It was more natural to see crap happening for the humans though, and that's why she could walk out of there and just assume she could get out of there.

She saw people running to and from places with weapons drawn, running into homes, and she just shrugged it off. She had no home to head to for protection and at least she had her knives to protect herself. Vera kept constantly checking to see if the coast was clear as she began attempting to fix her wheel the best she could. She needed it, it wasn't like she could just run and grab a new one.
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As Gwen walked away, Hunter turned to follow. He picked up his blade and began walking behind her, intending to follow her and fight his way through the undead once he found himself on the other side of the wall. He only got a few steps when he heard Feo talk. He stopped for a moment, a little annoyed but mainly out of curiousity; what would the boy say in defeat? After a few more moments, he decided it probably wasn't worth it, he was all talk and no action. Nothing he could say would piss off Hunter, after all, Hunter only took his words with a grain of-

"Come at me little piglet, or do you not have the balls."

This phrase stopped Hunter in his tracks as the insult registered. It didn't piss him off, but it did push him closer towards the decision to outright kill him. He held up his hands and gave a sort of shrug, almost as if to say 'why do I even bother?' and then opened his mouth.

Spoiler: WARNING, this part contains mature content and should not be read by anybody of a young age. It contains very violent material. *narrator voice* viewer discretion is advised

"Kids these days, what are you going to do? No matter what you do, they always insist on opening their ****ing mouths. Only way to change that is to silence them forever" he said, sounding somewhat sarcastic in the way he spoke but meaning every word he said. Taking a few steps towards Feo, he dropped his blade to the ground with a clang as he leaped forward and gripped a hand around one of Gwen's arrows. Ripping it out of Feo, he watched as the blood started seeping from the wound. "Figured you wanted that removed, you're welcome" he said simply. He then held the arrow in front of his own face and pretended to examine it closely. "You know, on second thought, I liked it better when it was killing ya" he said, a slightly cold edge to his voice.

His eyes narrowing in concentration, Stefano shot his hand forward with surprising speed and plunged the arrow back into the area Feo's heart would be in. He then ripped it out once more, and again he stabbed it into his victim. Again and again he repeated this motion, blood pouring out of the boy and splashing and slowly covering Hunter's hands as he ruthlessly gutted Feo with nothing but the arrow itself. After a good minute and a half, he ended by sticking the arrow in Feo's skull, grabbing his blade, and cutting the head of the lustor clean off along with both of his arms. He casually watched the head as it fell onto the ground with a thud, and he gave a small smile as he looked at Feo's arms on the ground. "You won't be able to start any fights anymore, Scrawny, now you're just plain 'armless" the murderer said, making a horrible joke that should never be uttered again.

Satisfied, he turned to look in the direction of Beuce. "You know, I can't quite pick what it is about you, but something about you just screams awesome, I'm going to go with the flaming crotch thing. You're still not quite as hot as I am, but hey you're gettin' there" he said, before turning and going after Gwen to make sure she didn't get all the credit for going around the commander's request.​

 

Beuce seemed utterly unphased by the brutal murder of Feo. Rather, he seemed almost pissed off that he hadn't gotten to do it. The little ******. Dodging his attacks. Calling humans pigs! He hit on humans for god's sake! And Beuce wasn't going to be sleeping with any pigs any time soon. Now, he just hoped that hot red-head wasn't actually a pig in a human suit. That would just be awkward. Then, hunter came up and complimented his flaming genitalia (You know when you phrase it like that...it sounds a lot more awkward). "Yeah! Ladies love the crotch fire! I don't know what riding hood over there was talking about when she said as bad as you. I think she meant bad assed." He began following the two, for lack of character interaction otherwise. He may as well help them find this tile. "So. Basically, Somewhere in the human district, a tile lifts up and reveals a hidden passageway. That's descriptive." Beuce looked to Rienzel and nodded. He'd know what to do. His creator pressed the J key, opening up Beuce's quest log. He then clicked on "Find the tile", and hit locate. A blue circle indicating the area it was in appeared on his map...Over the entire human district. "Well that's useful. Try the locate by object." Rienzel did as he was told and clicked the highlighted "tile" word in the description, and hit locate. The words "It is in a hard-to-find location"" appeared on the screen. "No **** that's why we're trying to locate it."


