Ul'lanna quickly took the reins from Yamada. "What are you doing?" Yamada asked. "Hiding us." "Why?" "Kal'Nar royalty is nothing like that commander you fought. We need to think this through." "Ul'lanna." Jacara said. "I know, I know. It's Yamada." Yamada hopped off the wagon. "Yamada!" They both hissed. He slung Harbinger onto his back and made his way to the caravan. "For fuck's sake. Yamada!" Jacara hissed, hopping off the wagon. Ul'lanna did the same tying the Qilin to a nearby trunk. She jogged over to Yamada, being pulled on by Jacara. She took his other arm both of them trying to pull Yamada back. "What are you two doing?" "Stopping you from doing something stupid!" They exclaimed. "The plan is to go an kill the Kal'Nar royalty, if I can't kill them here, what's the point in hiding now?" "We assumed you would kill them in their sleep!" Jacara snapped, trying with all his might to pull Yamada. Ul'lanna and Jacara's boots dug up the ground being dragged with Yamada effortlessly.
"If they're Kal'Nar royalty. Then let's give them a warning shot." Yamada said picking up a hefty rock. "Yamada wait!" Yamada took a step forward hurling it with all his might. They watched as it tore through the wagon, with pinpoint precision. "Wow, nice throw." Jacara said patting him on the shoulder. Ul'lanna frowned at him. "What? It was a nice throw." The caravan came to a stop and a singular man stepped out. The women all locked cowered, pulling their chain taut.
He was clad in Adamantine armour from the neck down, with a flowing white cape. Long straight blonde hair down on his sharp and chiselled jaw line. He inspected the damage to his wagon, before spotting the three of them. Yamada eyed his athletic figure, seeing no weapon on him. He scoffed grabbing Harbinger's hilt, with an excited smile. The thrill of battle and rage welled up inside of him. He drew from his cape a tall thin rapier, that exceeded the man's tall height. "Alright Yamada, you pissed him off. You pissed the guy off, who's clearly well trained. Now let's just be smart and-" "PRIZOLA!!" Ul'lanna screamed with a guttural voice. She drew her katana charging at him, the air engulfed in a raging heat. The two of them stood there stunned, blinking vacantly.
Closing the distance she created raging Fire gate behind her. Prizola stood feet together, his rapier on the ground. He looked at her disinterested. She created a wall of fire, launching it towards him. She watched as it enveloped him. From behind the wall of fire, she thrusted her katana, with all her might. She felt nothing but air. With a bright flash of white light, Prizola stood behind her. Before she could react, she felt the edge of his rapier touching her right cheek. "Be quiet, low born filth." He said, slicing her cheek open. Jacara and Yamada rushed in, as Ul'lanna fell to the ground clutching her wound. "Get the girls!" Yamada ordered. Jacara ignored him, throwing three cards out. One of Fork, Drown and Feather. Another bright flash of light blinded the both of them. Yamada summoned his armour, tackling Jacara to the ground. He felt the rapier ping off his armour, knocking them both down.
Jacara threw him off. "Why did you do that for!? I had him!" "No you didn't." Yamada said, feeling the bruise on his back. It throbbed and ached. "Listen to him. He is right." Jacara spotted his three tarot cards drifting in the wind, shredded into pieces. Yamada shrugged off the pain, pacing towards Prizola. He eyed Ul'lanna crying, and sobbing, hiding her face. "Free those women. I'll deal with him." He growled, taking a mid-guard stance. Prizola snickered. "I'm assuming, you are the one who threw that rock, through my carriage?" He spoke with an air superiority, chin always held up high. Jacara cautiously made his way around him. "Go ahead and release them. I have longed for a good hunt, and I think some of them still have some fight in them." Jacara reached for his cards. Prizola planted his rapier, and bowed to him. "Son of Encara, I promise to not attack you. I find it beneath me to attack such a weak opponent."
