Day 7 of Arach Duozu (Month 4), Year 175 A.T.M / Ignismens 1, 1617 Central Calendar; 19:10 Local Time
Two entities were locked in combat.
One was clad in black armor, like a warrior wearing an unflinching mask. The other was an Unidentified Lifeform, a creature in the visage of a twisted hybrid of man and bat, with a perpetually snarling expression and black eyes. It shrieked and unleashed a savage strike with its claws, as the armored one, Xyston Magia #12 Clotho, entrusted on a mission, took the attack full-on with her rotating cudgels, without flinching.
The flow of battle continued like that, seemingly on and on, where the creature would try to kill Clotho, only for her to slip past its blows and deflect its strikes with almost no serious intention to injure her opponent, let alone kill it. The bat-like creature fought with a feral, animalistic instinct, while Clotho engaged calmly with the full precision her processing power allowed. She offered only enough resistance to sustain the fight, almost as if she were playing with it, keeping the ugly creature's aggression directed at her.
However, all stories must have an ending, and this battle, too, must reach its conclusion.
Clotho dragged on the fight for a reason, and once she determined she had gathered sufficient combat data on the Unidentified Lifeform under the most natural conditions possible, she resolved that the experiment had run its course.
"...Ll'I llik uoy!"
With a grunt, Clotho pivoted and unleashed a powerful roundhouse kick into the creature's flank, hurling the creature into a pillar and kicking up a burst of dust on impact. As the creature struggled to stand up, exhausted, Clotho advanced carefully.
"...You've been saying that since we started fighting. I suppose the ability to speak doesn't make you intelligent, huh?"
"Grrrrrr...!"
The Unidentified Lifeform's breathing came in ragged bursts, as if torn between continuing the fight and fleeing from it. It had been so laser-focused that it probably forgot that it can fly.
"Alright, stop resisting since I'm going to capture you," Clotho grinned.
But then—
A beam of white light slashed across the room.
It swept from a gap in the front entrance Clotho had made, wobbling as whoever held the flashlight approached. The streak of light happened to land directly on the creature's head.
Almost immediately, the creature let out a pitiful whimper and raised an arm to shield itself from the glare.
"What—"
Clotho stopped in her tracks, momentarily caught off guard by the creature's abrupt change in behavior. In the meantime, it lurched backward, wings snapping open in an unsteady flare. Dust scattered as it jumped and beat the air, trying to launch itself upward toward the rafters.
"Hey! Get back here!"
With an irritated grunt, Clotho flicked her arm, the motion punctuated by a metallic thwip.
A wire fired and cinched tight around the creature mid-air, binding its torso, wings, and arms before the spool locked with a crisp click. The creature thrashed desperately, but the more it struggled, the tighter the coils drew. Clotho reeled the line back, guiding the captive down until it collapsed to the floor with a frustrated hiss.
She glanced toward the doorway, where shaky beams of light jittered along the walls, casting long human silhouettes into the now-messy hall.
"Tch... security? Local constables?" Clotho muttered. "I suppose our fight made more noise than intended, even with the rain... but no matter..."
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