Jedediah smiled as Emi and a boy he'd never seen before came to help, firing shots from her ballista into the zombies they fought. Adapting quickly, he spin kicked a zombie into the path of one of the shots. He thought about what Charlotte said. No one wants to see their savior doubled over in pain. It was true, one of his god given powers came with a price. He felt not even a twinge of exhaustion throughout an entire battle, but after about an hour and a half to two hours of strenuous activity or so, he'd feel it all at once. Depending on how much he did in that time, it'd be quite the painful experience. Charlotte had been witness to more than one occasion on which this happened. But even so, this was their main force! He couldn't let a little risk stop him from defeating it! With a series of reflexive parries, blocks, and blows, he was absolutely decimating the undead. If not for the sheer numbers given to them by Orpheus, it wasn't unlikely Jedediah himself could turn the tides of the war in their favor. It took him longer to kill a lustor than an undead, but he'd never met one he couldn't handle. So far, the ******* commander of these creatures hadn't shown up. From what he'd heard, Orpheus was no slouch in a fight. He wasn't very physically strong, but with his precision telekinesis, he was able to pull off some resourceful and effective tactics. Still, He'd be no match for the hero of god. To defeat Orpheus is why he was born.


The warden thought over her suggestion. He'd never actually met Orpheus, but he'd heard of him. He was the general of the lustors, leading the war against the humans. He was brutal and ruthless, yet effective and a tactician like no other. The warden had thought of going after him on more than one occasion, but Orpheus' actions could almost be justified by the war. When you're in a war, any kill is self defense. They will kill you if you don't kill them. Even if you started the war, once it's begun the blows are fair game. "I may just do that. Any word on his current location?"


As Feo spoke, Orpheus continued to decrease the number of fingers held up on his hand. His expression was an unchanging glare. "If such a passage exists, we will find it. Unless it's hidden by forces of a mystical persuasion, it can be found. I doubt you know any witches or sorcerers. Any i've seen have been merely frauds creating optical illusions. Rest assured, we will find it. Now then..." Orpheus' fingers had all fallen into his palm save for his index finger. His troops, lustor and undead alike, readied their weapons with anticipation. Archers knocked arrows into their bows, and began taking aim. The vanguard was ready to charge on a moment's notice. "Your time is up." He waved his hand downward, signaling for the attack on Feo to start. ​

 

Kai continued to fire into the fret of zombies which seemed like an infinite number. Every time they knocked one down, it just seemed like two more came back out. Was this a waste of spears to continue lunging them into horde? "Emi, we don't seem to be getting anywhere with this onslaught. We should probably fall back.

She rushed back over with a few more spears to fire from the Balista. "You're probably right, but that blockhead over there is kind of hard to convince..." She breathed in and tried to yell back at him, "HEY, BLOCKHEAD! GET OVER HERE AND LET ME HEAL YOU! WE'RE OUTNUMBERED!"

"You like to yell a lot."

"I wouldn't have to yell a lot if my friends weren't such idiots."



-Feo Copy 1: Human District-

As Feo was being stabbed, the only thing on his face was a large sadistic smile. The pain was good. All of it felt so refreshing. He continued to laugh at Hunter's rage. Little did he know he would only be back to haunt him once more.

-Feo Copy 2: Lustor District-

"Not magic, but powers of divine. It was never meant to be found by those of the living." He explained. However no matter his cause, Orpheus saw through his chaos and desired death unto him. Once the number finished, a feeling of divergence appeared once more. A feeling meaning his other half had now been swiped away. Within an instnat, he began to scream as skin was being pulled away from his face and body, his clothes somehow doing the same because anime is just that weird. Within the few moments, another body was born.

"Look like I need a shield."
"I'd be right."
"Good thing I like the pain!" His face moved toward Orpheus as he said that, a dark shadow covering his eyes with the smile of masochism. The two Feo's breathed in and held their breath, beginning their ascension. With the barrage of arrows coming, Feo blocked with his other body to prevent any damage. If one survived, the cycle could continue. "See you later suckers! Have fun with the human rebellion. Their new toys should prove quite fun!"

 

As Kasen continued to watch the events unfold right before him, he hopes at learning valuable information proved true. What he'd obtained was information on the whereabouts of the humans and an interesting trick of the person telling them all this. Duplication, that may prove difficult to get around. Especially since he had no idea how his own powers would work against it. Fortunately he had plenty of time to figure something out as he let Orpheus test the man out. Whether the man lived or died was of little concern to him, the less potential obstacles in his way the better.