"YOU!-" Yamada raised Harbinger to Jacara. "Go and help Ul'lanna right now." He ordered. Prizola took his weapon once more, this time standing side on, keeping his rapier raised at Yamada. He treated him as a threat. "Forsaken Knight. Now. You are worthy to die by my hands." "Who are you to Ul'lanna?" He cocked his head to the side. "Who is that?...Oh that's the low born's name." He shrugged. "How should I know. They all look like the same fuckable piece of meat." Yamada snarled, his salet and gorget fusing further. Jacara pulled Ul'lanna towards the women, he inspected her shallow wound. She continued to sob, covering her face. "Ul'lanna! Snap out of it." "....Why couldn't I kill him?" "Now's not the time! Help me free these women." He hissed, before noticing their vacant stares. An enigma to Jacara, but a common sight to Ul'lanna. Women broken to the point of no return.
"What is your name, Forsaken Knight? I always like to know the name of my kills." Yamada lunged in without saying a word, not even a scream. He threw precise thrusts attacks, no slashes or wide swings. Prizola parried and attacked with riposte stabbing Yamada's chest. His rapier bent on his curiass, pushing him back, and quivered in the air with a twang. "My, my, that is pure Deiridium. I am impressed." Yamada took the same stance. "Great footwork as well. Never over stepped or reached for me." Yamada lunged in again, a bright white light blinded him. He quickly curled his body in, covering the gap in his visor, with his arm. A searing pain shot through his arm, as he was pushed back. Yamada reeled back, feeling his arm click and ache, and the sound of metal ringing. "Great instincts as well. Who trained you?" Yamada lowered his arm snarling, his arm shaking. A bone had been fractured, in his left arm.
"Not a man of many words, are you?" Yamada readjusted his grip on Harbinger, letting his left arm dangle, and resting the great sword on his shoulder. "Come on now, you can scream. I know, I broke that arm of yours." "I will make you suffer." Yamada snarled. He locked eyes with Prizola, his sharp piercing eyes stared through him. Prizola for the first time in years, felt a shiver run down his spine. Yamada lunged in swinging Harbinger, in a wide arching sweep. Prizola swayed back, giving him an incredulous glare. He could feel the air swinging past his face. "At what part, was I meant to start suffering?" Yamada came to a screeching halt, planting Harbinger into the ground. He begun to snicker, before shaking his head. "It just doesn't feel good enough. This weapon is only meant a message. I will kill each and every last one of you Arguls with my hands."
"Oh!? Is that so? You can't even-" Prizola ducked to the side, feeling Yamada's gauntlet brush his hair. He stumbled over his feet, trying to recover his footing. Yamada dashed in, ready to strike, when he warped away. Prizola recovered a few metres away from Yamada, slightly huffed. Yamada had both fists raised up. He sighed raising his rapier to his face, adopting a wide base stance. "I had hoped, we would continue to duel, as one knight to another. However since you wish to fight like a savage, I will put down like one." Yamada took a step forward. A blinding light engulfed Prizola. Yamada winced covering his eyes. From every angle, he was bombarded by attacks. Bouncing between each of Prizola's warping strikes. Each attack rattled his bones, chipping away at his armour. Yamada tensed up, clenching his muscles. If he roared, or let his transformation take over, it would only expose him to a lethal attack. "Come on!" Prizola laughed, enjoying his onslaught. Yamada bounced from each attack, his armour becoming more and more chipped. His muscles aching and bones creaking. "I can keep this up for as long as it takes!"
Jacara snapped a pillory off, one of the Elven women. "Help me, free the others." She stood there motionless, before bending down to pick up the remnants of the pillory. Ul'lanna watched helplessly as Yamada held his guard. The blood ran down her cheek. Memories of Ta'shana flooded her mind. How Prizola sliced her limbs off. How in her dying moments, he forced himself upon her. Yamada met her gaze, before giving her a wink. She snapped out of her dower daze. "Die you savage!" Prizola warped once more, appearing behind Yamada, ready to deliver a strike through his heart. Yamada spun around, banishing his armour, and letting the rapier impale him. With his right arm, he caught the rapier, and his left Prizola's vambrace. He gave him a sinister grin, with blood rushing through his teeth. "Got you." Prizola yanked on his weapon, unable to free it from Yamada's grip.
