Mary Miller
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– Within Heartbeat’s Basement – Finn, having just received Storm’s message, quickly relayed it to Archon, who was still busy working on replicating the now-shattered shackles using his Blacksmith Angelica’s raw power. “Archon… there’s not much time left.” “Got it… it’s done!” He declared, standing back up. The fake Melvia was now chained to the wall, in the exact same position as the real one. Spinning around, he quickly headed over to the door. “Okay, I’m going to need a…
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Octane returned soon after, this time with the forms and everything in hand. He couldn’t take too long, or else he would risk being exposed. In the meantime, Storm was still busy trying to make conversation with Heartbeat to try and stall as much time as possible, but now that Octane had returned, there was no more stalling. “You’re finally back…” Storm muttered, shooting Octane a sideways glance. “Do you have any idea how much of the Patriarch’s precious time you’ve wasted?!” “…”…
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– Earlier, House of Crimson Moons (1st Floor) – Storm and Octane, after parking their truck, were led into the mansion by a servant. It took everything they had not to marvel at the beauty and luxury of the interior of the structure. Large windows lined the walls, letting the sunlight shine in only to reflect on the massive chandelier hanging in the middle of the front lobby. The two noticed that the carpet was crimson, and most of the furniture was dark velvet. The chandelier was made out of some…
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“Okay, I’ve gained control over their cameras,” Fanatic said via our earpieces right as we stopped before a door that seemed to lead into the dungeon. “He’s gotten control,” Iris relayed the information to the man leading us, who nodded in return. “Understood. I will go out first to lure the other guards away, then pretend to come back and walk back and forth as if patrolling the area. Just loop that part of the feed.” Finn pressed on his own earpiece. “You catch all that,…
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– A Short While Earlier – After dropping their four teammates off, Octane continued driving the truck upwards on the slope, heading for the mansion at the very top. Despite the playful tone he used to communicate with Fanatic just now, his hands were sweaty and trembling as he held the steering wheel. “Nervous?” Storm asked from beside him, raising an eyebrow. “H-Huh? No, of course not. What are you talkin’ about?” “… Hm.” Storm turned away and stared out the window. “We’re…
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– Inside the Lair – Archon, arms cuffed behind his back and subdued by four strong men, was forced to his feet and weakly walked behind the tall figure of Heartbeat. Because this dungeon beneath the mansion was so dark, all he could see was a silhouette. There were occasional torches on the walls, but they were sparse and barely provided any real light. The stench was horrible from all the prisoners and corpses, but that was the least of Archon’s concerns. “You… what are you doing, with a…
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“Hm… I see. I understand the situation now,” the Guildmaster said softly, not panicked at all as she spun her chair around to stare out the window at the bright blue sky. “I recall that incident with Alpha Lupi all those years ago… to think someone still bore a grudge, all this time.” “… Will you help us?” Iris asked hesitantly, nervous. After a short period of silence, the Guildmaster swung her chair back around to face them, deep maroon eyes shining sharply. “Naturally, a squadron…
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– Phantom Slayer Corps, 154th Squadron Lair – After Finn and Iris both took showers and brushed their teeth, Storm, Fanatic, and Octane woke up and did the same, then came down to the living room. “Mornin’, Finn, Miss Ivis,” Octane waved. “Is Reaper back yet? Oh, and where’s boss? I want to see aunt Melvia again!” “About that…” Iris looked away uncomfortably. “He still hasn’t returned. We’re worried something may have happened last night, when Archon delivered Lupus’s body…
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When Finn opened his eyes again, it was morning the next day. The first thing he did was inspect his two black gloves that were in fact bladed gauntlets, wondering what kind of upgrades he could add to it using the Blacksmith Angelica he had. “You won’t be able to just use trial and error on the weapon and hope it’s a real Ability,” a familiar soft voice suddenly said from behind him, exposing his thoughts. Finn was confused, since he usually heard this voice in his head rather than on the…
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“Why didn’t you come last night?” Zelestria asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. “Because I didn’t have anything to spend or have any questions,” Finn said as he scanned over his stats. “What purpose would there have been in me coming?” “Hm, I suppose that is true. But…” She licked her lips seductively. “Don’t you just want to see me, even if you don’t have anything to do on the system~? Fufufu…” “Not particularly,” Finn replied coldly, as emotionless as ever. “But…
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