 

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Sasha continued following the girl which eventually grew into three now that the two other humans joined up with her. It wasn't really sneaky, but walking around and peeking behind from some random trees wouldn't really be considered tailing a person unnoticed. On the note she also was doing this because the girl was hot-headed and had a notion of shooting things first and asking questions later. "Meh. Simple minded humans need to learn some patience. One day they're gonna do something regretful." As she followed, she noticed another girl following them as well. She could already tell she wasn't human because first humans don't wear THAT many chains on them and she had that I'm-not-duh-human aura. "I thought I was the worst tailer around here...She's making too much noise." In case of getting caught, she shifted behind another tree. If someone was gonna get shot first, it wasn't gonna be her.

~~~Stare~~~​

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"Well I got two answers. Either he's hiding in his humble abode watching everything from a safe distance like any simple-minded leader or he has something to do right in the Lustor District. Knowing him, he wouldn't be in his castle. So the only option is him right now in the Lustor District. What he's doing there though is up to anyone's speculation." She looked at the sky through one of the holes and got to her feet, brushing off her clothes. "Dear me...look at the time already. I must be on my way to my next destination. Even with all of this nonsense going on." She smiled and ran her hand along his arm. "Be a dear and don't do anything stupid around him. He's already not in the best of moods. You'd know what he's feeling right now. Losing that special prisoner of his." She left his presence and walekd over to the door. "I'll make sure to visit you again tomorrow like always. Stay safe Warden." On that note, she left the prison.

 

As Charlotte had continued to cleave through the never ending hordes of zombies, she briefly wondered how much easier this would be if her sword could just shoot some magical beam of light to cleave through everything. Though the thought was washed away easily as she was killing the zombies because sadly, magic doesn't exist. Nevertheless, she continued to go on with her mission as crossbow bolts started raining down upon the undead. Hearing the yelling of just who was shooting said crossbow, Charlotte was glad to see that Emi and the newcomer, Kai, had came in to assist them in their endeavors of massacring an army. Nevertheless, the army seemed to be thinning not too much, and Emi had shouted out to them telling them it'd be wise to retreat. Charlotte had gauged this statement, and it was true, due to the fact that the undead had no stated number and had no sign of decreasing, perhaps leaving would be the best choice at the moment until a point where the army was definitely killable. Shouting to Jedediah, Charlotte called out, "it would appear as though retreat is the proper course of action at the moment. So Sir Jed, I'd suggest we leave at the moment and recollect ourselves before we strike against the army again."

 

As Beuce was talking to mysterious voices inside his head, Hunter simply assumed he had a severe mental disorder. His idea of locating the tile, however, was a good one. If they were to lift the tile they would need to know where it was. Pretending that Gwen hadn't thought of finding it before, he pulled out a map and laid it out on the ground. "Voices in your head won't tell you anything, ya need a good map to tell ya where it's layin'" Hunter said. He began pointing at a point on the map. "This here's where we're sittin'," he said, pointing to the marker that said 'Ginger, Hothead, and Most-awesome-guy-to-ever-exist', as seen from Hunter's perspective. "And i'm guessing the tile's riiiiiight over..." he said, moving his finger along as spoke. He stopped suddenly, encountering a problem. The entire right side of the human district map was black and faded at the edges, probably because he hadn't explored there yet.

He put away the map quickly, hopefully before anybody noticed his mistake. He did it just in time to hear what Gwen said about the no killing rule. "No killin'? Are you serious, Ginger? You know what, I don't wanna follow you anymore" he said, crossing his arms and turning away from her, acting very childish. He would have continued, but he heard the sound of chains dragging along. Hunter wasn't the smartest person, but even he knew that the humans that lived in the human district didn't walk around in chains. "Everybody quiet, I think I hear some kind of sex slave" he said, trying to focus on the direction the sounds were coming from.


Sven stopped as Feo floated away. He had been waiting for the kill order before attacking, but now it seemed his chance had gone. He glanced over at Orpheus to try to see his reaction, but couldn't get much of a reading. Turning to look in the direction of the human district they were laying siege to now, he focused his attention on that. Inside, there were a lot of humans, simply standing there and waiting. While their orders were to starve them out, Sven desperately wanted to simply run in there and slaughter them, but for the moment he stood still.

