Amaris' expression of glee was visible in her face as the two chains spun around audibly cutting the air as she did so. If the ominous sound of the chains in the air weren't enough, just the thought of what could happen if someone was struck by them was probably enough to keep the soldiers at bay, seeing as not even a single one of them wanted to approach Amaris. That, when coupled with the ferocity Mirielle showed as she charged towards the enemies near the gate made it very clear that the enemy morale was suffering greatly.
Due to that, when Carnatia came to her, asking for her to summon another obelisk near the gate, Amaris couldn't help but let out a sinister smile.
"With pleasure~" Amaris replied to Carnatia with an amused expression, raising her arm up, making the chains stop spinning and coiling around her arm.
"When the third obelisk rises, then they will know what I am truly capable of." She said with an excited expression, much to the terror of whoever soldier happened to hear her.
Before she could do anything though, she heard Carmen's voice echoing through the burning garrison, ordering for her to stop.
Just as he did so, his voice roared again in an intimidating, commanding tone as he addressed the enemy soldiers, giving them a chance to leave instead of continuing such bloodbath.
Whether the soldiers were honestly considering Carmen's proposal, if they were too stunned by Carmen's tone or still shocked by the sheer massacre that a group of a few people were capable of was unknown, but the silence that fell over the garrison after Carmen spoke meant that they would certainly at least consider their words.
"Unfortunately for me and fortunately for you, that man is the one that holds my 'leash'. One word from him and I will gladly continue. One of the three obelisks is already up and I was just about to invoke the second one~" Amaris said, speaking out as she looked to the soldiers around them, the tone of her voice, her words and her expressions leaving a grim and ominous atmosphere in the air.
"Works perfectly for me." Alice said, nodding in agreement as she replied to Rho-Hux when he suggested a silent signal should they spot enemies.
"Despite my choice of weapon making me a bit ill suited to spearhead the formation, should we encounter heavy ethereal interference or presence, I have no problems in scouting ahead, should it prove to be necessary." Alice said looking to the entire team and nodding reassuringly to them before they prepared to go enter the Sargasso.
The moment they entered the Sargasso station, they were greeted by the flesh growths covering the walls and corridors of the station, releasing unknown, possibly harmful chemicals in the air, contaminating the little oxygen that was still left in it. Mostly due to her experience in expeditions to the Oneiric Chasm, Alice found herself unbothered by the low gravity or even the considerable buildup of qillatu that was ever so familiar to places that constantly fell in and out of the Oneiric Chasm.
Unlike the clear, rampant infection that seemed to plague Sargasso and the apparent state of disrepair, the first thing Alice noticed was that many of the electronic devices not only were still working, but there were signals of them being used quite recently as well. Unsurprising, considering the briefing they had received about the station, but by putting that fact together with the strange, liquid-like sensation she could feel like a trail leading to different rooms made it quite clear that they should expect to meet something rather sooner than later. Other than those clear signals, there were many sounds Alice could hear. From the beeping and buzzing noises of old electronic devices to the sounds of the pulsating flesh growths and veins, there were also other sounds that were... difficult to pinpoint the source. A distant, but strangely clear sound coming from above the room they encountered themselves in, raising and lowering in intensity, indicating whatever it was the source, it was definitely moving.
Even though there seemed to be no immediate danger in that room, something that Alice was making sure of, both sweeping their surroundings and being ready to react at a moment's notice, she still gave Salvator a concerned glance. She wasn't sure the others would have felt the same as she did, but she knew most certainly that Salvator, being a voidhanger like her, would have felt that weird liquid sensation as well as she had. Even though she didn't want to break the silence, fearing to announce her presence to whoever, or whatever might be listening, her expression was enough to send a clear message...
That mission wouldn't be an easy one. Trouble seemed to dwell closer to them than what Alice thought it would at the briefing. A single wrong movement could warn other things of their presence and by the small hints Alice had caught by looking around, there was a rather considerable chance that it could be something worse than just pirates.