Yamada reeled his head back, cracking Prizola's nose open. Blood sprayed out, with a wet crunch. He stumbled back letting go of his rapier. Yamada clenched his jaw, ripping the blade out of his chest. He knelt on Prizola's chest, digging his fingers through the gorget. Dazed and concussed, he tried to push Yamada off. He felt Yamada rip off his cuirass, followed by the rest of his armour. Yamada dragged Prizola by his long hair, throwing him in front of Ul'lanna. He gave her a smile, hiding his pain. "He's all yours." Ul'lanna stared at him wide-eyed. Yamada pinched Prizola's Achilles tendon with his gauntlet. "Wake up." He said, snapping the tendon open. He shot awake screaming, clutching his ankle, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Ul'lanna wasted no time, and grabbed him by the chin, bringing him closer.
"Don't you touch me low-" Yamada severed the other tendon. He screamed and wailed in agony. "Her name is Ul'lanna, and you'll remember it, before you die." Prizola heaved through his teeth, saliva dripping from his mouth, mixed with blood. "General Ta'shana Frieda. Do you remember her?" Ul'lanna snarled. "I don't degrade myself...with remembering the names of the low born." He said taking deep breaths. The agonizing pain shot throughout his body. Ul'lanna set his hair ablaze, holding his head still. He screamed and wailed, clawing at her arm. "HOW ABOUT NOW!? DO YOU REMEMBER HER NOW?" He begun to snicker. "Should I?" Ul'lanna snarled throwing him to the ground, she straddled him, raining down punches. Blood splattered with each strike, baring her teeth drool came out with her primal screams. Yamada caught her arm. "LET ME GO!" She roared. "Ul'lanna, it's over." She stopped to see the dead pool of curdling blood.
She let out a scream of anguish. He was dead, and it wasn't long enough. He deserved to be flayed from head to toe. Drowned in boiling oil. Eaten apart by insects. Have everyone he loved torn to pieces in front of him. She looked up to Yamada tears in her eyes. He said nothing pulling her in for a hug. Jacara snorted walking away from the chained women. "What's wrong with them? They're not reacting to anything. It's like-holy fucking shit! Yamada, you could at least leave a little corpse left." "Do you happen to know any Blessed magic?" He asked, falling back. His wound bleeding profusely. "Do I look like my father?" "We have to stop your bleeding, before you run out." "How do we do that? His damn affinity keeps making more and more." Jacara said. Ul'lanna took out a dagger from her boot, holding the blade firmly, until the steel shone a rainbow sheen. "I'll cauterize the wound on three." "Okay, on three." Jacara said, bracing himself.
"One!" She exclaimed pressing the dagger against Yamada's wound. He winced clenching his jaw and fist. His flesh sizzled and cooked, he let out a scream of relief, as she finally took the blade away. As Yamada fell back, Ul'lanna forced him onto his stomach, and pressed the dagger onto his wound. "ARGH!" He grunted, forcing himself to not summon his armour. "This is why you don't get impaled!" Jacara said looking away. Unbeknownst to them, one of the women had made their way onto the wagon. She had taken out the Draken horn, and with a deep breath, blew into it. The three of them winced covering their ears. They had all heard this horn before. Ul'lanna dragged her out, throwing her to the ground. "What did you do!?" She scolded. The woman said nothing, staring out into space, before walking back to her position in line.