Gawain was more than a little pissed off. Not only had this person killed for mere entertainment, but now he was floating away like a coward? It frustrated him beyond belief. Racing over to an undead, he picked it up and simply threw it at Feo. The undead didn't come anywhere near Feo, though it did go higher in the air than most would expect, but it did come crashing down harmlessly in a pile of bones and rotting flesh. Maybe Orpheus wouldn't be happy, but he didn't care. He didn't serve Orpheus, he served Mordecai. "Why did you give him time to run? Why did you wait? He got away because of you!" he called out in anger at the Necromancer.​

 

Vera finally just couldn't keep up with fixing the wheel, and finished up the best she could. She needed to buy a new one now, and that was going to force her to lose quite a few meals because of it. Sure she could eat her own squirrels but she had nothing to cook it on and she remembered the last time she tried to make a campfire in an alley with a shudder.

Vera pulled the cart into an alleyway finally and sat down in defeat before she noticed somebody else was there. When she noticed his pouch of money that was all she cared about and she yelled, "Hey sir. Would you be interested in buying anything? I am selling food and medication." she wasn't sure how well it'd go but she would do her best to try and get every cent off this man.
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Beuce made an exasperated sigh. "No hitting on huh? ...What about flirting?" He was met with a glare and shake of the head. "How about-" This time he was met with a fist. As he hadn't been able to entirely cool his body yet, her knuckles would be burnt more. Still, he rubbed his cheek after the fist had connected. She had one hell of a right hook. Just the kind he liked. Beuce was almost confused at the mention of a sex slave, but then heard the chains and saw a young blonde girl wearing them. He was taken aback by the sight. "Whoa. Didn't know it was that kind of RP. Not that i'm complaining." He walked over to the girl. Obviously she was a sex slave, and a kinky one at that! If the hottest piece of sexy ever to grace god's green earth couldn't score with a girl who's entire purpose for existing was to get it on, then something was severely wrong with this picture. He suavely put his arm around her and winked. "You know if it weren't for me, you'd be the hottest thing around." Now that he mentioned it, her skin was rather warm. He was immune to high temperatures, but he could still detect their presence. Like Yogi and bears, she was certainly warmer than your average sex slave.


Jedediah certainly didn't like the idea of retreating. Backing down never sat well with him, but he knew that even he wouldn't be able to mow through all of the army at the rate they were going. He'd already gone through enough stamina that when the exhaustion hit him, it wouldn't be too pleasant. He blocked a hit with his shield and impaled the undead that struck at him with the blade in his hand. They'd likely managed to slay between them at least three hundred undead. While their numbers ranged in the tens of thousands, this was a feat worthy of note. "This is a tactical withdrawl. We will be back to take another chunk from his army later." Jedediah said to Charlotte as he ran back to the human district. Once he was through the gate, he sheathed his sword. The man looked as healthy as when he'd gone into the fight. Not even a drop of sweat on him. Although, he knew the exhaustion would catch up with him soon enough.

Orpheus glared at Gawain. He was stepping out of line. Waving a hand, he sent a small group of undead to trail after Feo. Flight or not, they could still track him. "First, As you saw from the onslaught of arrows that pelted him, he's rather difficult to bring down and likely would have escaped regardless. Second, Intel is a vital asset when combating any opponent, but lustors especially. Information is power. And lastly..." Orpheus' tone grew deeper and more serious. "You're stepping out of your place. Speaking to your superior officer in such a tone, if i felt the need to i could have you detained. The only reason i don't is because you're a soldier worth having on my team. But that will only get you so far, half blood." Orpheus said spitefully. He'd heard of this man. A creature some would consider unholy. The result of the union between lustor and human. His strength of both body and will were great, but he was looked down upon for his origin.


Now that Maye was gone, The Warden too set out in a different direction. The was something off about that girl. The way she talked to him without fear wasn't something your average person would be able to do. Her activities were less than legal, but her usefulness outweighed her crimes. A necessary evil, one might say. General Orpheus would likely be somewhere near the human district about now, if not still in his castle. If the latter was the case, then he'd pay him a visit after he'd searched the lustor district. He wanted to find out more about this "dangerous criminal" he spoke of. ​

 

