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she could smell them, the prominent blood scent was a dead giveaway, as was the shaking of the ground marking their imminent arrival either way. Emilya gave a swift tug on the rope and she was quickly drawn up into the rafters to join her friend and familiar. And soon after making it to the top the right doorway burst open with the inhuman monsters coming in. One looked like a large spider person, another was a terrifying lamia, and the last looked like a fairly normal womanā¦ were it not for the pulsating black veins all across her body.
"Hey! Where the hell did all of this mist come from!?" The lamia screeched as it tried to navigate through the thick vapor.
"I'm not positive, but I am certain that this was created with some form of magic. So we don't know what effects it may hold." The arachne stated as it scuttled along the floor, it's eyes scanning the mist as well.
The third stayed vigilant as the veins on her arms pulsated faster. "Who cares, we'll just kill whoever did it and feast on their flesh!" As soon as she said that her skin literally burst open as she becameā¦ a demonic werewolf. Yep, Emilya has pretty much seen it all by now.
"Ojou-sama, what is it that you will be doing now?" The silverette asked as the blonde beside her nodded in agreement. The Magus kept her eyes on the targets as she asked a question.
"Mittelt-san, Kaichou said that they were all female, correct?"
"Uhh, yeah? Why do you ask?"
"No reason. I'm going to get to killing them now. If those looks aren't just for show then the lamia will have to go first. The mist can block all forms of enhanced senses, but not a snake's thermal vision." Mittelt could only grimace at that. The way the pinkette said that word almost made it seem like committing the act itself was easy for her. Which shouldn't even be possible for someone her age, after allā¦ there couldn't be any possible way for an eighteen year old girl to be used to the act of killing something, no matter who or what it is.
"Hell is starting." A dark, black aura began to form around Emilya's crouched form as she drew two of the knives from their sheathes. For it to be used at full capacity three requirements are to be metā¦ "We are fire. We are rain. We are power." The dark aura condensed more as Emilya's red-eyes began to glow with malice. First, it must be the time where shadows run rampant; second, the target must be of a natural female, no matter what it truly is; and lastly, the area must be thickly covered in a layer of mist. "Let there be a slaughterā¦" She Reinforced her legs to a great degree as she could feel them coiling up, readying themselves to send her flying towards the unaware Strays. The Noble Phantasm that was created by the collective hatred of the spirits of children that never knew a mother's warmthā¦ just like Emilya. The recreation of the string of murders that took place within London during 1888 known simply asā¦
"MARIA THE RIPPER!" With that the Magus launched herself from the rafters surprising her comrades at what she just did. The lamia-like Stray didn't know what occurred as blood suddenly filled her windpipe. While she began clawing at her now slit throat more simultaneous cuts began to riddle her body, mutilating her already dead body further and further until it was an unrecognizable pile of flesh.
Turning to check on what caused the air to quietly whistle the two saw the completely mutilated corpse of the lamia-like Stray. The two quickly began to look around to try and find whoever attacked the lamia. Neither of them saw anyone pass the other to get to the lamia, so that could only mean that whoever attacked their comrade was extremelyā¦ "GAAAAAAHHH!"
The werewolf turned around to see a small figure on the arachne's back stabbing her in both the jugular and head. There appeared to be two more knives protruding out of her carapace covered abdomen. Pulling all four knives out of the dead Stray's body Emilya quickly disappeared once again into The Mist with a childish laugh, putting the werewolf Stray further on edge. She brought her nose up to the air and began to sniff around trying to locate the brat that had killed off both of her accomplices. Only to find that she couldn't smell her, in fact she couldn't even smell the freshly spilt blood spewing out of both corpses that were almost ten feet away from her. Suddenly she started coughing up some of her own blood, courtesy of The Mist which was messing up her incredible sense of smell as well.
"Wh-what the hell is happening!?" She was shaking, her legs were trembling as The Mist slowly sapped away her strength. She looked over at the bodies of the two Stray Devils that were with her for a while. 'Sure they may have been C-class but they sure as hell weren't pushovers! So, what kind of monster is doing this to-!' Her thoughts were cut off as a pair of glowing red-eyes appeared before her with a smiling child accompanying them.
"Hello there. Did you like what We did to your friends?" The pure terror that filled her being at the creepy tone the child had just used to say her part was too much for even a killer like herself to handle and thus she screamed and knew no more.
Cerynitis and Mittelt were worried, worried for the safety of Emilya, along with what was happening within that mist. The Fallen was concerned over what that dark aura that surrounded Emilya was, it seemed to be composed completely out of malicious intent. While the familiar was worried over having lost sight of her master as the mist was too thick for even the trained eyes of the Ceryneian Hind to see through. Though that was no longer an issue as the vapor began to disperse revealing the Magus and the three dead Strays to the two's immediate relief. After jumping down, or in Mittelt's case gliding down, Cerynitis dashed over to her master and began to look her over. "Ojou-sama! Are you okay? They didn't hurt you did they? I swear if they did-"
"Cery-chan." Emilya stopped her fretting familiar by placing both of her hands on the silverette's cheeks and squishing them together. "Calm down. If you do then you'll notice that I'm not injured in the slightest. My leg muscles may be a little sore from pulling that stunt off but that's about it. Besides you're acting like my mother fretting over something dangerous I did." She removed her hands from the hind's face once the woman was calm enough.
"Forgive me, Ojou-sama. I was just worried that something would go wro- wait, you think I act like your mother when she is worried?" The woman bowed as she asked for forgiveness and an interesting question, giving the pinkette a good view of her cleavage nonetheless. Emilya's faces glowed red at the sight as she looked away from the view. "Th-that's fine Cerynitis-san! L-let's just go home and report back to Kaichou that we f
inished. And yeah you kinda doā¦"
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