"Well, look at that! More meatsa--"
Lone's voice was interrupted as more bolts hit her and the impact made her lose her breath. Small cracks of pale skin would slowly present itself, clearly the metamorphosis could not absorb the magic forever.
"Hah! That bitch's falling down! Bind her to the Arcane Soul Sphere and bring her to one of the vans!"
One Vindicator hurled a mystical orb glowing in vibrant colors. The orbs grew larger and larger as seconds passed away. When the orb was grown into a sufficiently large enough sphere, it exerted a strong pulling force at Lone, in an attempt to suck her inside.
"I have one portable water gun... let's see if it works!" a Crimson Vindicator said and pulled out a water gun in an attempt to put out the black fire.
If the water was normal it would work but require absurd amounts - and time which made it practically useless. It would need to be purified or enchanted to have a useful effect on the fire.
"Wait... these flames... they are invincible!"
"What?"
"I think some magics could be used. Stop for awhile, Kaki (that one using the water gun),"
Another Vindicator slowly closed his eyes, sat on the floor and began to concentrate his mind and mana, channeling essences toward the water gun. The water gun was now enchanted. "Kaki, let's see if this works,"
"Alright," Kaki aimed his water gun again and unleashed streams of weird liquid glowing vibrantly in purple. It took Kaki a few minutes to extinguish the flames, but it was a lot better and shorter now.
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Aedari's did not push too hard as she noticed the reduced effect, she merely held a grip casually around them making it hard to fight back properly against the ones that obeyed her will flawlessly.
The Vindicators grunted in surprise and were distracted as their fingers were shaking and itching. "H-hey, what happened to our fingers???"
"Shit! Not at this very moment..."
"Right on the money, she is a manchild you kn-" Lone once more interrupted by the assault.
"What?!?! You little filthy varmint--"
A thunderous yet dark voice echoed around the battlefield, "Whose will?"
"Ooo, aren't Aedari in luck?! Aedari came for one commander but now there's twoie-twoie (two)!"
She bent her fingers as claws as she rose her hands upwards, causing the ground around her to lift high into the air, forming a large floating rock. (10^2~ meters)
Casting two spells at the same time was no easy feat and thus it would take a few seconds to make it levitate at the height she wanted it to.
"Please stop fucking around, would you?" Deroc said as he aimed his Staff of Supremacy toward the floating rock. From the top crystal of the Staff came a surge of powerful pink ray which hit the floating rock.
"I'm sorry if those mischievous Flardyrn fools have caused you any trouble, but would you please leave our land as soon as possible? You should get an entry permit and passports next time you visit the great Pherith Empire. We welcome you in the future, but please, leave now,"
"Sorry~ can't do!" Aedari replied with a loud childish laugh.
"Hey! Hey! Can you stop fooling around and, please fuck off, would you?!" Deroc's tone had slightly changed, with a hint of anger and anxiety, as well as the slight increase in volume.
She rose her hands once more starting to cast a spell, yet it was canceled as she spoke again, with a different voice.
"Deroc, I.." (Amber's if they manage to recognize it)
"Linnea? W--"
She then let out a shout of pain and put her hands on her ears as if in mental pain, then yet another voice was heard.
"What the fuc--" Deroc was interrupted and jumped in sudden flabbergast.
"Take your filthy peace loving hands of my creation!" (Sapphire)
"I wonder, what the fuck has happened just now? Hmm..."
Aedari breathed heavily after the experience with a playful grin she stared towards Deroc, "You look tasty.."
"That's gross..." Deroc looked at Aedari in a disgusted (and terrified) face. "Why does so many of these (fuckers)... want to eat me??? Do I look like chicken or cake?" (to no one in particular).
"Lone! Stop slacking and come up and play!" she added after a second of thought.
As things continued to get more messy and chaotic, Deroc's rage and anxiety was slowly becoming more obvious...
"I couldn't stand it anymore." Deroc said as his breaths of frustration became louder and longer.
Lone simply grunted in reply as she finally managed to summoned forth her spectral wings to quickly fly upwards and land on the small floating island. She too breathed heavily from the long continuous beating.
While standing on her three limbs she summoned her bow which she put on the ground in front of her for now, she then summoned a few arrows which she put between her teeth for faster reloading in the upcoming fight.
"If you insist to stay here and fool around, then begone from my Empire! I am very, very tired to be polite, FUCKERS!!! And you too, Azlariah!"
"Azlariah, I won't stop you if you--"
"Really? My love, finally--" Azlariah's voice responded in a flirty and joyous tone, before being interrupted by Deroc.
"No! Go, OUTside, OUTside and out of the Pherithian lands if you want to have your own kingdom! Don't make one on Pherithian lands!"
Suddenly, Deroc realized something in the middle of the flame war. "Linnea??? Something bad must've happened, I must see what's going on!"
Before leaving, Deroc turned back and left his words, "Cakes, finish off these fuckers until they fuck off! I have another thing to do," Deroc then began levitating in the air, disappearing from sight (stealth) and desperately searched around for Amber.
The Living Cakes (OOC: remember, they are much harder than usual cakes that we eat) obeyed Deroc's words and began chasing the Flardyrn and Underworld troops away from the Pherithian lands.
(to be continued)
