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- Eh, - the priestess waves her hand. - The nobility has its quirks. Perhaps she gets up so early to spend less time in the hustle and bustle among ordinary people - have you considered that? You know, today is a great holiday - November 1st. The first day of the end of autumn. So, I have something for you. I would like to bring you breakfast in bed, but since I am a Nihonkan and you are a Rheian, I'm afraid I only have cold steel for you... - she pulls a second katana from behind her back and solemnly presents it to the sex-empress. - It's called "Aponia and Ataraxia". Uh, I didn't name it, so don't mind.
- Oh-oh-oh, thank you. - She gratefully accepts the gift but sets it aside for now. - Such a guest should be greeted with all due solemnity. So, give me a moment to get out of bed and get myself together.
...
Some time later.
With extraordinary care, she first examined the scabbard and then the blade itself. After nodding in satisfaction, she placed "Aponia and Ataraxia" on her lap and tied one of her hair ribbons to the hilt. - Now no one will mistake whose sword this is. - She smiled, got up, and hugged the priestess. - Thank you again, it's a very cute weapon.
Driven by his thirst for destruction, Despair relentlessly attacked Gion, but the monster's claw strikes met an invisible barrier – Moen protected the warrior. "Carnelian" didn't give the enemy a second chance, hacking the body of the monster that terrified Margel to pieces. There was no follow-up attack – the apostle collapsed dead, his madness coming to an end.
Mentally thanking the elements for their support, Alaria exhaled and put her sword back in its scabbard. She couldn't know how their confrontation looked from the outside, but as a participant, she felt the tension hanging in the air. The universal hope of the people gathered here, merged into a single onslaught. And now, silence hung in the air, broken only by the joyful exclamations of her comrades. Welfern was saved, and the victims of Despair were avenged.
- Cute, you say? - Myco tilted her head for a moment, contemplating this alien concept - attributing such an epithet to a weapon designed to tear open enemies' bellies - then nodded. - Well, now I'm sure, ha-ha. I'm glad you like it. Consider it a gift for the time we spent together. But I'll tell you right away - it needs to be enchanted to upgrade its durability, and you shouldn't delay with that. The best time is right now, because anything can happen in our lives at any moment. However, there's something else that comes with it... - she pulls out a Harmony Watch and two vials of lacquer - red and black - from under her cloak. - Can you believe it? I got a deal, and they came as a set! Isn't that something? Without hesitation, she removes the glove that Sonata had just put on and fastens the watch on her wrist, then frowns for a while, holding one lacquer vial, then the other, to her fingers. - I can't seem to figure out which one would suit you better. Which one do you choose? Black would look good with your hair color, I think, but the other one is nice too. Oh! And I have pink too, - she pulls it out and compares.
-- So, it didn't even explode? I mean, good job, thanks, Anuzish. As you can see, the efforts of literally everyone were rewarded! -- the girl looked sadly at the ruins around.
"I hoped until the very end that the Sovereign would come up with some way, and we would teleport to a city that was not actually damaged. It just can't be that our princess is less talented than the Mindjin senator... But apparently, he wins with something else. By the way, speaking of him."
-- This was a great victory, but it is associated with great sorrow. We didn't know what to do to ensure that the Empire would emerge from this struggle without losses. But we won, we won so that this would not happen again and to restore hope to everyone who remains. Guys, despite this, we don't relax, it's not that simple in our business. The gods and saints helped us generously, we were strong, but we wouldn't have been so strong without them, so thank our patrons without ceasing... And hoping that our patrons will also support us in the remaining part of the mission.
Erephir approaches the dragon (the others guard against the Mindjin) and... Carefully scrapes off a layer of Despair with the sharp edge of her hammer, monitoring its condition so that she can stop in time if something goes wrong. Nozenrotka takes a thick layer of skin and scales and wraps the heart inside, trying not to touch the latter.
