[IC] Flames of rebellion (Thewindel and FaithfulMuse)

[TheWendil]

"I think that this, whatever it was we just witnessed, is nothing other than needlessly cruel. Minotaurs may not be the kindest folk, neither, but at least we don't feed one another to demonic beings.”

“Demonic? Oh no, no, no, my friend!” Spencer said, twirling his fedora freely with one finger. “This is an act of divinity! An offering to the Grand Summoning! Yeah, it’s a little bloody, but aren’t all things? Seriously….”

Nearby, Melody walked over to Jackson for support. She glanced at the saved civilians before grimacing at her commander.

“Miss Jackson? I…I think something’s very wrong but…I don’t know what it is. We…should probably check around the city. It seems to be coming near here.”

[FaithfulMuse]

"As I said, I still consider this a needlessly cruel thing, no matter what you call it. Your kin has some morbid rituals." Cyrias simply answered, not saying much else afterwards. Demonic or not, this was still awful.

Jackson nodded, getting up again and preparing to get moving again. Melody was right, despite how much she hated to admit that.

[TheWendil]

"As I said, I still consider this a needlessly cruel thing, no matter what you call it. Your kin has some morbid rituals."

“You…you what? Aha, ahahaha! Oh man, you can’t be seriously be spewing out this kind of crap now, can you?” Spencer looked at the minotaur with disbelief. “My kin? My kin? Buddy, this is the work of the Imperium! And guess what! You’re part of it now! Consider this a greeting into your new happy family, cause it ain’t gonna get better than this!”

The sound of Spencer’s laughing echoed throughout the flames and horror caused and brought about by the Grand Summoning. So much so, that it was enough to give Melody the location of its source. Stumbling upon the mass scene, she froze in disgust at what she was seeing.

[FaithfulMuse]

Cyrias was about to respond to Spencer, when he was distracted by a feminine voice. "What happened here?" The voice sounded, causing him to turn and take a look. While doing so he noticed two women, one of which looked stunning to him.

"I believe that happened here was referred to as a 'summoning', by my superior." He asked, at which Jackson nodded in understanding, but said nothing about it.

"And who might you be?" She asked in return.

"My name is Cyrias, I will temporarily be functioning as Spencer's assistant. Now, if you don't mind me asking, I would love to hear your name, as well as the name of the fair maidrm who happens to be accompanying you."

[TheWendil]

Melody’s eyes narrowed into ones filled with despair. A Grand Summoning? So near here? She had to catch her breath to keep from retching at the brutality of it all. She understood that the Imperium’s goal was to ultimately summon…but did that mean they had to….?

“Oh? Miss Melody, I think you’re looking a bit on the green side,” Spencer observed coyly. His own eyes locked onto Jackson’s an invisible message to keep control over her subordinate, lest she do something ugly.

"My name is Cyrias. I will temporarily be functioning as Spencer's assistant. Now, if you don't mind me asking, I would love to hear your name, as well as the name of the fair maiden who happens to be accompanying you.”

“H-Huh?”

The Lumen Elf looked up with a slight tinge to her cheeks, looking over the minotaur.

“Oh! Well, I’m Melody. Assistant to Miss Jackson and Mr. Spencer for the time being. Heh, I guess that makes us partners?” she asked, extending her hand in greeting.

[FaithfulMuse]

"Melody... That's a lovely name, a beautiful name for a beautiful elf." The minotaur said, before shaking Melody's hand, which was somewhat small compared to his own. "And yes, I suppose that means that we are partners. I look forward to working with you."

Jackson sighed softly. Was this all really necessary? "Yes, you two are being really adorable, but after the hospital visits and grand summonings, I believe we wasted enough time already. Let's focus on our mission again, shall we?"