Truth be told, even amidst the hell the garrison was turning into, it was very, very hard to ignore Amaris. Not only due to the carnage she was responsible for as she threw herself in the middle of the enemy forces but especially after she invoked the obelisk, it didn't take long until the screams of 'Witch' started echoing through the battlefield.
"Crone? It is awfully rude to call a beautiful, young woman a crone, isn't it?" Amaris replied as she heard the soldiers' shouts, grinning as she pulled the chain from the soldier's chest, splattering his blood on the ground staining it for a moment before it gathered and formed into a second chain.
A single glance was all it took for Amaris to realize not everything was well with her companions. Not only the fire was spreading in an alarming rate, but the amount of enemy soldiers was slowly but surely starting to overwhelm them. In particular, Linceleste was in a particularly dangerous place after one soldier was able to stop her charge by striking her horse with a spear, making her fall to the ground. Dazed by the fall, Linceleste was an easy target and before long, soldiers started surrounding her, one of which, was able to pierce her shoulder with his spear, unfazed by Linceleste's attempt to deflect his blow. Fortunately, her mechanical spider was quick to tackle the soldier away from it's master.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure they won't be able to approach her! Whoever is nearby, I would recommend to watch your heads~" Amaris replied, giggling as she heard Carmen's words asking her to swing her chains and prevent the soldiers from approaching Linceleste.
Most of the times since Amaris started fighting, both her and her chains were rarely standing still, unlike now. Instead of attacking, Amaris retreated a bit to the northeast, taking a few steps away from the soldiers as she moved away from her obelisk, halfway towards the other group of soldiers, where Linceleste was. As she did so, Amaris called both her chains back to herself, with them slowly coiling around her, almost as if there was a resistance to that movement.
"GET DOWN, NOW!" Amaris shouted towards any ally that might be within 15m of herself as she spun around. The moment she did so, her chains fully extended, spiraling outwards at the height of the soldiers' necks. As they cut through the air with a frightening speed, the whistle they produced was loud enough to be audible even with all the chaos around them.
Amaris' laughter echoed together with the horrifying sounds of flesh being teared apart and bones cracking as once again, her chains absorbed the blood from the unfortunate soldiers struck by them. Just as she did so, from behind the downed soldiers, Amaris saw as one of the remaining soldiers pointed towards her with a loaded arbalest. There was little time for Amaris to even think on what to do. Instead, she instinctively used the third chain that was just being formed from the blood the others absorbed to block the incoming bolt, with a quick swipe, immediately stopping her dash as she jumped backwards surprised, only for her to see a musketeer among the remaining soldiers, about to press the trigger. This time, there wouldn't be enough time to react. Fortunately, before she could feel the impact of the projectile, a loud bang suddenly echoed as the soldier aiming at her fell to the ground after Carmen shot at him.
Alerted by Carmen's shout regarding the remaining two Musketeers, Amaris immediately turned her attention towards them. The musketeers would soon start shooting again and with only one way for them to escape the inferno the garrison was quickly turning into, they had little options besides standing their ground and fighting their way to the exit. Fortunately, before the remaining two musketeers could take aim, Linceleste charged towards them with her horse, swinging her sword at one of them, using the momentum of her charge. Taking advantage of Linceleste's brutal charge, which would likely leave the remaining musketeer distracted, Amaris immediately sent one of her chains towards the remaining musketeer, aiming to pierce his chest before it quickly returned to her.
"Thank you, Linceleste~ Let me have the group behind, I'll prevent them from rushing towards the exit and blocking our way." Amaris shouted to Linceleste with an amused smile, her attention focused almost entirely on the group of soldiers even as Linceleste dashed past the musketeers with her horse.