"What the fuck was that?" Jacara yelled, his ears still ringing. "I don't know, but it sounded familiar." Yamada said. Ul'lanna heard the distinct sound of a bone cracking, from Yamada's direction. 'What kind of pain is inside of your heart, that you wouldn't react to a hot blade or broken bones?' "What should we do with them? They're all broken." Jacara asked, helping Yamada to his feet. "I don't know-" Yamada stopped. The three them spotted as Prizola's faceless corpse sat up right, his body convulsing. They backed away cautiously. "What the fuck." They all said. "Jacara..." "I have no fucking idea." Prizola's body begun to transform, his body expanding. The adamantine armour cracked open. "GET DOWN!" Yamada shouted, summoning his armour. Ul'lanna dove for cover near the wagon, Yamada summoned his armour shielding Jacara.
Adamantine fragments exploded with a blinding white light. Ul'lanna braced behind the wagon as shrapnel whizzed past, tearing everything to shreds. Yamada blown away and Jacara stood in front of a Light Dragon. It snarled at him, with reflective diamond scales, emerald eyes, surrounded by a crimson ruby sclera. It reeled back readying itself to lunge and snap its fangs down at him. Jacara sprinted out of the way, in the nick of time, feeling the rush of air with snapping of its fangs. Ul'lanna stood up stunned, seeing the Dragon chase after Jacara. She looked at the wagon torn to shreds, except for the horn that was used. Barely a scratch with small indentations from where it had blocked the shrapnel. Behind her were the sounds of women choking on their own blood. Those who were lucky to not be hit, stood completely still in place, while the others laid on the ground quietly dying.
"HELP YAMADA!" Jacara cried out, trying his best to avoid the Dragon's rampage. Ul'lanna sprinted over to Yamada. He laid unconscious on the ground, his body broken and bruised. She had seen injuries like this before, and the only merciful thing to do, was to let them taste the end of a blade. "Yamada! Yamada! Yamada!" She cried out, trying to wake him. Jacara threw a Frost card, striking Prizola across the snout. The ice shattered against his scales, and continued to charge towards him. "SONNAOFABITCH!" He squealed trying to evade its attacks. Jacara summoned the Hero card, spinning around to impale Prizola. His attack missed the snout, going through his nostril instead. Prizola reeled back the spear embedded deep within his snout. He reeled back with a roar, clawing at the weapon.
Jacara quickly sprinted to Ul'lanna. "Is he okay? Did you see me attack the Dragon?" "What are you doing here!?" "I stabbed it! It's totally...." A shadow loomed over them. Both of them went wide-eyed. "Uh-oh." Prizola was swooping down at them. Yamada coughed and wheezed. "Get away." He groaned. With a roar Ul'lanna and Jacara were knocked away by Yamada's transformation. Fully transformed, his scales were cracked and dripping blood. Tackle to the ground, Prizola sank his fangs and claws into Yamada. He roared out, driving his own claws into Prizola's scales. Cracking and tearing apart his diamond scales. Ul'lanna sprinted out of the way, the ground shaking and rumbling with each twist and turn of the two titanic figures. Jacara launched himself away with Gaia.
Yamada reeled back, blowing him away with a geyser of water. Prizola warped into the sky, disappearing into the clouds. Yamada fell unconscious, reverting back to his human state. Ul'lanna panned over the destroyed landscape, trying to find Jacara, amongst the remnants of rain spitting down, and pool of water. "UL'LANNA TAKE YAMADA, AND GET OUT OF THE WATER! I'LL DEAL WITH HIM!" "HOW!?" She watched as Jacara stood atop a pile of destroyed trees. A white sludge begun to ooze out from his palms, seeping into the water. Prizola roared in the sky, coming down through the clouds. Ul'lanna dragged Yamada's body through the muddy ground, past the dead women. This wasn't the time to fight or bicker. She needed to get Yamada somewhere safe. The white gelatinous blob continued to seep into water.
