The subsequent few days had been a blur for Vivian Lex. As the pinnacle of Mystic Tower she had a plethora of issues to take care of. Other than Zero’s weighty phrases, she additionally needed to contemplate the destiny of Guiding Mild Chapel. Ultimately, the chapel was disbanded. This was in response to the needs of the final surviving member, Dealla.

“I do not assume I’ve what it takes to be a pacesetter. Moreover…” Dealla mentioned as she stared down on the pendant in her hand, “there’s nothing there for me anymore.”

Vivian supplied the dragon-kin a spot at Mystic Tower, however she additionally declined. Seeing that there was little else to be finished, Vivian supplied her a spot to remain till Dealla received on her toes. She then turned her consideration to settling affairs of the departed.

It might be three days later when every part was lastly sorted out.

A loud knocking at Agni’s shared room alerted her to the truth that it was time to go.

“Are you guys prepared?” She mentioned as she seemed herself over one final time in a close-by mirror. As an alternative of her typical garb, adventurer’s gear or informal put on, Agni was wearing black and white.

*That is my first time carrying a costume. I’ve combined emotions.*

This was one thing new to Agni as properly, feelings. Layers upon layers of emotions that mingled with each other, tangled up and required fixed untangling. As we speak there was a mixture of melancholy, unhappiness, anxiousness and unusually sufficient delight.

*I look good.* She thought as she ran her fingers alongside the material of her two toned costume. Even her hair was finished up, elegantly in princess ties which held her hair properly. Regardless of the self admiration she additionally felt…responsible. For even pondering such a factor, given the state of affairs.

Her make-up was one other matter. Ultimately, she needed to depend on Katrin to use it. Black lipstick, crimson eye shadow made her look extra bewitching than typical. It was delightfully darkish — and he or she favored it.

“Yep.” Shula mentioned, in response to the sooner query. Agni gave her look a as soon as over as properly. As we speak she was additionally draped in black and white. In contrast to Agni’s extra smooth, type becoming costume which reached to simply above her knees, Shula was carrying one thing extra completely different. Her costume was largely black, with white frills alongside the sides. A single white ribbon tied round her neck accentuated the type. Shula’s usually unruly hair was styled right into a ponytail which made it seem a lot shorter than it really was. Katrin additionally took the freedom of doing one thing easy with Shula’s make-up, mirroring Agni’s as properly.

“Mhm.” It was Katrin’s voice, she sounded much less chipper than typical. Distant even, as if she had one thing urgent on her thoughts. Agni may relate. Against this to Shula and herself, Katrin was carrying largely white, a contemporary type multi functional costume, sleeveless which reached all the way down to her ankles. Her sneakers, and several other different trendy adornments on the costume had been all black. Other than this, she wore a pair of black satin gloves which prolonged simply above her elbows. A white hat additional accentuated the look — full with a black veil that hung downwards. Because of Katrin’s pure form the outfit was fairly alluring. Moderately than darkish make-up, she merely opted for lipstick. Easy, elegant and waterproof.

It might be horny, if not for the event.

After a short pause, a couple of extra raps throughout the door had been met with a solution. Three girls stood throughout the room, going through Vivian Lex, although two of them averted their gazes for numerous causes.

“Yea. We’re prepared.” Agni mentioned as she supplied a smile. Vivian too, was additionally dressed for the event. She wasn’t heavy on make up both, and her type of costume was extra conventional. She wore a protracted size yukata, black with white floral design. Her hair was finished up, held in place by a black and white floral accent that doubled as a hair pin.

The Doyenne led the best way to their vacation spot. She solely made two different stops, the door throughout the hallway and one other room close by. With everybody in tow, they made their approach out of the chapel. Their vacation spot was central Grenvale, to be particular the city sq..

As they walked there wasn’t a lot to say, the temper did not permit for it. Agni ventured a look at every of their expressions, whereas the others had been misplaced in their very own ideas.

*I’m wondering what Shula is considering?* She thought inwardly, after which realized it was the one time in latest reminiscence that she puzzled such a factor. Shula’s ideas had been normally so obvious to Agni. As we speak all she felt was a lingering sensation of unhappiness.

Quickly these gathered folks had been joined by others, all wearing various levels of black and white. Some appeared extra talkative, others despondent or distant — however all headed in the direction of the identical place.

Quickly a small gathering grew into a whole lot of individuals packed into the sq.. Agni and the others managed to reach early and thus had a greater view than most. This explicit place was one she’d handed dozens of occasions. Whether or not to go to the Normal retailer or touring to Sprim Row, she by no means actually paid a lot consideration to the unusual statue within the city sq.. Till now.

A well-known face stood subsequent to the statue, together with a number of others. Sypha, a Mild Weaver she’d first met at Mystic Tower, was amongst them. He was wearing black and white as properly, largely black with a go well with that resembled one thing you’d see at a funeral.

*Ah. I used the phrase.* Agni thought to herself.

She nodded, acknowledging his presence and he did the identical earlier than Agni continued processing her ideas. Her eyes had been drawn to the statue as soon as extra. It was giant, so giant that it may nearly be known as a monolith in some features. It was product of stone, with a big base and close to the highest a hollowed, round gap. Alongside the size of the statue had been numerous etchings, now that she seemed nearer. The realm across the statue had a number of smaller statues which she acknowledged as shrines.

“Ah!” The sound of Shula’s voice caught her consideration. This, adopted by the imp hitting the bottom as she was knocked over, induced Agni to redirect her full consideration.

“Watch your self, filthy demon.” The phrases had been spoken by a close-by man. He was quick in stature, shorter than Agni but his face was filled with scorn. His blonde hair, truthful pores and skin and clear, blue eyes didn’t match the extent of venom oozing from his phrases.

