Chapter 43
The black haired woman immediately swoops in with her short, bone and thorn sword.
"The Thorn Scaled weapon, sounds a lot like the Shroud Scale."
Marie quickly draws the rifle to her side, holding it in a particular hidden fashion. The black haired woman, swipes upward with the short sword. The suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, Marie unsheathes a long pink and red military Saber from her side.
"She turned the rifle into a sword!? Must be some type of form changing relic, kinda' like Inky Jet."
*CLINK!!!*
The short sword and the Saber clash, before Marie lifts her right leg slightly from underneath her slit dress and quickly kicks for the black haired woman's head, without barely even moving her body. The black haired woman quickly intercepts the kick with her free arm, but the force of the kick is too much.
The strong kick sends the black haired woman sliding back on the expensive looking attic floor. Marie swoops in towards her, just as she did to Marie before. Marie immediately jumps and twists her body in the air, revealing a pink and red Saber sword holster in her other hand. Marie comes down on the black haired woman with a flurry of fast pierce attacks. The black haired woman goes on the defense, back stepping repeatedly while seemingly struggling to dodge and use her short sword to defend against Marie's long Saber.
"That Sword style... it's speed and precision reminds me of the Dragon Dance, except focused into piercing attacks rather than slashing and kicking. Impressive. The other woman is just as impressive though, I've noticed the way she moves and dodges with finesse, she's only partially moving a specific part of her body rather than dodging with her entire body, conserving her energy to be able to continue on the defensive. But for how long?"
The black haired woman gets in close to clash with Marie's Saber, using the gaps in her bone and thorn sword to hold it in place.
In immediate response, Marie delivers a powerful knee to the woman's gut once again sending her flying backwards. But as soon as Marie's knee leaves the woman's abdomen, the woman grind, before her short sword in hand, immediately breaks apart and extends into more bone blades covered by glowing red lightning Aether in the shape of thorns. Marie twists her body, seamlessly dodging the extended sword attack.
The black haired woman jolts back to the wall, holding her stomach in one hand, and the lightning covered handle to her sword in the other. The woman pulls with the handle in hand, recalling the bone blades from behind Marie.
*CLINK* *CLINK* *CLINK*
Marie holds her Saber at her shoulder upside down, deflecting the quick bone blades without giving them so much as a glance.
The bone blades return to the black haired woman's short sword's handle, and shrink back down to its original size.
The woman stands up and looks directly at child Rosaleen, trembling and hiding under the large roundtable.
"A little girl... your little girl. You really do have an heir." The black haired woman says.
"Focus on me, tu boudin!" Marie utters in a thick French accent, before swiftly and deeply cutting her own palm with her saber without a single hesitation, as if she's done this one hundred times over. She then shoves the the blood smeared saber in the holster within her other hand, before summoning four additional pink and gold, majestic looking bolt action rifles through four separate Runecircles, hovering right above her head, all aimed at the black haired woman.
*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*
Each hovering rifle fires in sequential order, before a spherical red throned covered force field surrounds the black haired woman immediately protecting her from the pink Aether blasts.
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FantasyStolen from your home. Inheriting a name and memories that are not your own. Totally bewildered to as you got there and why the body you're withholding possesses an exact replica of your face. As you begin to see the faces of your loved ones you're...
