Three Dragons Gods.
Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God.
Great Red, the Book of Revelation.
And Alteria, the Void Star Dragon God.
The latter was well known to every being that was aware of the supernatural. He never cared about other people's con...
"WHOAAAAAH!!!" Atalanta was falling, her back facing below. When Merlin teleported her, she found herself falling into a shaft. The rocks surrounding her were blurry as her speed was too high.
It has been quite some time now, and she felt like the end was not near. "Damn that fucking whore! He said he would bring me to the mastermind and here I am falling!! If even your magics suck then what the hell do you have for you!?"
She thought angrily. She felt Merlin's power going wild and she was curious to know what happened but couldn't because of HIM!!
Suddenly, as if her animal instincts were telling her, she looked down and saw that she was getting dangerously close to the end of the well. "...Fuck."
With a quick motion, she spun in the air as she was now facing the ground. She grabbed her bow and slammed the edge of it into the rock, trying to slow her fall. It slightly helped since she landed on the ground at a slow speed. It could still have killed a regular person but she was not normal.
Her crash created a small hole in the ground but nothing too bad. She got up from it and cleaned herself from the dust, which earned her some coughs. "Fucking *cough* bitch!" She looked around, trying to see where the fuck she landed.
And to her surprise, she saw a corridor that was screaming "Villain Lair". That's when a weird feeling took place in her body. Her chest tightened the longer she stared at the path before her. It was the same feeling she got with Igris and Rias but it was stronger. Probably...
"The Mastermind, as Merlin would say."
Bow in hand, she made her way across the road, going deeper and deeper inside of it, not caring about the pressure that was coming from the end of it. Or about the rock walls that looked like it was about to crumble at any moment now.
It was at that moment that she heard several explosions, followed by a sudden burst of energy from everyone's favorite wizard. Stopping dead on her tracks and looking at the ceiling, she saw some debris falling from it. "That was his Noble Phantasm. I can't think that he got injured to the point he gotta use it so why the fuck did he do?"
She muttered under her breath as she started walking again. After some time, she finally arrived at the end of it, welcomed by a doorway too big for her or for anyone that she knew. She could just push the door, like any other person but during her training, Jalter was always yelling about making an impactful entrance. And she could feel a strong presence behind it.
From behind the door, the man who orchestrated everything was still sitting on his throne with nothing but a golden helmet, a black-grass skirt, and a red long cap. The being that was standing behind him already left, not wanting to be found out.
"She's here."
*BAM*
The moment those words left his mouth, the door exploded open, creating a cloud of dust and a gust of wind. The reason? Atalanta just kicked the door open with great force. Entering with a conquering step, she made her way into the throne room, which looked dead, to be honest.
No lights could be seen. The room would have been completely dark if it wasn't for the light of the veil coming through a hole in the ceiling. Broken pillars made of stone were aligned in front of the throne and on each side.
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