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Fantasy To Reset the World (Accepting Again)

Lana laughed still holding out and looking at the girl, "Do I look like an animal do I truly look that different to you? Why because my ears are pointier than yours I am suddenly lesser than you?" She began to stand as the spirit infused more of itself with her, she then stepped through the cloud drawing closer until their faces were only inches apart from one another. "How am I so different that I deserve death for trying to survive, why do I get treated like an animal when I am just as much a person as you? What makes you so much better than me just because you were born slightly different than I was?" She asked all this before collapsing to one knee. "Kill me of you wish but, Can you seriously live with yourself knowing that your killing people who may be falsely accused of their crimes? That they treated such a way?" If she activates her power fully you are literally screwed here elf and everything I've set in motion is going to be just as screwed "Then I'll die a martyr..." She said quietly just loud enough so the executioner could also hear.


@Kazehana
 
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While all this had been going on, Keline had been in the forest with Mark, looking to collect firewood for the deer Everyle had killed. They hadn't found all too much on the ground, so they had snapped some branches off a flimsy tree. While they were walking back to the resting spot, Mark heard a sound. "Hush," he said. There were people yelling in the distance near their camp.


They inched closer careful to hide behind the tree. There stood Lana, surrounded by dead bodies of guards. What the hell was going on? Lana was talking feverishly to a strange-looking woman dressed in armor. She seemed to be in pain, coughing. Lana realized that the strange woman was choking Lana with magic...she had to do something.


Impulsively, she crept behind the woman, being careful not to make any noise. Then she seized her arms and pressed a dagger to her throat in one swift motion.


"Don't move," said Keline. "Now stop whatever you're doing!"


@Lana Valentine @Kazehana @EXPMIRACLE @Silver Wolf
 
Immediately, as if a defense mechanism, she produced a cloud of red smoke, containing more viruses of course. "Oh, another friend is it?" she asked, letting a faint smile creep upon hr face. This was different. She practically had to hold the guard from just slaughtering them. "Why don't you go wait in the carriage, hm? I think I can handle this." With a shocked yet defeated expression, he nodded and moved off, though with much reluctance. Turning her attention back to the person behind her, she let her eyes drift lazily forward. "I wouldn't kill me if I were you. I'm the only thing keeping your friend from a rather ravenous infection," she stated matter of factly. "You also seem to have come down with something," she pointed out obviously referencing her defense mechanism.
 
Lana had enough of playing with this life anyway. Spirit if you truly are what you told me in those dreams give me something and I'll do whatever the hell you want! Do what comes naturally now,Lana slid at her leg just as the guard began to move away. Sweeping both the guard and possibly the executioner down upon the ground, Lana leapt up and grabbing onto the guard's fallen form.


Her body lurched in pain for a brief second before she heaved, puking up a load of bile and stomach acid out of her system and into the mouth of the fallen guard. Her body similarly began to glow in pale light as this action of heaving occurred. She spat upon the now drowned guard's face and stepped away holding her dagger ready. "Listen executioner I am giving you one last chance to talk, your poison won't affect me right now thanks to a little divine luck, so I give you this last chance or you shall be cursed with death."


@Kazehana
 
Cat blinked. "But what about your friend here?" she asked. As she did, the violet liquid made its way up from the ground to her assailant's legs, preparing for infection. This was interesting, but she wasn't about to let a criminal beat her. How humiliating. Either way, she still had her wall, now calcifying from the bacterial metabolism. As they did, it spread in an arc around her, covering halfway around her.
 
Everyle burst through the cloud of diseases and held his sword ready for a killing blow as his hood was pulled down as well as his mask by the speed he was running. His eyes burned with insantiy directed towards the executioner as he shouted, "Noble! I'm going to bleed you dry and kill you slowly! You will suffer until you wish disease could kill you!" He then charged in and grinned wickedly above her. "You will feel pain beyond your delicate dreams!"
 
Her expression didn't much change, but she looked up. "Oh my. Isn't that cute?" she asked herself. At this point, her green slime had pretty much chewed through the knife at her neck, allowing her to move. She did so but just enough to go under the calcified overhang. She hadn't much experience with defense, mainly because she had never needed it. She clouded the area with an orange mist, allowing anyone who breathed in just a little to be invited into a deep sleep. It was all she had at the moment; she needed time to think about what to do next.
 
Everyle took the knife and dabbed it with a vial of bluish liquid then cut himself with it. His eyes opened wide, he had just taken a very powerful stimulate to counteract the sleeping mist. The disease was having no affect too. "If I don't have a blade, I will beat you to death!" he shouted as he sent his fist for her face. He also pulled out his second throwing knife and readied himself to use it at a moment's notice.
 
With no time to react nor time to process what was happening, she found herself on the ground, obviously in a graceful pose. She touched her cheek, feeling the tenderness of it sear pain into her nerves. She spent her time rubbing a little blue on herself, remedying the situation at hand. She looked up, not sure what to make of what just happened. Who was this anyway? She was distracted for a moment, mainly because she thought he reminded her of someone. But that didn't really matter right now. "Go on then. Do it."
 
Everyle pulled out a vial of paralysis poison and began to thrust his knife for Cat's non-vital spot. He wanted to kill this person so bad, his eyes were burning with hate as he smiled while thinking of various ways to torture her. He now finally had the power to stand up, stand up and take down those who had put him through hell. It felt good, very good. He wanted to feel this more.
 
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Lana crossed her arms as the spirit faded it's aura from her. Bloody hell the assassin stole our show At least things are safer. Lana looked at Everlye, "Yo bubby, hurt her bad for me but, don't kill her. I think we've just gotten ourselves our way into that nobles base." Lana smirked while kicking the guard she had drown in vomit and going to locate where they had parked their carriage.
 