Having successfully convinced Jedediah that a tactical retreat was quite the sound choice for the moment, Charlotte saw no reason to keep herself amongst the rest of these undead. Tightening the grip on her blade, she started charging forward through the horde of zombies, cleaving through all that would bar her path. After making her way through the massive wall of corpses, she sheathed her golden blade away, and had to catch her breath for a seconds. Unlike her zombie killing partner, she was quite visibly tired and required a good thirty seconds before she could say, "well then, that was met with minimal success." After recovering as best she could, she then began to think aloud. "Hm, something must've changed for them to decide to launch an offensive of this scale though. Perhaps that prisoner was someone extremely important to whatever Mordecai is plotting." She started to think about this only to realize that Jedediah had yet to meet the prisoner. "Right, we should probably go and meet up with Emi and Kai, the aforementioned prisoner, now." With that she started walking towards the duo was.

 

The white haired girl sighed in relief. The block head saw that this was going nowhere after all. She equipped the Balistasword and ran over to the two. "Alright, while I treat this idiot for his wounds, Charloette, if you have any wounds please let me know now." Emi reached for her pocket to reveal a small pocket knife.

"What are you going to do?" Kai questioned her still unaware of her ability to heal injuries. He also grew concerned that she held out a knife.

Emi nicked her wrist and drew blood. "You're not the brightest for jumping off the wall. You're lucky you can turn off your reflexes or you'd have felt both of your legs being broken." She rose his pants from the ankle and threw her knife into each leg, only to end with her inserting some of her own blood. The treatment would be quick and effective. Within no time at all, his bones should have been healed and the knife wounds fully sewn together by new muscle and skin.

Kai's expression was that of shock. This girl could heal mostly anything it seemed. That means if he shot someone by accident, she could surely heal them right? If they were enemies, he would be in some serious trouble. "Oh." was all he could say about this current situation.



Feo came falling from the sky slowly as he adjusted the molecules in him to let it be a smooth landing. He landed next to two people, a man and woman. He didn't really care who they were nor did he really take any notice. The body left over was filled with arrows. Enough time had pass since the bodies death to indicate the ability to split again. It was going to be another painful experience once again.

He began to scream his skin stretched out allowing for the birth of another. Once the process finished, he nodded at the other self he just cloned. "Meet the pigs at the blue tile. Oh, remember, flee if you know who shows up. It would be bad to be exposed after all."

"I know I know. We are one in the same after all. There kind makes me puke anyway. What are you going to do?"

"If you didn't already know. We share a consciousness after all. I'll end up either killing innocent bystanders or gathering intel on the king. We are here after all for Him."

"Right. Well, I'm off." The Feo copy flew away to meet the humans at the blue tile his previous self had once talked about.

 

Hunter couldn't help but chuckle a little bit as Cierra spoke of Sven. "So you really are a sex slave!" he exclaimed. He loved pushing peoples' buttons, it was one of the things he found enjoyment in the most, and he took every opportunity to do so. After Cierra knocked Gwen's bow away from her and brought up proving her worth, Hunter couldn't help but put his two cents in once again. "You keep saying things that make it seem like you're going to kill us" he said, now laughing a little. It was a laughter that made him sound even more cocky than he already seemed to most that knew him or knew of him. "One thing you're gonna need to get through your head, I ain't gonna go down so easy to Mordecai himself, let alone some little girl with kinky chains, ya got that?" he said, fully believing what he said. "But if you're lookin' for some little boy, there're plenty of them back there. If you're willin' to pay, we can come to some little agreement" he said, showing his lack of loyalty. While he was certainly on the humans' side, Hunter was an easily bought man.


Gawain shut his mouth. Orpheus was right, he did outrank him. No matter how hard he fought, no matter how well he did, Orpheus would always outrank him, his parents had seen to that. Still seething slightly but knowing defeat, he turned his back to the general and began slowly walking away, still listening to him speak as he did. He continued going, right up until Orpheus called him 'half blood', at which point he turned around. His fellow soldiers calling him that, he was fine with. He was used to it, and they were like family to him, but anyone aside from them calling him that he absolutely hated. He knew it wasn't meant as a nickname, or a friendly jab or anything, it was a direct insult. Rank or not, he wouldn't just let it slide. Turning around, he stepped forward and began walking towards the necromancer.

"You use my blood as a way to insult me, and you think you can get away with it because you're Lord Mordecai's *****? I may be a half blood, but you run around injecting your blood into corpses! What are you, the whore of necrophilia? I bet you even-" he started, being cut off abruptly as he was punched in the jaw and knocked to the ground.