“Excuse you?” The phrases escaped Agni’s mouth earlier than she thought twice. She discovered her physique performing on it is personal as properly. She instantly acknowledged her knee jerk response as lingering wounds from a previous life, and on some stage admonished herself.

*This example shouldn’t be…that.* She thought inwardly. However she may really feel her mana bursting ahead as she struggled to comprise her personal agitation. Her eyes started to glow faintly, the colour of pink that matched her personal internal turmoil.

The blonde man was properly dressed, an costly overcoat to match his costume go well with. He glanced in the direction of Agni, directing his piercing gaze in the direction of her within the course of.

“Silence, harlot.” These had been the one phrases he spoke, his voice was low and contained regardless of the plain disdain simmering behind his gaze.

“What did you simply say to me?” Agni was so greatly surprised that her chest grew tight. She could not assist however clench her personal fists as she bent over to assist Shula to her toes.

*Are you okay? What occurred?* Agni requested by way of telepathy.

*I-I do not know. I used to be simply minding my enterprise when he barged into me and knocked me over.* Shula responded as she knocked the filth from her costume and glared in the direction of her aggressor.

“I’ve no have to repeat, nor clarify myself to demon-kin. Know your house.” He mentioned, after which turned to depart. For the briefest of seconds Agni thought of permitting the person’s rudeness to slip. And but, as soon as extra, feelings and experiences from a previous life flooded her thoughts and coronary heart.

“Not so quick. Earlier than you go anyplace, you may apologize.” Earlier than she may assume, earlier than she may rationalize her personal actions, Agni had reached out and gripped the person by the shoulder.

Nearly instantly he turned, searching for to shrug her hand away. When that did not work, he slapped her grip away — with greater than sufficient would possibly to spare. The reverberating sound of the strike drew the eye of everybody close by. For Agni, she was oblivious. Maybe it was the rawness of the second, the sentiments which accompanied the event — however she discovered it troublesome to do the rest however act on her impulses.

“Kneel and apologize.” The phrases carried the distinctive weight of Agni’s displeasure with them as she activated her Whisper capacity. Even these close by understood that the command was to not be denied– and but the cocky man merely laughed. His face contorted into such a sneer that Agni felt silly, but she had no thought why.

“You kneel.” He mentioned as his eyes started to glow. He made a peculiar movement, one which was clearly magical in nature as his fingertips left a visual path of magical power within the air. From her expertise as a Scribe’s greatest good friend, Agni realized he was forming a rune of some type. When it was full, Agni’s world started to develop dim. Instantly it was troublesome for her to face up. The load of the world appeared to press down on her shoulders, actually. On the identical time her physique felt so weak and sluggish that she started to shortly sink downward. She glanced up on the man’s demented, self glad smile which gave her much more dissatisfaction.

Not solely was she being bested by somebody within the incorrect, however she was additionally being condescended to. For the briefest of moments Agni thought of activating her fusion proper then and there, she lifted her hand to the touch the choker round her neck because the thought consumed her. It was solely as a consequence of a well timed intervention that the state of affairs didn’t deteriorate even additional.

“That is sufficient.” Vivian Lex mentioned as she gripped the person’s upheld palms with sufficient drive to distort the hand seal he was utilizing. The runic magic disappeared, and together with it the image of oppression that was affecting Agni so.

His face contorted into one among pure rage as he moved to wrench his hand away from the Kitsune. This time, his power was not enough. Not solely did he fail, however he strained himself within the course of. Vivian’s chilly gaze conveyed her level completely, but for additional emphasis she squeezed his hand all of the extra tightly.

Agni was sure she may hear the sound of crunching, maybe an indication that Vivian had begun to grind bone in opposition to flesh. But she was nonetheless discombobulated from the earlier assault. She felt unwell and weak, as if she may barely muster any power. It took Shula to start serving to the succubus again to her toes.

“Sufficient.” One other voice, this time a girl’s, pierced the tense state of affairs. Vivian glanced in the direction of the lady, taking in her countenance. The girl’s gaze was much less offended, however nonetheless chilly — making her gentle blue eyes appear extra like ice than a stare. She too had lengthy, blonde hair which got here down barely additional than her shoulders. She was tall, simply nearer to 180 cm (5’11) and dwarfing most individuals throughout the neighborhood. Regardless of this she was dressed as a princess, even perhaps a queen — with luxurious fur wraps, top quality gloves and even a tiara.

Vivian’s expression by no means softed nor modified, but she launched the sniveling man and watched him transfer in the direction of the lady. His eyes burned with anger and unbridled rage as he gripped his damaged hand. It wasn’t a state of affairs that Agni may perceive however previous experiences advised her that unfounded and irrational rage wanted no rationalization.

The tall lady bowed her head barely in the direction of Vivian after which Shula earlier than issuing an apology.

“Please forgive our rudeness.” It was quick, devoid of empathy, however nonetheless it appeared honest. Regardless of this, the lady flashed a look in Agni’s path that immediately melted any rage or resistance the succubus needed to supply. Moderately, these emotions had been changed by a way of unease, discomfort and the beginnings of a chilly sweat.

“Accepted.” Vivian replied after which bowed her head ever so barely as properly. Then, identical to that, the 2 teams continued about their enterprise. Regardless of parting methods Agni may inform that the state of affairs wasn’t resolved, not by a protracted shot. The injured man glared again at them with a fireplace in his eyes that spoke of his hatred.

“What was that?” Agni requested, nearly the second the 2 blond haired menaces disappeared into the ocean of gathered folks.

“Fucking Angels.” Vivian muttered as she shook her head in disdain.