Linde glared at Niils who replied with a contented smirk. Her body felt hot, and she was beginning to sweat. She tugged at the dollar of her blouse, trying to fan herself a little as he cocked his head to the side.
"Enjoying the view?" She hissed.
"Very much so." He replied with a chuckle.
A...
The ship had taken off suddenly, catching Nomiya and Miki off guard. The elder Saiyan clutched her child to her chest as she used the other hand to stabilize herself amidst the pipes and beams in the bowels of the vessel. Finally, as it breached the atmosphere and settled down.
"That was scary...
The moon above rose to its peak and fell beyond the horizon, heralding the coming of the dawn. Hawk rode at a steady peace through the night, stopping only when Kyero forced them to so Lonan could pull the bolts from his back and give them a crude patch job using what few tools Kyero had at his...
Kyero remained silent as Lonan removed Josephine from the cell. His eyes trailed after the broken blonde's disturbed, unconscious facial expression, taking note of how, even in her sleep, she looked like she was still fighting. Still resisting.
... Much like himself.
As they exited the dungeon...
Kyero stood still as stone, just like he had when they were crouched on the hill outside observing the fort for weaknesses and waiting for the sun to set. His head was turned towards a very specific cell just down the hall. The bars were lightly illuminated by the candles along the path, as were...
Kyero dashed around the corner with three enemies trailing. His back was getting weaker with each passing moment, and if he couldn't find a way to fight back effectively he wasn't going to last long.
... Still... There was one option available if need be.
No... Last effort only. He thought...
Kyero winced as he reeled back from the first assault. They came in greater numbers and with more force than he expected.
These were no common soldiers.
Most were the same height as Lonan and Kyero, averaging between 5' 11" and 6' 2" respectively. All were very well trained and sported near...
The woman's head shifted slowly towards Lonan, her sly grin never wavering.
"You consider a mere emotion more dangerous than he who was created of the Devil's spawn? Jokes are for children, my dear." She croaked, her head sliding back towards Kyero.
"Do you seek justice as well, Demon?"
"If I...
Kyero's gaze slid to Lonan, taking note of his anger and what he might have to do if Lonan lost complete control. But he kept his focus firmly planted on the woman.
"This old fort is my home, and you are both trespassing."
The dagger in his hand twisted, slicing another layer of flesh. But she...
Kyero, silent as a shadow, slipped up to the level above to follow Lonan. Crouching down like a cat with his belly near the ground, he kept his eyes peeled for any and all signs of movement not belonging to Lonan himself. The "master" the old woman spoke of wouldn't let them take Josephine from...
Kyero meandered through the dark and foreboding hallways of the dungeon's upper level until they reached a section where the ground opened up between paths to see the cells below. And this is where Kyero knew they had to be extra careful. If finding Josephine was truly this simple, then there...
Kyero was already out of the way as the door was thrown open. Through the black void emerged a spiked club which shot out about 6 feet before coming to a stop. Kyero approached it and gave it a tug, pulling it off its device and then dropped it to the ground.
"Hmph."
Kyero then used the open...
"Ooohh... I see."
Kyero slowly turned and gave Lonan a death glare before looking back to the old woman.
"Where is the girl?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. My master would be most displeased if I said anything."
"Your... Master?"
"I've said too much already, dear. I'm sorry."
The...
"Ho ho ho ho. Well, that's a shame. I just made a fresh brew, too."
She walked further out into the center of the room with Kyero's glowing red eyes locked on her the whole way.
"Oh, my. If my eyes aren't mistaken, you're the legendary Red-Eyed Demon, aren't you?"
"Who's to say?"
"Ho ho ho...
Kyero hesitated with his second step, touching down as light as a feather before standing up straight.
"... No..." He replied quietly.
He glanced around the pristine courtyard and let out a deep breath.
"... My imagination running away with me." He said quietly.
He continued slowly rotating...
Kyero's gaze remained firmly planted on the center of the courtyard.
"Calm yourself." He whispered, never taking his eyes off that spot down below.
"Look at the courtyard." He whispered.
The grass, cobblestone, the armor and weapon racks, even the flipping barrels of ale... Everything was...
Kyero kept his eyes on the world around them as Lonan spoke.
"She'll likely be kept in the safest place possible as an important prisoner, which would be the lower dungeon." He replied quietly.
He took a few steps towards the stairs leading down and crouched as low as possible, pausing near...
Within the walls of the fort, Kyero stayed right on Lonan's tail as they ascended. He could tell Lonan had at least done something like this before. But the fact that the space was literally smaller than Kyero's shoulder width, and only slightly larger than Lonan's, made it more tedious. And...
Linde heard the knock and approached the door, allowing Aetri to come inside.
And Linde, wiping her chin from a bead of sweat produced by the warm temperature of the room without any kind of ventilation except the open window, let out a heavy sigh.
"He's all yours, love... I think I need to...
The passage of time is a cruel mistress. Particularly to those in distress. But to those without stake in the world, the passage of time was simply a waiting game.
And wait, Kyero did.
Crouched atop the hill with the anxiety/rage machine known as Lonan nearby, Kyero remained still as stone...