"Eren block!" Rika screams while I'm still in a daze over Mo's arrival, I turn and see Eren standing in front of where his father is lying, arms and legs spread and planted on the ground.
"Like hell I'll let you through!" He screams
"Just fucking watch me!" yells Mo, as she grows closer she swings her club up and over her head, "AGH!!" she grunts and it makes contact.
"Eren!" I yell, the spikes lodge throughout his hands, coating his hands in blood, he grunts, trying to keep his eyes open as he prepares for her next attack, "Eren!" I yell again, I take one step and he stops me.
"Don't! You have to focus on defeating her, my wounds are fine-AGH!" she interrupts him by yanking the club away, dislodging the spike and swinging the club once more, this time into his gut, forcing him to puke up blood; his feet leave the ground for a moment, and when she dislodges the spikes a second time he falls to his knees. I can no longer stand by and watch helplessly, despite his reasons I sprint toward him, catching him before he falls completely over.
"Don't get too cocky, brat; you may be stronger but you're looking at a pro here," she says while striking her usual pose; club flung onto her shoulder while resting her other hand on her hip while looking down at her opponent.
"She's right," I say reluctantly, "I've seen her in action more than once; you can't fight her alone, Eren."
"Kou-!" Eren says with disbelief, coughing up more blood into his hand and gasping; once he catches his breath a second later I can see the frustration building inside him.
"But, with all of us fighting her I'm pretty sure she'll break a sweat or two." I glare back up at her as if to knock her off her podium, "yeah, when there's a target, she's not my ally, she's an enemy." I think to myself.
I catch a glimpse of her eye twitching a bit, I must've struck a nerve and irritated her because she suddenly lifts her club and swings it downward on us.
"NO!"
Eren and I close our eyes and brace ourselves for pain, but we hear a loud thud and a moment later something clank and thud against the stage floor. We open our eyes to see Lillya's heel digging into the top of Mo's head, and Rika's foot pressed against Mo's wrist, the club on the floor a few feet away.
"What?" We say alittle confused.
"Heh, guess us girls made it just in time." Rika says while smiling at us, Mo grabs both their ankles and slams Lillya on the floor to her right, and twists Rika's leg causing her to tumble over to her left; she opens her palm and the club turns to goo and disappears into her hand. Her eyes showing a murderous glare she grabs me by the neck and pulls me close to her face, blood trickles down her forehead alittle from the wound Lillya inflicted, but her expression shows no sign of pain.
"Finally...a challenge outta you." She grins menacingly and tosses me back to the ground, "Now that you're finally in the game and a proper challenge, we'll consider this tutorial officially over."
"Huh...?" the four of us say in unison as she steps back, gesturing with her eyes; we follow her gaze and look at The Head, whose wrapped and covered in large velvet curtains. We remove the curtains covering his eyes and it reveals he passed out.
"Maybe with all the commotion, added on with his weak state with being ill, he couldn't keep himself awake." Rika says almost apologetically. We remove a few more and the Red Path is once again clearly visible after the red curtains are pulled away, the smoky, red flame that engulfs the father, turns Blue, then vanishes after a moment; The Head slowly opened his eyes.
"Mercury..."
"Yeah, this was your first official target where you and your Handler's were all by your side and fighting for and with you, my badass entrance was my finishing blow on him, but I failed to deliver the blow because pretty boy over there decided to get in my way, so I failed." Eren blushes a bit over hearing he's the main reason we succeeded, "the only problem is," she turns back to the rampaging crowd that became part of the background during our fight, the crowd slowly settles down and faces us, looking disturbingly creepy.
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Holding Everything
AdventureWhat would you do if you found out the hard way, just how weak and small humans were? That when up against a real terror, they would be torn down easily and trampled upon; would you, as a human, still try to do whatever you can to surpass such a thr...