Ul'lanna stole glances over her shoulder, looking at Jacara stand his ground. 'What the fuck are you planning?' At a safe distance she dragged Yamada off the water. Jacara stood confidently as Prizola plummeted towards him, claws and fangs at the ready. A mound of gelatinous white blob pooled around Jacara. Holding a Gaia, Fork and Drown in one hand, he waited for Prizola to close in, with a confident smile across his face. "Just a little bit closer." He muttered. Prizola's scales begun to focus and he reeled his head back for a breath attack. As he sucked in air, Jacara lowered the Gaia card. Launching the mound of white blob into Prizola's snout and face. It splattered across his face, in an instant he was struck by a lightning bolt, from the Fork card. Prizola was lit ablaze, raging plumes of fire burst forth from his mouth and across his face. He plummeted to the ground, clawing off the sludge, writhing in agony. With a smirk, Jacara threw the Drown card at him.
The fire shot into the air with a powerful eruption of black smoke. Spitting violently all over Prizola. He writhed and roared in agony clawing at the water on the ground, only for the flames to erupt even more intensely. After a few minutes Prizola fell onto his back, the fire had snuffed all the oxygen from his lungs. Ul'lanna stood there stunned with Jacara dusting off the end of his robes. Prizola returned to his human form, as a burnt naked husk. Ul'lanna laid Yamada down, rushing to Jacara. "What was that!? How did-What did-You-WHAT!?" "You sound confused? Did you think I couldn't beat a Dragon?" "I never said that. I want to know what the fuck that was? Why didn't that fire stop burning? Why was water making it worse?" Jacara pulled out a Tarot Card with a Curse gate on it. "Corpulence. You should never put water on a grease fire. Only makes it worse." He smiled at Ul'lanna patting her on the shoulder.
"Come on, we should get Yamada back onto the...." He trailed off realizing the destruction around them. Their wagon had been destroyed and their Qilin gone. "FUCK!" Jacara shouted at the top of his lungs. "It's alright, we have his wagon, and two Qilin's now." "You realize all the syrups were on our wagon right?" Ul'lanna's eyes bulged with fear. She grabbed the bloodied and bruised Yamada. She shook him violently. "Yamada! Yamada! Wake up! I need you to make more syrups! WAKE UP!" "Ul'lanna." Jacara said concerned. "FUCK!" She shouted. As she stood up furious and annoyed. "SUPER FUCK!" She screamed. "What?" "How are we supposed to move that thing!?" She said pointing to Harbinger in the ground. Jacara looked back, reeling his head back. "SUPER FUCK!" "MEGA FUCK!" Ul'lanna shouted. "WHAT NOW!?" Jacara exclaimed throwing his hands up frustrated.
"Getting it on the wagon is one thing. Who's going to keep it afloat?" "MEGA FUCK!" Both of them paced around angrily, before the pain finally kicked into Ul'lanna. She cried out clutching her face, falling to her knees.. Jacara rushed over, placing a Blessing card on her head. "You know Blessed magic as well?" "I'm not my Father, I can only do the outside." The pain in her cheek disappeared. The two of them stared at each other in silence, locking eyes. "ULTRA FUCK!" Jacara shouted startling Ul'lanna. "What is it?" "We don't have Yamada! That means no water or daily baths!" "But you can also open the gate." "Not unless you want me to look like that!" He said pointing angrily at Yamada. "ULTRA FUCK!" The two of them threw their hands up into the air screaming. "We would need a fucking small squad to lift that thing!" Jacara shouted. The sound of a chain jostling caught their attention.
They snapped their glare to an Elven woman freed from her bonds, with several others. They bowed to them, before walking over to Harbinger in formation. The two of them watched silently, as the naked women heaved Harbinger into the middle of the wagon. "What was that?" Jacara muttered. "I don't know." The naked women stood in front of Jacara bowing. "What's happening?" He whispered. "They're Elfs as well, they can hear like me." "That still doesn't explain, what the fuck they are doing!?" He hissed. "I think...I think they're following your orders." "Uhhhh okay....Carry Yamada gently onto the wagon." They were motionless. "They aren't following my order-" "Yamada is the one on the ground." The women bowed, before carrying Yamada aboard. "Son of a bitch, I finally have a harem!" Ul'lanna slapped the back of his head.
