In an abandoned temple, at night, groans echoed through the halls of the holy place.
"Ahh!"
"Pl-Please! Raynare-sama! You need to stay put. Your injuries are still fresh! You landed hard!"
"That damn mongrel!" Raynare tried to get up, only to fall back to her back. "Dammit! First, that kid! Then that monster! They took care of me good..." it was quite obvious, Raynare seen better days.
She landed hard, her beautiful wings broken. The Fallen barely managed to drag herself back to the temple. Even now, her useless subordinates nursing her.
"Dammit! When were we so close? What Azazel-sama will say...?" tears poured from her eyes, knowing her failure. Knowing she can never reach closer to the most adored man.
'Bang!' "Huf! Huf! Huf!"
"Wha-What was that!?" the double door snapped open in the next moment, a man's haphazard breathing audible.
"Help me up, dammit!" immediately, several exorcists ran to her, helping up their leader.
"Dohaseek!? What happened!?"
The man laid, collapsed on the ground — his wings seen better days.
"That... the target is more dangerous than we initially thought!"
"Don't say!?"
"She beat me up with a crowbar! A fucking crowbar! Shocked me until I urinated myself!" the man in the long coat was visibly in great pain, covered with bruises, several of his bones broken, his wings ruined. "There is no way I go back! That girl is a monster! I say to you! She is a monster!" and now, he just wept, a scared expression on his face, grabbing the two sides of his head.
"She just smirked! She just smirked! Using her tools on me! I can't go back! I can't go back... A monster..." Dohaseek pulled his knees under himself, swaying back and forth.
"The hell you say!?" Raynare was more and more pissed off. First, her prey denied because of the sudden appearance of a mysterious figure, then this!? What more can come?
"Does God really hate us this much!?" ever since that girl appeared on their radar, shit started to hit the fan. First she, then Dohaseek, what more can come?
"Raynare, Dohaseek... you are both pathetic." a sneering voice came from the shadow, revealing a busty woman with long navy blue hair.
"Kalawarner! How dare!? Tch!" Once more, pain rushed through Raynare's body, barely able to sustain a sitting position.
"Look at you! One whimpering like a scared child. The other was barely able to sit. Tell me one good reason why not notify Azazel-sama about your failure?"
"The operations can still be salvaged. We... we only need that sacred gear wielder to arrive, and everything will be back on track!"
"And when she will arrive!? We are waiting for her for days!" Kalawarner stomped, visibly angry about the wretched state of the whole operation.
"It's... she will be here soon! The airports are monitored strictly; it takes more time than expected to send her over!"
"I hope you are right. Not only the two of you useless in your current state..." she glanced at the male Fallen, seeing him still shuddering. "... but it seems, even Mittelt betrayed us. One of our men seen her out, distributing the flyers of that café. Like a damn servant!"
"She needs to die then." Raynare sighed, seeing no other way.
"Agreed... there is no other way. Freed!" the fallen with blue hair shouted, but no answer came.
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The Player is a Part-Timer
Pertualangan"Why they can't leave me alone?" the player asked oneself depressed. Yeah, transported in a different world, waking up in a completely alien place, in an alien body, it is freaking scary! For a player who only wants peace and live a relaxing life, l...