Cat was stunned, not just because of the paralysis potion. As soon as the knife struck, bacteria inside her body began to reform everything lost, mending it in seconds. Unfortunately, the paralysis potion kicked in before any more could neutralize it, rendering her incapable of doing stuff for the time being. It would fade soon though since the bacteria were breaking it down at a faster rate than it decomposed.
 
Everyle's dramatic entrance had distracted the poison woman,


allowing Keline to escape the grip of the infection cloud. Before everyle could Finish her, she yelled "STOP!"


"You're outnumbered now and your life is in our hands. But you can join our cause and we'll spare your life."
 
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(Everyle was never gonna finish her! it's called a non-vital for a reason!)


Everyle didn't listen and used her short stun to restrain his opponent and held her down. "Grab some rope! We need to tie her up!"
 
Sorry it's just Jesus Christ it takes me 20 miN to type on my glitchy phone so I prob missed some things ugh
 
By now, most of the poison he subsided due to her bacterial regenerative qualities. "Well this isn't going to go over well with the king. I rather hope this doesn't guarantee severe consequences from my father. The sounds like it would be rather unpleasant. Not to mention what I'll have to deal with from the guard," she said to mostly herself. It wasn't like she could do anything in this situation since the man was obviously unaffected by anything she could do. That is, unless she used a fungus that she possessed. It was peculiar, but it wasn't found anywhere besides on her hands, so it might work. She let them spread from her hands to his, considering they were fairly close due to the restraint. Then, she thought better of it, retracting them just the same. "It doesn't really matter what I do now anyway. Going back after a failed mission is going to be rough. I suppose I could blame the guards..." she mumbled to herself. It was easier for her to think when she was talking about it out loud, though that makes it possible that someone else might be able to hear it.
 
Mark was hiding in a bush nearby, but he was surprised from the fast battle that occurred. He wouldn't even call this a battle, more like an ambush or a sudden dispute. After he saw the woman, her movements felt suspicious. The boy moved towards the nearest bush next to the fight and jumped out. He pulled his bow up, and rapidly drew an arrow from his quiver, aiming at the attacker. "You chose the wrong group to mess with. Make a wrong move, and I'll have no choice but to severe your ties with this world... I-I mean don't move!" he said, trying to intimidate her although feeling a bit strange. He was ready to shoot at any time, and with the angle he is in, the woman could be attacked with a hundred percent accuracy, leading to either death or serious injuries. Plus, Mark can draw an arrow quickly, making the damage hurt twice or more.
 
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Everyle grinder his teeth and pulled her arms harder when he heard her deciding to blame someone else. He stared his victims down, now giving her a look of pure hate.


"You selfish and ignorant nobles! You know nothing of pain! Someone get the bloody rope!"
 
Lana returned with the carriage the Guards and Executioner had used to arrive where they were. She removed a coil of rope and tossed it towards Everyle, "Swear we gotta get our act together,"As leader that's kind of your job, Don't remind me.


Lana moved over to where the two were before stopping and going to loot the dead guards. "So what do you think we should do exactly?" Lana said asking for ideas from the others, "The obvious choice is killing her to me." She said again shrugging while pocketing one of the guards money.
 
"You brought a child?" She asked, though again, it was mostly rhetorical. With her wavered focus, she tried to dispel the bacteria and viruses. It wasnmt a quick as she had hoped, mainly because her mind was on the pain that the man waa inflicting upon her. "How could you endanger someone so young?" she asked, unable to hide her horror. She was not about to be responsible for the death of a child; that might haunt her forever. She had no intentions of getting herself killed; she already had a plan in case it happened. But going back to report a failure seemed far less than appealing to her. For now, she had to focus on the situation at hand.
 
Everyle tied Cat up then said, "Because this hell is far less worse." He finished tying her arms, legs, and even wrapped her hands to keep any diseases from escaping.


Everyle turned his attention to Lana and said, "This brat is my business." He took a moment to think until he grinned. "She'll be my slave. I'll whip and abuse her just as our masters did."
 
Cat didn't really pay attention to what he had to say. With a frown, she kept looking at the child. "Shouldn't he be in school? Or at home? How is he supposed to learn or get fed?" she asked. It looked like they were traveling, but she didn't know to where, from where, or even why. It didn't seem like a good time to move aince it was vaguely the middle of the school year. All that lost time would be hard to catch up on.
 
Lana quietly looked over at them shrugging her shoulders, "Do you think we get the ability to go to a real school like you do? We're only trained like Animals just as you will be, Everyle she's yours, make sure she doesn't give us too much trouble though. We're supposed to be freeing slaves after all." Lana finished with this before gesturing towards the stolen carriage. "We'll use this the rest of the way, though I nerd to get some rest feel like death incarnate right now."
 
"Take this," Everyle said as he gave Lana an elixir. "This will help a lot, though you will go to sleep, which will help you heal faster."


Everyle turned his attention back to Cat and said, "Humans only give nobles education. Shop keepers, laborers, and all others below nobility rarely go to school. Slaves much less, we're just tools and property to you. You even enslave your own kind for speaking for themselves! That is what you nobles decided for us!" Everyle shouted as he stomped his foot on his prisoner.
 
Cat winced, but didn't respond otherwise. "That doesn't sound right. How are they supposed to learn?" she asked, eyes staring at nothing in particular. "Now that I think about it, I think my nannies were elves. But they were just like normal people, but with a job," she added, mostly just thinking out loud. "Strange indeed." Absentmindedly, some of her more versatile bacteria started to coat the ropes, eating away the fibers.
 

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