A hololive EN story

The war rages on

Watson's pov

It's a stalemate. Neither of us can gain the upper hand. My combat knife clashes with his trident. His trident is a lot bigger but my combat knife is really strong and durable. I pull out my gun.

Watson: Game over.

I shoot him in the head.

He falls backwards.

Watson: It's over. Come on, Pikamee. We're going to find Gura.

Pikamee: Sounds like a plan.

We walk out of the wedding room. We find some stairs.

Watson: I'll search the second floor, you keep looking down here. If you see her, tell me on the raido.

Pikamee: Got it.

I go upstairs. I start looking around for Gura.

Ina's pov

Ichi: Accept defeat.

Ina: Never.

I rush towards him. I'm a lot faster than before thanks to Ao-chan but he manages to block my attack. Our tentacles wrestle for control again. This time I'm a lot stronger than him. I knock him back. I get a nice blow to his stomach. I than uppercut him. He's knocked on his back. He gets back up.

Ina: You can't win this battle.

Ichi: Watch me.

He charges at me. I knock him back.

Ina: it's useless. I win.

Ichi: You sure? You don't look so good.

Ina: Huh?

I wipe my forehead with my hand. There's sweat. A lot of it. I'm also having trouble catching my breath. I didn't notice it, I was to focused on the battle. I have to finish this quickly. This is probably what Ao-Chan said about costing me. He swings his tentacles at me. I dodge. I quickly get close to him and sweep his legs with my tentacles. Once he's knocked to the ground I hit him in the head, knocking him out.

Ina: I win. It's over.

I start to walk away. I feel so weak. I fall to my hands and knees. My vision is getting fuzzy.

Ao-chan: I warned you, priestess.

I look at the castle. I reach my hand out.

Ina: Gura

Everything goes black.

Calli's pov

I'm in battle with the brother named Larry. Kiara is managing her own battle just fine. I manage to cut him with my sythe. It wasn't lethal though. He swings his sword. I block it. He's quite skilled. I push forward and knock him off his feet.

Calli: Checkmate.

He pulls out a gun and shoots. The bullet misses but scrapes my cheek.