Shattering Humanity-Chapter 282: Multiple Interference Penalties On The Play
"...’Now it’s your turn Vagn’, the king continued, ’and I’m curious to hear your vow as your family is noted for it’s bravery.’
Vagn’ said: ’This is my vow that I shall follow Sigvalsi and Búi, my kinsman, in this journey and I shall stay as long as Búi if he’s still alive.
The second part of my vow, is if I should get to Norway I shall kill Þorkell leira and forcibly go to bed with his daughter, without consent of her relatives.’" - The Saga Of Jormvikings: Page 29 The Vows
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L’Orient DæMon: "Oh, I know exactly who you are, Spawn of Iôunn.
I also know it was your mother who taught Skalmönd that final SeiõrSpell she launched.
Right before her death.
The fact the passed down life from the two of them found each other, means Seiõr is most likely interfering with the both of your lives.
But why?"
Being as tough as nails, bricks, and every other heavy duty building material combined, Itsuka stares down the witch who is the culprit of cutting her from over 12 yards away, and takes another step.
L’Orient DæMon: "And you know what, I don’t want to find out why.
So instead of giving Seiõr another chance to interfere again, I’ll just kill you now."
The desperate Izanami captain turns his head to L’Orient DæMon, ’hoping for some kind of miracle to rescue him from his state’.
Saku: "Okay, fine!
I’ll go away with you to wherever you want!
Just spare Itsuka, and let her live, please!"
The proclamation to give himself up for her life makes the barely injured Itsuka stop.
Her purple eye glistening from tears.
Itsuka: "Saku..."
L’Orient DæMon: "Tsk, tsk, tsk.
I’m sorry, my love, mi amore, but if you are to truly be my version of ’Joséphine’, I must learn from my predecessor’s mistakes."
Her hand starts to swipe at the air with her light purple Seiõr covered hand.
Saku: "No!"
*Darkness*
*SLASH!*
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Isfet: "The people who wanted to see the sky again, must see them both as saviors."
Ichythis: "...’Saviors, huh?"
Nephilim: "So you were saying earlier that you will have to leave for a bit?"
MamMon has her hood up and through gritting teeth, she responds to the questioning General.
MamMon DæMon: "Yes...
Unfortunately, my older sister is breaking our respected code and there will be something I’ll need to address for a few minutes.
If you would be so kind as to lead the rest of the group to the city’s center while I take to my family duties."
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[Outer Sanpaku]
*SLASH!*
Saku(thinking): *No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
Please, no!*
Saku sweating with a horrified expression slowly turns his head around.
Expecting to see the worst, however...
Itsuka is still alive without any extra scratches or slices.
She looks ashamed of herself and backs away slowly.
Saku: "Itsuka...
Wait then who-?"
Before he can see...
Shelly: "If you thought I was going to let you hurt my family..."
Saku’s eyes widen and he whips his head back forward to witness what stopped the impending fate of his Vice Captain.
Shelly: "...Then I don’t care what plans we made with MamMon, or what arrangement you and your unnatural sisters made to try and kill me 1on1..."
Stabbing through the sleeve of L’Orient DæMon’s cloak, Shelly’s Seax, coated in her valiant Mach 2 SanguineSoulSeiõrShield, manages to redirect/impede the small hand being used to launch the...SlashingSeiõr, just in time to save Itsuka from the lethal projectile in the form of an advanced technique.
Shelly: "...So if you don’t get the Hell away from my family, and go running back home, tail tucked with that tsundere skank over there..."
A confused and angry Jean looks around then back at the Valkyrie worthy warrior.
Jean DæMon: "OMG Ugh!
I freakin’ know you’re not talking about me!"
Blood starts to soak into the black cloth around L’Orient’s arm.
Shelly: "... I’m going to put your little DæMon ass in the dirt where you belong!"
L’Orient slowly turns her head, her seperate red and blue ocular sensors looking at the blade, stabbing through her porcelain white arm inside the sleeve.
The DæMon’s eyes move all the way down the hilt, to Shelly’s teal painted fingernails, up her arm, and finally locking eyes with ’Skalmönd’s reincarnation’ standing right next to her, being the culprit to her wound.
Without any sense of urgency or reaction to the pain, the dull side eyed stare of L’Orient stays motionless as she slowly slides her arm away from the puncturing blade.
