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Chapter 8 Zero Gale And Dew

  • "Get up, pretty boy! You don't have time to mess around!" A yell came from behind Aquarius, grasping everyone's attention.
  • "Hm? What in tarnation?!" Aquarius groaned. Knives flew towards the blond knight. A veil of water appeared in response to the blades, and soon Aquarius responded, sending bullets of water into the dark. The thrown knives flew up to his dismay, smashing the spheres into droplets of water.
  • "Tch! My King, it does see some of the rats of Silverstone still live! Allow me to deal with this pest. I'll be sure to drown him deep into the abyss."
  • From out of nowhere, a fist flew swiftly from Aquarius' left. Gale, who was faster, managed to hold out his hand and move to save Aquarius from the brutal skull-crushing punch aimed at him.
  • "Aquarius, I'll handle him!" Gale reassured, glaring down at Trickster in the process,
  • "You are Trickster, are you not? The man who evaded our attacks here in your homeland?" Gale questioned ever so lifelessly.
  • "So , what If I am!?" Trickster grunted, his golden eyes gazing deep into Gales.
  • He could tell this man's life no longer remained the same. Trickster gulped, feeling the crushing of his fist begin after Gale had caught it. Gale pressurized his fist , hoping to break Trickster's hand entirely.
  • "You'll be dying now. I'll see to it the wind carries your soul straight to Chaos Realm, where our Goddess waits!"
  • "Oh my god!!! My hand!! You will break it if you keep doing that!" Trickster yelled.
  • As Trickster's hand came right off his wrist, laughter then filled the air.
  • "Grr, Plaster?! Really?!" Gale groaned and crushed the fake hand immediately, sending the pieces into the air.
  • "Haha, tricked yah!" Trickster stated, moving back only to take up a stance. His jester outfit was flowing with the wind. Two knives were within his grasp as he readied himself for combat against Gale once again.
  • "You will not be leaving here alive! Especially after what you did to my town; I won't stand by and watch you meander about killing anything and everything you see unfit."
  • Trickster shouted, his stance unwavering and determination growing with every second passing. Despite being faced with three enemies, he stood his ground.
  • "Alive? These two have given up their lives for the innocent. These two are actual soldiers. No longer do they feel or even rush with emotions. This two... they are proper soldiers. True killing machines!" King Moira said.
  • Gale cracked his neck, and within a single second, he appeared in front of Trickster, sending a knee-high into his gut, shouting, "Tempest Drill!"
  • Trickster's jester hat flew off as he slid across the area. He held himself up by the knee while the blood crept out of his mouth.
  • "Shit... he's too fast!" Trickster thought. Gale used the wind once again to move over to Trickster. Trickster's eyes closed, knowing this was the end. Fortunate for him, it wasn't. Gale remained still, finding himself unable to move. His dark eyes glared down at his legs, and vines seemed to have grabbed onto him, holding him down in place.
  • "Hm? what the hell is going on?" Gale angrily stated.
  • "I owe you one more, Trickster!" Roselia shouted, moving swiftly towards Gale.
  • "Well, little Roselia has some fight left in her yet. I'll exterminate you!"
  • Once in between Gale and Trickster, Roselia moved her hands onto Gale's chest. Chanting once more, the damaged Roselia unleashed the fury of leaves, vines, and trees on her former comrade. Gale's body soon vanished into a thick forest constructed by Roselia, who used up too much aura even to see whether he was dead.
  • "Rose...lia....no.." Turstin breathed heavily, holding onto the arm that continued to spew more and more of his dark aura.
  • King Moira chuckled softly, but soon his chuckling vanished. He turned his back to Turstin and walked over to the heavily breathing Roselia.
  • "Hey...you alright, girl?" Trickster asked, moving to Roselia's side, scooping her up into his arms. Aquarius stood where he was, keeping Turstin down on the ground with his spear. Roselia's eyes glared at the King, who walked over slowly.
  • "This is bad. The last time I fought him, his face wasn't changing like that!" Trickster informed.
  • "You will meet your end here under the darkened sky, muahahaha!" King Moira announced quite loudly.
  • Roselia's breathing increased as her aura decreased even more. Trickster growled a bit, biting down on his lower lip. He stood motionless as the King made his path clear. He aimed to attack the duo that held their position against him with some help from Turstin , who seemed to have been disabled and glued in place by his cursed arm.
  • "Roselia! R-Run!" Turstin instructed.
  • "Shit! Stay awake, girl! I can't do this alone!" Trickster yelled, putting Roselia down on the ground and swiftly launching a knife in the King's direction.
  • King Moira laughed , allowing the two blades that circled him to smack the knife away with ease. Unfortunately for Trickster, the wire attached to the knife was also sliced into pieces. He held out his fist and retrieved another knife, sending that after the King .
  • Throughout the battle, Catastrophe giggled, her expression revealing how unimpressed she was.