As soon as she finished speaking, she crouched, touching the ground and making all three of her chains burrow into the ground. Not even a second after they disappeared, a giant obelisk, made of black iron and bound by chains erupted right in the middle of the group of soldiers, impaling those who were unfortunate enough to be on the center and knocking back the others who were nearby, likely avoiding any of them from attacking Linceleste in retaliation. Using the opening her Obelisk would likely buy for her, Amaris immediately ran towards the group, summoning a single chain as she ran towards the group of soldiers, shooting her chain to impale whoever was the nearest soldier who wasn't knocked down or impaled by her obelisk.
The sound of Amaris' chains hitting Melnik's armor was loud enough to echo through the garrison. Apparently, he wasn't lying when he said that despite the lack of manpower they were well equipped. In order to have stopped Amaris' attack, it at least had to be a fairly high quality, well made armor. Unfortunately for him, he didn't have as much luck with Mirielle's holy lance, having almost completely pierced Melnik's leg, his wound sizzling due to the holy energy on Mirielle's lance.
Using the opening Mirielle and Amaris' attack had created, Carnatia, using multiple illusions of herself, approached for a final blow. With a swift lunge coming from amidst the illusions, Carnatia plunged her rapier into Melnik's neck, cutting sideways as the burly, heavy armored commander dropped his hammer, stumbling backwards before finally falling down.
With the most dangerous one dead, Amaris turned towards Carmen, only to see him pulling a gun and shooting at one of the soldiers. Melnik's strike from earlier left Carmen quite disoriented and the cut on his eye still bled, but his wounds didn't seem bad enough that he couldn't fight.
Despite their commander having fallen, the soldiers didn't seem to lose their will to fight and were still aiming to overwhelm them. With little time to breathe or recover, Mirielle told Amaris to deal with the remaining soldiers, which were now rushing inside the fort after hearing the sounds of battle, a task she would be more than glad to do. Carmen soon after said the same, making it clear that their objective was to flee instead of staying and annihilating the remaining forces. Almost as if right on cue, an explosion shook the garrison, opening a hole in the western wall and spreading a dangerous amount of oil and fire. With the entire garrison made of wood, the fire would likely engulf it in it's entirety before the fight ended. Carmen was correct, they needed to get out of there quickly.
"With pleasure~" Amaris said, a grin forming on her face as she ran towards the soldiers entering the garrison, spinning, with a wave of her hand, making both her chains sing through the air, sweeping at the incoming soldiers' legs. Whether Carmen, Mirielle and Carnatia chose to leave through the ruined northern wall or through the main entrance, Amaris would make sure to deal with as many of the incoming soldiers as possible.
"Understood, I can cover both Kleo and Echo, no worries. Don't worry about Kleo. I can take care of her." Alice said whispering the last part, agreeing with King as he suggested for the team's Etherealists to pair up with the others in case something happens.
While Alice wished the two teams to work a bit more harmoniously, sparks seemed to fly between them every second they spent near each other. The animosity between the teams went as far as a duel being suggested between Rho-Hux and the Husk from the other team. Fortunately, before the challenge to a duel deteriorated into a brawl right then and there, Salvator was quick to reprimand both parties and remember them that the focus should be the mission instead of any personal disagreements or quarrels.
After a certain point, Alice realized nothing she could say would be of much difference so instead of speaking up, she decided just to silently hope that the animosity and the conflicts coming from that first meeting between them wouldn't affect the outcome of mission or how well the two teams would be able to work with each other.
Alice thought she was prepared to enter Sargasso after the briefing and the information they received, but upon seeing the abandoned station by herself it became clear that it would be almost impossible for that mission to proceeded without complications. Even from outside, the station's appearance was that of a chaotic amalgamation of ethereal, infected flesh and metal. From the derelict station, old vessels, in various states of disrepair could be seen. Some, irregular ships that seemed to be built completely out of scrap and spare parts and others, very old models, with refurbished armor and haphazard repairs to make it at least usable, all of them in a hopeless fight against vacuum-coral and infected flesh.
"It is honestly much worse than what I had imagined..." Alice said to herself with a deep sigh as she watched the abandoned station from inside a dropship, just before the Invictoid asked for radio silence.
