Re: The Siege of Krisalis Castle (Farren)
Lycoris swore under her breath as she felt her magic waning, this was why she hated to rely on it in the first place. Tracing the flows of mana in the room she quickly came to the conclusion the incubus was to blame. She needed to get out of there, her haste to leave only made more urgent as she felt her disguise wane and finally shatter entirely. She cursed again, tearing off the remnants of cloth she'd tied around her waist as she darted from the room, trying to find a weapon to use against the guards that had spotted her.
Finding the side room was at least a brief respite, away from the demon filled orgy and the foul magics which threatened to turn her into a slave to the desires of the incubus. That moment was all she had to savour though, the sounds of the guards still chasing her quickly making her hands grab the nearest weapon. As she turned back to the guards wielding a broken sword she couldn't help but wish she was holding her axe instead.
Her body took over, moving her on instinct as she clashed with the guards, quickly being pushed back into a corner. It was clear this was a bad situation if not only for the sensation of her warm blood running running from her shoulder. She had little room to manoeuvre and a terrible weapon. The next blow came fast and was blocked but she wasn't fast enough to completely dodge the second attack from her side. Evening the odds was a little easier, one went out of the window after an eager attack and she quickly disarmed another. A sharp pain from her leg which caused her to yelp out made it clear that she hadn't been fast enough though, the cause of the wound quickly felt her anger as her sword found itself embedded deep into his shoulder. She didn't recover quickly enough though as she was staggered by a blow to the jaw quickly finding herself locked arm to arm with the man.
Ugh... shit... these guys are strong... She thought as she felt him gaining the advantage on her. She needed to end this, if more guards came now she wouldn't be able to take them on. In a gamble she let herself fall backwards a way, giving her the room to knee the guy in the side. While he was stunned she smashed the closest object to her reach around his head, thankfully knocking him out cold. Wiping the blood from her face with a scowl she took the time to spit on the guard before grabbing his sword and delving deeper into the castle.
When she finally felt safe enough to take a moment to regain her breath, she took the cloth mask from her face, and inspected her wounds. She was slipping or the guards inside the palace were competent, either way she had to be careful from now on. Tearing the makeshift mask, she made a quick bandage for her leg, hoping that it wasn't deep enough to impede her ability to fight. She also ran a finger around her mouth, more than thankful that she hadn't lost any teeth thanks to that blow to the jaw. Pride in her abilities extended to a pride in her appearance as well, she really wouldn't want to be the person who marked her face in any way.
Moving on again she stopped to inspect a corridor that seemed to have something happening in it, examining the doors. The first door seemed to lead to a treasury of sorts, filled with riches she could only dream of possessing even with a reasonably lavish upbringing. It was tempting to try to gain access if only for the hope that some weapon had been stored in there which would aid her more than this sword, even with the risk of it being trapped or otherwise guarded. Her thoughts on entry were quickly cut short when the commotion picked up again though. Needless to say the sight she was greeted with peering through the other keyhole wasn't one she found any taste in at all.
Enough is enough. The treasury would still be there when she was done with this place. Right now, especially after suffering injuries, she was looking for a way to let off some steam. The quickest way to get to the incubus would likely be through his subordinates. Even if they didn't give her any direct answers cutting her way through some demon filth would be the best practice she could get for their master. She stood up, taking a deep breath as she adjusted her ponytail, looping it back through her hair tie to shorten it some. With that done she gripped her sword tightly, kicking the door open with her good leg with a nearly sadistic grin on her face.
"Aww, why wait for your master when you have a healthy specimen," she started quietly before raising her sword arm and charging the demons with a loud cry, "right here!!!"
(Deal with the Succubi (Combat/Naughty))