𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦. n. (latin)
- star, constellation, glory, immortality, heaven.
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❝I don't need the stars, because I have you.❞
In which, the Celestial Nine-Tailed Fox finally visits the Mortal Realm after millenniums of avoiding her past.
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「 第二章 // 𝗖𝗛.𝟮 」
"Snap Out Of It."
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A scoff escapes Jiangxue's lips as he lands on the floor of the Weather Station softly after you. The noise catches Red Son's attention, and you smile ever so softly when you notice the red-haired demon turn his head to look at the two of you, confusion written all over his face.
The Monkie Kids, who had been hoping for MK's return for a long time, looked just as shocked and bewildered at your appearances. Their exchange of puzzled glances did not go unnoticed by your watchful eyes.
They seem weirdly recognizable.
Meanwhile, Red Son's confusion quickly becomes anger, his hair flaring up immediately at the sight of another pair of humans who arrived out of nowhere despite how all the entrances were blocked off by Bull Clones.
"More peasants? Where did you come from?!" He roars, pointing a hand at you. Out of your peripheral vision, you see Jiangxue shoot the boy a dark look, tightening his grip on the sword hanging by his waist. You chuckle, tilting your head curiously.
"Good day to you too. Did we come at a bad time?" Red Son scrunches up his face, disgusted.
"Answer my question—! Ugh, nevermind." He mutters under his breath; rolling his eyes, "What a bunch of weirdos. Get them!"
Your eyes widen in surprise upon seeing a handful of bull-like robots immediately reacting to the command and leaping into the air, determined to capture you.
Instinctively, Jiangxue unsheathes his sword. He moves in front of you in a flash, shielding you from the incoming attacks as he takes on the offensive, a small frown etched on his face.
The Bull Clones rush towards the both of you, and while Jiangxue cuts down most of them mercilessly, some still manage to sneak past him, charging at you instead.
"Master!" Jiangxue warns worriedly.
You're used to it. You seem like an easy target, being a woman and all. If you were those robots, you would have done so as well.
But you're you.
With a shrug, you settle into a low stance, deciding on simple hand-to-hand combat. Afterall, the only belonging you had on yourself currently was a folding fan: which was really quite useless in this situation.