As they approached the drop point, Alice thought about the suggestion given to them. Using raw firepower to clear obstacles would be easy, but definitely best only used on last resort. Attracting attention from unwanted creatures or pirates was definitely the last thing they needed.
Just as Salvator had said, close-quarter breaches were always chaotic. In Alice's case, it was an even bigger reason for her to keep alert at all times due to her weapon choice. From the multiple entrance points available for them, the hatch was chosen by Salvator, a choice Alice had no problems with, considering it seemed to be the best choice if they wanted to remain unnoticed.
As soon as they approached the hatch, Alice would stand besides Rho-Hux, looking through the hatch with her rifle, sweeping the perimeter as the others entered.
"I can cover you as you enter. I'll keep an eye out for anything strange." Alice said as she continued looking through her rifle's scope.
Just as the soldier fell to the ground pleading for his life, Amaris' chain began to greedily absorb the first drops of blood that were spilled in that battle. Together with it, Amaris herself could feel a growing feeling of excitement and euphoria welling up from deep within her. More than just adrenaline of combat and the familiar ferrous smell of blood, it was also a physiological reaction to the old magic of iron and blood. As long as blood continued to flow on the battlefield, the feeling of excitement and euphoria invoked by the magic would only grow, sending the user into a bloody trance, which was the very reason for Amaris' infamy and nickname.
Much to the soldier's dismay, the only reply the poor soldier would receive from Amaris was the excited laughter as the chain that was spinning around her, now soaked in blood, began to rattle and grind against itself before it suddenly splitting into another chain. Turning her head towards the groveling soldier, with a wave of her hand, Amaris made the new chain shoot towards the soldier, coiling and grinding around his uninjured arm, making sure he wouldn't be able to attack them. Cruel as it might be, letting him leave with life was a small mercy and the price he paid for that was at least acceptable. If the soldier was smart enough, he would take the fact that Amaris immediately turned her face away from him after wounding his other arm as a cue and escape... before she changed her mind.
"Run boy, before I change my mind~!" Amaris said without looking at the soldier, her eyes focused on the remaining soldiers as she licked her lips, letting out a wicked grin.
In an almost instinctive reaction to the sound of gunfire, seeing how many of the soldiers were already dealt with, Amaris immediately dashed towards the commander. Not only she hoped to hide herself from the musketeers by using the commander's large frame as a shield, but as she dashed towards him, her chains, which were previously spinning around her in a defensive ring immediately stopped, before they began moving through the air with sharp, irregular movements, aiming to pierce any enemy nearby as she ran.
With the second chain of thorns joining the cacophony of iron and blood, the sound of chains grinding only became louder, as it did Amaris' excited and euphoric laughter. With an excited grin on her face, she took a small glance towards the soldier running in the back, calling for reinforcements before she turned to the commander. Approaching him with a frightening speed, she ran around the commander, hiding herself behind Carnatia's illusions just as his warhammer missed Mirielle, before she stopped a few meters away, behind the commander as she sent both of her chains towards his back, aiming to impale him.
Truth be told, Melnik's outright refusal to answer came in as a bit of a surprise for Amaris. Judging by how he negotiated with them until now, he was anything but an idiot. He would know well how suspicious refusing to answer their inquiries, especially with such a curt reply and reason like that, would look and yet, despite Carmen's pleas, Melnik wouldn't budge.
Amaris could understand Carmen's reaction. Having an old friend murdered, knowing he was dead and not even being able to know who did it, why and how was a lot to deal. Still, considering how uncooperative Melnik was being, Amaris herself had a feeling that no amount of negotiating would change his mind. Unsurprisingly, the moment eight soldiers approached the group with weapons drawn, it became obvious that they had no intention to help them from the beginning. Instead, they wanted just to get rid of them. Be it by fooling them and doing anything to send them back to Westernant or by outright detaining them under threat of violence.
"I thought of you as being a bit more reasonable than that..." she said with heavy sigh as she looked to Melnik and the soldiers surrounding them.
