The Break up: part 2

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3rd person POV:

The Wardens of hell gathered around on the roof of the school after Lilly returned to the chamber holding the Hell Gate.

Stix: Alright, when do we kill that bitch?

Azell: Once we definitively possess a power greater than hers.

Pluto: And what power would that be?

Azell: We've been gone for quite some time. Who knows that which has risen and fallen.

Azell: For now we do reconnaissance.

Stovax: I don't know if all of us have any patients left for that. Just look at Infrid.

They all turn to look towards Infrid who had distanced himself from the group to gaze towards the horizon, in Yn's general direction, who was miles away at the moment.

Simonsa: Brother, what's the matter?

Cia; Yeah, you barely speak, but this is like negative speaking right now.

Infrid:...

He silently approached his fellow Wardens.

Infrid:?

Sensing a presence not too different from Yn's, Infrid turns towards it, making the rest aware of him as well.

Noticing his cover was blown, Mark, the Cobalt Sin, walks out from the shadows.

Azell: A blue one...?

Mark:.....

Infrid and Mark take a battle stance, however, the Cobalt Sin's quick draw which sliced the fabric of reality surprised the Wardens to the point where Mark could escape, having to fight every urge to attack them to do so, but nevertheless succeeding.

Simonsa: What an intriguing blade...

(Opening theme)

Quite early in the morning, Marry, Suzy, and Yn followed by Patrisha, made their way to school, only to find every student standing on the edge of the school grounds.

Marry: What the hell is going on here?

A familiar girl approaches them. More specifically, Yn.

 More specifically, Yn

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Verona: Hey there, Yn.

Yn: H-Hi... Uhm, what's going on here?

Verona: Oh, demons are in the school. Everyone is too afraid to get close.

Yn:?

He, Suzy, and Marry begin to slip through the crowd, to get in front and find the Wardens of hell, relaxing on the roof.

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