-- I still haven't figured out how to avoid going crazy, but if I feel that it's getting worse, someone should take over, and don't stray too far along the way. Also, there is a slight hope that something completely immune to everything, including the enemy, will contain its curse for a sufficient amount of time, -- she explained, without adding that the dragon's scales could also be useful in crafting, what else could be used to make Nari chic boots? Of course, this needs to be thought about. Well, and what definitely won't hurt them is proof of victory. The most obvious way the Mindjin could strike is to take the dragon's head or any other organ and say that the victory belongs to them. After removing the skin, this could no longer be done: without the skin, any other organ would be absurdly incomplete.
"And I'll put my spirit experience to use right here if I have problems moving? I hope not),"
- Yes, I like it very much. - Pressing the gift to her majestic feminine form, she smiled warmly. - Every time I grip the hilt of this sword, I will remember your thoughtfulness. - As soon as Sonata accepted the magnificent weapon, her eyes witnessed even more gifts. - Oh-oh-oh, you're really spoiling me today. - She twirled the watch in her hands, displaying it with satisfaction to herself and the giver. - And the nail polish... I haven't used it in a while. - Remembering for a moment that the cult's perverts somehow didn't particularly use it, she frowned noticeably, but with an effort of will quickly banished these thoughts from her head. - Well, if you don't mind, I'll take the pink one, because I suspect you might have been planning to use it yourself, and I think you'd be right - this color would suit you better than any other.
Deciding not to wait for an answer, she spends some time applying the nail polish. - So, how does it look on me? In the room's dim light, however, this color might not look quite pink, but rather pale chestnut, but that didn't really matter....
- Hmm... I would like to reward you with something equally worthy, but I don't have anything like that right now, so... - Taking another white ribbon, she adorned her friend's hair with it. - Let it be like this for now, and I'll come up with something better later.
White Ribbon +1 to beauty. Does not take up an accessory slot.
- Heh, arigato. That's enough for now. And the lacquer... I think someone like me would suit a different shade better. After all, the character of its owner also matters, and mine is definitely not a soft pink. But it looks great on you, and it doesn't even seem pale chestnut, as it might seem in the shadows of the room.
After chatting about this and that for a while, she switches to a serious tone:
- Okay... I wouldn't want to spoil this lovely morning with heavy matters, especially before breakfast, but besides everything else, I came to talk about other things too. I think you understand what I mean.
An attempt to force a square peg into a round hole: Erathia - Superman (obviously?) Garrett - Batman (so gloomy, full of pathos, haunted by the death of his family) Alaria - Wonder Woman (wonderful and feminine, those amazing stockings, we remember, we mourn) Kilika - The Flash (supposedly agile and fast) Kalina - Martian Hunter (overpowered) Beata - Hawkgirl (hit first, ask questions later) Guyon - Green Lantern (former military) (and Hawkgirl and Lantern are a canonical couple, that's important)
But in general, you can probably interpret it in many different ways.
The Black Heart of Despair seems to come alive, and a complete darkness envelops everything around.
Beata's Chill dies.
Mysterious dies.
Beata loses consciousness.
Gion's Chill dies.
Gion loses consciousness.
Garrett loses the blessing of fire.
Garrett loses consciousness.
Alaria loses consciousness.
Erephir loses the blessing of earth.
Erephir's Chill dies.
Eclipse dies.
The blessing of the Elemental Kingdom fades.
Belik dies.
Kilika loses the blessing of air.
Kilika loses consciousness.
Kalina loses the blessing of water.
Kalina loses consciousness.
All those present see the same nightmare: they are lying chained to a stone bed, surrounded by unfamiliar people whose gazes express nothing but indescribable hatred and contempt. An elf leads the process. First, their chests are cut open while they are still alive, then their hearts are removed. Their bellies are cut open, and their entrails are pulled out. The process continues until their bodies are completely dissected and then eaten by the participants in the procession.
After some time, they regain consciousness, each having lost 15 units of spirit. The Black Stone is nowhere to be seen.
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