"I hate to say it, Carnatia... But it seems that the time for negotiations is long gone... No matter how reasonable we are, it seems it was never their intention to help us, they just want to get rid of us, for us to leave and go back to Westernant since the beginning." she said, hearing Carnatia still trying to salvage the situation.
"Now that they finally decided to attack us... There isn't any reason to show any of them mercy, is there?" Amaris said with a sinister grin as she looked at the soldiers and Melnik
The tense standoff only lasted for a moment as the garrison commander finally shattered the silence with his fists, breaking the table and taking a swing at Carmen as he ordered the soldiers to slay them as they surrounded the group.
A quick glance around was enough for Amaris to evaluate their position. Truth be told, while there weren't exactly many soldiers in the garrison, they were sill quite a few. Melnik himself seemed to be quite dangerous, but the watchtowers and the musketeers taking aim at them were putting them in an incredibly disadvantageous position. Mirielle's flash of light was quite helpful in delaying the musketeers, but sooner or later they would begin shooting. Before that happened, Amaris would have to buy them some breathing room for them to move.
With the soldiers already closing in on her, Amaris gave them no time, waving her hand as she spun around making a chain of thorns materialize and spin around herself, forcing whichever enemies might be around to give a step back or be struck by the chain, rapidly spinning around her.
While she could make the chain spin in a wider arc, being amidst enemy soldiers might be the only thing avoiding the enemy musketeers to begin shooting at them in the very moment Mirielle's light faded down and they recovered themselves. As such, Amaris intended to use the other soldiers as cover for musket fire while dealing with them. The smaller, more contained attack perfect for that situation. Enough to hit those too close to her or forcing them to focus on dodging her quick attack instead of attacking her, still keep them close enough from her so that the musketeers might have some trouble hitting her and also not forcing her own allies to have to dodge her own attacks.
"It's been some time since I was allowed to go all out like this! How fun~!" she said with an amused smirk and a blood-chilling chuckle as she spun around together with her chain.
As Carmen and Carnatia tried to 'negotiate' with the commander, Amaris took her time to take a good look around the fort. Interestingly enough, at least superficially, it seemed like the commander's words weren't lies at all. While it was a bit strange how they seemed to have a decent amount of equipment, the soldiers themselves didn't seem to be in the best condition. Their total contingent seemed to be no more than sixty soldiers, among whom only a few seemed to be ready for combat and decently trained. To make things worse, none of them seemed to be particularly well organized or ready to act in an emergency... Which was quite fortunate for them.
"No wonder they are furious for the... 'incident' with the sergeant and the other musketeers earlier... There are only a few people in the fort and even fewer 'soldiers'." Amaris whispered, glancing towards Mirielle and silently nodding her head towards the soldiers gathering near the logs where the lashing were taking place.
"It honestly wouldn't be hard to deal with them if we're quick and don't give them time to organize themselves." Amaris said with a smirk as Mirielle said for her to get behind her should things get ugly.
Strangely enough, despite the strange tension between Carnatia, Carmen and the garrison commander, it didn't take long until he ordered a table and some chairs to be brought to where they were, offering them somewhere to sit and some beer for them to drink, which Amaris politely declined by nodding her head and raising her hand. Not only she didn't really trust the red stripes, but she wasn't exactly a fan of beer. Plus, drinking alcohol in the middle of a mission sounded like a terrible idea for her.
Normally, Amaris would have chosen to stay up instead of sitting down, but since the negotiation seemed to at least be progressing enough for them to exchange information, she thought it was a good idea to show her good will by at least pretending to being a bit more comfortable. Especially since she had already declined the beer.
After Amaris sat down nearby Mirielle, Carmen and Carnatia, she listened as the commander accused the 'rebels' for the execution of the members of the order. In the end, it was just as the commander himself said. There was no way to prove the rebels were indeed guilty, since the only thing they had was the commander's words. Regardless, she was inclined to at least give him the benefit of the doubt, since he gave them much more information than what he got from his questions as he explained more about the witch, the rebels, their story and origins.