L’Orient DæMon: "Do you even know what you are doing right now?"
Shelly: "Heh, I was going to ask you the same thing.
Oh, and by the way, Laban gave me this very blade that is making you bleed right now. So I guess you can say, this one is a message from her, hehe."
Laban’s eyes widen and she turns her head away, blushing. Trying to be humble.
Laban DaeMon: "D-Don’t put words in my mouth, Skalmönd!"
After removing the cold steel from her arm, the purple Seiõr fades from the smaller DæMon’s right hand and using her left, coated in a lime green aura, she covers the wound.
Without looking at him, L’Orient DæMon firmly and calmly commands the young man suspending her in the air by the waist.
L’Orient DæMon: "Mon amor, please put me down for now.
We’ll have plenty of time to embrace each other very soon.
For now there is business to handle."
Saku releases his grip, but instead of obiding the laws of physics and falling to the ground, the magical little girl levitates in the air where she was being held.
Everyone is stunned at the magic trick and L’Orient stays eye level with Shelly.
Injuree Itsuka looks at Laban and the DaeMon peeks back over.
Laban DaeMon: "See I told ya.
You don’t wanna listen."
Itsuka sucks her teeth and looks back at the scene.
Saku quickly grabs a surprised Xaaydagaay’s wrist and pulls her away from the tense situation.
Xaaydagaay: "*Eiik*?"
Katsu walks around, keeping his distance while admiring Shelly’s tenacious and confident attitude in the face of death.
Saku and Xaaydagaay reunite with the group. Once they stop, the not understanding orca girl starts rubbing her face against annoyed Saku’s. Friend sits down next to his owner, panting in the sun with SeiõrSnow falling all around them.
The two Vessels for the universe’s contemporary forces regroup with the rest of the current party and stand to watch the show.
Katsu and Saku stand next to each other.
Saku(thinking): *I know you can hear me, Katsu.
You only gave that speech as a way to trick everyone here who was listening, weren’t you.*
There is no answer or mental response.
The Yang Vessel is completely fixated on his cherished adopted sister and her angry new opponent.
The Yin Vessel side eyes his rival but suddenly remembers...
Saku: "Itsuka!"
He spots her kneeling next to Scylia, Drakania, and Charybdis.
From his hunting backpack, Charybdis pulls out a small baggie with 5 glowing SeiõrSuppliments.
He snatches one out and hands it to the injured woman.
She consumes the lime green glowing bean and in the same way as Shelly’s stab wound started glowing the night before, so does Itsuka’s.
After taking a deep breath, the beautiful woman opens her eyes with a smile.
Itsuka: "Thank you so much, Char."
The Gunner nods, acknowledging her appreciation for the magical medicine.
Back at the intense situation, Shelly and L’Orient are still lock eyed.
The levitating DæMon removes her lime green covered hand from her wound and the gash is 100% healed. Only the blood soaked in her cloak and dried on her porcelain white skin.
Jean takes a step towards the two preparing fighters, however...
L’Orient DæMon: "Jean!"
The call out makes the blonde long legged beauty stop and stiffen up.
Jean DæMon: "Y-Yes Mizzus L’Orient?!"
Hiding her tiny arms back in her cloak, it seems the Old Norse "child" is rummaging through her covering for something.
L’Orient DæMon: "Only interfere if someone else does, do you got that?"
Jean DæMon: "Yes Mizzus L’Orient DæMon!"
Shelly snickers at the angered enemy talking to their side kick to secure back up in case of interference.
Shelly: "What you’re afraid you won’t be able to win by yourself getting jumped? In the same way you and your sisters did to my Valkyrie grandma."
L’Orient growls and with her tiny fangs poking out.
She is about to pull something from out her cloak, until a gold and green nail painted hand comes in from out of nowhere and stops her from revealing it.
MamMon DæMon: "I think that’s quite enough, don’t you think, ’Sister’?"
Everyone is in pure shock as MamMon stands next to the two eye locked women, preventing their stand off.
Itsuka: "Wait...H-How?
Wh-where?"
Laban DaeMon: "Because of their Nye-Omnipotency my sisters are very inept at knowing the best time to show up when their plans are being interrupted."