Sven pulled back his arm and let it relax at his side, satisfied for the moment after his strike to Gawain's jaw. "You may have had the right ideas about protecting the other soldiers, and I can respect that, but if you dare to speak to Orpheus in that tone ever again, I'm going to rip your head off and mount it on a pike as a warning to anybody else who grows a pole up their ass big enough to make them think they're important. What do you think that's going to do to your other soldiers' morale? Keep your opinions to yourself, Freak" Sven spat out, insulting Gawain as he did so.

Gawain got up right as the last words left Sven's mouth and threw himself at Sven with the strength of a lion.

Stepping to the side and ducking a little bit, Sven reacted quickly. Delivering a swift punch to Gawain's stomach, he winded the soldier and then took a brief step back and performed a devastating kick to Gawain's back, sending him crashing to the ground. He watched as Gawain fell to the ground and remained there, knowing defeat when he saw it. "Forgotten already? I'm your superior too, freak. Don't even think for a second you've got what it takes to take me on, you won't get a second chance next time" he said, literally kicking Gawain while he was down.​

 

It was a day like any other. The boy, Gale, was simply walking down the street, whistling his tunes, singing a little dos and a little diddies, but no dums. What was on today's agenda? **** if he knew. He was just going to keep walking down the street until something interesting happ- was that a flying person? Gale was pretty sure he just saw someone fly away using some sort of magi- wait magic didn't exist. Though, he never knew of a flying lustor, but that seemed like a totally awesome power to have. Continuing to walk down to where the boy flew from, he saw a few people and one of them seemed pretty familiar. Though he was pretty sure he had never known an orange haired boy in his life. Wait a second. Putting his finger on his chin the boy then stared into the air with some sort of thought bubble forming above him. Thinking back to about five seconds ago, a chibi version of an orange haired floating away on a balloon appeared in his mind, and everything suddenly made...sense?

Walking over to the group, he cheerily waved to the people and said, "hellllloooo~." An entrance that clearly lacked any care for whatever was actually going on. "So, I'm a bit curious but did you just like, fly into the sky...and then teleport back here?" The boy was quite curious as to what was going on with this Lustor man, who seemed to have some sort of carefree demeanor about him.

As Charlotte and Jedediah made their way to Emi and Kai, Emi immediately went into her nurse mode. Truly one of those that kept the righteous sword of justice from breaking under duress. As she began to heal Jedediah, she chastised him for being as careless as he was with Kai being rather fascinated by her healing prowess. Charlotte then decided to ask them the pending question which was, "so, now what shall we do. Clearly this offensive isn't going to let up, and with Orpheus controlling practically all the entry points of the city, our situation is only worse. What's more," her attention turned to Kai, "the timing of you joining us and this blockade could not be mere coincidence, and so this is more than likely a ploy to gain you back. As such," drawing her golden blade out once more and pointing it to the sky in front of her, she proclaimed "we shall have to be wary of and fend off any sort of foreign body that would dare to lay a hand on a member of our group of justice seekers." Her expression was one of an enthusiastic smile, though due to soreness it was slightly forced along side her arm holding the sword up trembling.

 

After successfully gaining a pouch of money from that foolish man, Ace had stopped in a alley as to count his earnings. It wasn't a bad haul, all things considered. While he felt like he easily could've gotten more if he'd wagered more. Maybe he should've taken the clothes as well, while they probably would've been worth next to nothing, you never know with how desperate some people can be.

It was then that he heard the sounds of a cart being pulled in. Looking up, he saw that a girl had brought a wagon with her into the alley. She had asked if he wanted to buy something. Hmm, maybe he could try to get something for free off this girl. Sure an average person probably wouldn't try to con a girl, but it wasn't like he was going to take everything from her. Just the items that he would need the most.

However before he could speak another person had appeared clear out of the sky. Definitely the strangest thing that he's seen, or so he thought. For next the man who'd fallen from the sky had split in two and unlike the general assumption when someone get's split into, he seemed perfectly fine. Despite the painful screams of course. "Um, who the hell are you?" Falling from the sky was one thing, but splitting into two was something else entirely different.

Once again before an answer could be given, someone else had stumbled upon the slowly forming group. Since this person had shown up pretty normally, which was a good thing don't get him wrong, it still didn't explain why he was here. Unless it was because of the man who'd fallen from the sky. Well, seeing as he just answered his own question, he decided to say nothing and wait for someone else to speak up.