Amaris was about to suggest for Carmen and Carnatia to ask about the witch or the rebels' whereabouts. Since now that they decided to take the diplomatic approach, hearing the other side of the story seemed to be a good idea, even if it was dangerous. The moment the commander brought a shield with a familiar emblem, bringing the news that Paladin Thomas was likely already dead, Amaris felt the heavy silence in the air as their group took a moment to let the news sink in.
Gently putting her hand on Mirielle's shoulder, both to comfort and to try and calm her down, Amaris looked towards Carnatia and Carmen, trying to gauge their reaction to the terrible news and offer them a bit of solace, even if only with a kind glance. After a moment of respectful silence, Amaris looked to the commander with a serious expression.
"We are very grateful for the valuable information you have provided us, commander. I am sure you are aware that the death of a paladin, especially one that came to offer help and relief is a very grave matter. If you don't mind, we would like to know how exactly you came to possess such shield and how are you sure Paladin Thomas is already dead. Any information would be of great help. Where did you find it, in which state it was... Anything." Amaris asked. While her voice wasn't exactly hostile nor her eyes or tone were particularly accusatory, the commander would definitely be aware that she was closely watching his words and reaction as he replied to her.
Just as Amaris previously said, she stood a few steps behind Carnatia and Carmen. Looking down and making the best impression of a quiet, pious nun she could do, Amaris simply stood quiet, carefully hearing as Carmen hailed the guards. As she had feared, it didn't take long until the guards connected their names and appearances to the incident with the red stripe sergeant a while ago. Fortunately, they didn't seem to be immediately hostile, much to her own surprise. With that said, they still seemed quite reluctant to negotiate any further, demanding only him and Carnatia to come...
It didn't take much to see how Myrielle could be dangerous, but she was quite surprised that even with her whole act, the guard still saw right through her.
"Annoyingly perceptive this one, isn't he?" Amaris mumbled in a low tone towards Myrielle, clicking her tongue in annoyance as she lifted her head, letting go of the 'faithful nun' act, as it apparently had already been saw through.
Regardless of their initial reluctance, the soldiers ended up letting them inside, as long as they left their horses outside. Going inside and getting basically surrounded by possible enemies wasn't something Amaris was exactly eager to do, but they went too far to back down now and honestly... Turning back now would only make them look even more suspicious than they already did.
Inside the fort, the situation didn't seem to be all that organized, which was honestly some good news for them. After being escorted inside, they were taken to the commander, who was 'dealing' with an incident regarding a peasant and the 'payment' they were bringing to them, in form of supplies... Although half of it seemed to be rotten. Whether it was by fault of the peasant or not, it didn't matter as the commander seemed quite quick to resort to lashings as a punishment.
If that wasn't enough warning of how difficult of a person the commander would be to deal with, his following words certainly would. As soon as he began speaking, he immediately complained about the confusion they caused earlier that day and finished by denouncing the way the westernant border guards acted towards the refugees years ago. Something Amaris had no knowledge of, but knowing how the Westernant authorities acted, didn't doubt his words at least had a good deal of truth on them.
Carnatia was quick to follow the commander's accusations with accusations of her own, trying to level the playing field as she mentioned the spies that were sent together with the refugees on the last time Westernant accepted refugees into their territory. Regardless of who was right and who was wrong, to play that game of politics, one needed to know exactly how much they should give and how much they should stand their ground, in an endless game of pulling and pushing until an acceptable solution was reached, something Carnatia seemed to be extremely well versed in.
Knowing well Amaris could do little to help on that negotiation, she simply focused on gathering as much information as she could about their surroundings and the movements of the other soldiers. In case the negotiations failed, violence would be the only outcome and she wanted to be ready for that possibility.
"Humanity takes great pride in three things. Their willpower, their greed and their mortality.
Their will and endless greed allows them to grow and accend past other creatures
But their mortality denies them divinity
It's a delightful purgatory between being Fallen and being Divine"
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