Storyverse

Chapter 5: The Great Old Ones Under The Great Copyright

-Lady, I believe I should run away now.

-Yes, Ciel. It will be best if you find my husband. There is a possibility that he is also in battle now. Then he will need you to ward off a mental breakdown if something happens.

Cirael knew very well that her maid is not a fighter, so she really should run away. Ciel herself, hearing the consent of her lady, nodded and, turning around, ran away, opening the door to the outside, or rather breaking the door along with the hinges from the wall.

-I don't know who you are, but warming up really won't hurt. I haven't fought for 30 long years, - the angel pulled out the sword from its sheath, and its blade immediately became shrouded in fire. - But first, identify yourself. In a duel it is customary to know each other's names.

The cloaked figure, although it had said words of challenge earlier, did not move an inch. However, without moving his head, he or she replied:

-My name... now, probably, it is Nyarla. You don't have to introduce yourself, Clain. I know your name.

-Good. Now, come!

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Ciel ran as fast as she could. She knocked down - and given the speed, it looked like damage from a traffic accident - passers-by who did not have time to dodge, which aroused the anger of the crowd. But the negative emotions of those around her only fed her and gave her strength. Moreover, she now had a very important task. After all, if her master falls into the rage, then not a stone will remain of this city. She roughly understood what direction Oliver would be in, because she saw where Sean and him went earlier.

However, she soon had to stop - the city guards stood in her way like a wall, blocking the passage with shields, which created a wide magical barrier. She won't get through this. Apparently, the guards didn't particularly like her knocking down passers-by.

-Miss, you are under arrest for...

However, the law enforcement officers did not have time to finish pressing charges, because their attention, just like attention of the crowd, was drawn by a loud sound a couple of streets away. Moreover, in the direction from which this sound came, a huge cloud of dust rose, as if a building or two had collapsed. Considering that this was where Ciel had just fled from, it must have been Cirael who started the fight with the informant. This is exactly the conclusion the girl came to.

Before the onlookers of the crowd had time to understand what was happening and scream, a glowing pillar of dark red energy appeared in the opposite direction of that sound and cloud of dust, a few blocks from Ciel's location. Just like those columns of energy that Oliver created in "hate mode," minus the color. The guards were completely distracted by this, and the crowd began to scream and run in panic. The barrier weakened and, channeling all her strength, Ciel broke through it and ran on. Now she knew where her master probably was.

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Sean was furious - it was tenth (or so) time when he was reminded that he was just a normal human, but the surgeon, just like Oliver, could not lose his composure. After all, they now had a tough fight ahead of them.

Without waiting for anything more, Oliver, without moving a muscle, only with the power of thought, launched the swords that were flying in the air next to him, right at the girl. The barmaid, in a turn, as if dancing, incredibly quickly took a side step, at the same time grabbing Sean's hand. The doctor didn't even have time to breathe and stop time before the "goat" threw him across the entire bar. With a scream, Sean crashed into the wall next to the entrance and groaned in pain. Apparently, he broke several bones, and unlike Oliver and Cirael, it will not heal quickly for him. Sean, lying on his back among the rubble of the wall, was looking for something under his robe. Look like, this search was more important than the terrible pain, unless he was looking for a painkiller.