"Ow! What was that for?" "You know exactly what that was for." She frowned. "Women, you're free. You don't have to follow his orders, or anyone else's. Prizola is dead." They were motionless, standing at attention for Jacara. "Give the order to free them." "Isn't that kind of an oxymoron?" Ul'lanna raised her hand, with Jacara cowering. The women lunged at Ul'lanna holding her down. "AH! GET OFF!" She screamed. "JACARA GET THEM OFF OF ME!" "I'm sorry, you want them to, get you off?" He asked with a sly smile. "I will burn your cock off!" The women held her tighter, holding each limb down. "I never thought this fantasy would come to life, without Enk magic." "JACARA!" She shouted. "Alright, alright. Ladies off." He clapped twice. Ul'lanna wrestled free lunging at Jacara. She stopped seeing the women all ready to pounce on her. "Give them the order." "You're all free." They stood motionless. He shrugged with a smug expression. "Well we can't just bring them along."
"Which town or kingdom did you come from?" He asked. They responded back in Elvish. "Artaraxus." "The town on the way-" "Destroyed." Another responded. Jacara stood there cocking an eyebrow, watching them silently move their lips. 'This language makes no sense.' "What happened to them?" Ul'lanna asked. "Prizola, was ordered to destroy everything in his path. The road from here onwards is only destruction." "Was he at full strength?" They all shook their heads. Ul'lanna grit her teeth. 'We got lucky.' "Ul'lanna, what's happening?" "He's destroyed every town, village or settlement on the way. The closest lodging is Artaraxus." "Yamada needs a Blessed now. We should turn around and heal him up." "We don't even have the resources to move backwards. And do you really want to be the one to tell Yamada, why we went backwards?" "Well what should we do? Unless there's another dump of Arcane energy for him to absorb, I don't know how to help him." Ul'lanna lit up with a plan. "That's it!"
"What's it?" "Get everything on board. Find those women some clothes, or make them some." "Ul'lanna! What is the plan?" "Kumo!" "The kingdom in the sky?" "Yes! It's on the way, and it's sitting on a Fork!" Jacara reeled back shaking his head in disbelief. "On the way? ON THE WAY? YOU MEAN THROUGH THAT SHIT!?" He shouted, pointing to mountain range in the distance, covered in heavy snow. "Yes!" "Surely there has to be another way." "Jacara, your only friend is hurt and needs help." "He is not my only...." Ul'lanna cocked an eyebrow at him, crossing her arms. "Alright fine he is. But I'm still not climbing through that shit for him." "You owe him your life. Prizola would have killed you twice." "FINE!" He shouted, throwing his hands up in frustration. "But I get to do this!" He hoped into the wagon, taking out his quill ,writing on his face. He sat back belching a deep chortle, admiring his work of art. A penis on Yamada's face with the word 'Dick' on his forehead "Really?" Ul'lanna said displeased. "What?" She shook her head, foraging for clothes for the women.
They lined up locking themselves in their pillories. "For Vasha's sake. You're free to ride the wagon. Actually. You all now listen to Ul'lanna. Now thank me later." Jacara said taking out a blank card. He begun to pull out thick black blankets from a blank card. After creating several blankets, he was drenched in sweat, and promptly fainted beside Yamada. "Ladies, get comfortable, we're going to Kumo." She said in Elvish. One of them sat beside her, wrapping herself in a blanket. "The thin talky one. Is he your life partner?" She asked. Ul'lanna perked up, clearing her throat. "I-" "It's the other one, who gave her the kill on Prizola. Much better looking life partner." Ul'lanna blushed. "I-" "Talky one makes her heart beat faster." "Alright no talking about life partners ever!" She exclaimed, starting the Qilins. They all sat quietly nodding. "You had sex with thin one?" She dropped her head in defeat. "Son of a bitch."