"GET BACK HERE YOU RAT BASTARD!" I yelled at Gale, who was currently running away from me as fast as his long legs could.
'He may be taller than me, but he most certainly isn't faster!...or more good-looking.'
"My liege, should I fire some of my magic at him?" Arwan asked. He had been running behind me for quite some time, and he had finally said something, other than that he was just glaring at Gale with a giant death glare, only making him run faster.
"Haaaa, no, if you use your magic now it could cause the whole place to collapse," I replied, "besides you already blew a hole in the ceiling so I'm sure the enemy already knows we're here, which they shouldn't."
"Ah! Apologies my Liege, I was just really worried about you, and when I noticed demonic energy near you I noticed it was familiar and felt a bit angered at the thought of it being that person…and it turns out I was right," Arwan explained, the last part making him grit his teeth.
"Then keep you're damn anger in check, you almost blew our plan!" I snapped back at him. I was angry because he reminded me of what happened that night, and who I did it with.
'Ahem, him, ahem!... He did have a nice dick though…'
We kept running for a while before emerging in a place that was square-shaped and had no exit, except for one on the ceiling. But even if Gale could fly out, we had the advantage.
"Heh, heh! Nowhere for you to run now jackass!" I cursed at him and jokingly spread my arms out and crouched down like I was ready to tackle him, "Today's the day you payyy!"
"...damn, you are really angry about that huh!? What even happened to you? I mean, how are you still alive?" Gale questioned, astonished to see that his enemy recovered unscathed.
"That's none of your damn business!" I snapped at him as well, itching to get my hands on him and rip his throat out as my revenge, "Know, why don't you just come over here and I promise I'll give you a swift death, alright?"
"Um…My Liege, perhaps you could tone it down a bit, you're really scary right now," Arwan said from behind me, a shiver running down his spine. Knowing that part of his anger is because of him, even if it was because he was trying to help, he couldn't help but be scared of what his Master would do to him as well.
"SHUT IT YA DAMN HORN LIZARD! I don't want to hear it from you! You're at fault too!" I yelled, my anger got the best of me and I ran at Gale, summoning my scythe from its key form and swinging it at Gale while summoning my skeletons.
Gale bent down and dodged my attack, then he dodged the incoming attacks from the skeletons. He jumped back, about ten feet from me. Then he brought out knives from under his sleeves, I could tell they were laced with poison and demonic energy.
'Damnit! Even if I can't die, it'll still hurt like hell, and I'd rather not have to go through the pain of having Arwan's giant stick down there pierce me!'
As Gale threw the knives at me, I commanded the skeletons to shield me. Unfortunately, some of the knives went through the cracks in their bones, but Arwan threw them off course with his sword aura.
"Hmph, don't you think it's a bit unfair with two against one? Especially when one is a dragon, and the other is a necromancer," Gale jested but also pointed out the truth.
Arwan and I were both beings of the death attribute, which made us a great match-up in battle. Though of course we just ignored him and continued our attacks, I was swinging my scythe at him while using my skeletons to get rid of openings I may have, and Arwan continued to defend us with his sword aura.
Gale defended with his dagger, I assumed it was the same one used to stab me, which only fueled me more. I even looked like a bull about to charge at a red fabric being waved before me.
Meanwhile, Arwan was behind me, using his magic and aura, hoping I wouldn't just randomly start swinging everywhere in a fit of rage.
"Hahaha, it would make it easier for everyone if you just surrendered and let me kill you, you know?" I said, smiling at Gale and making him uneasy.
Gale shivered, "As if! The only person I would give my life to like that is his majesty the Demon King! Not some random half-dark elf, necromancer thing like you!" He shouted, taking his gun back out and pointing it at me.
He steadied the gun, and once he deemed it steady enough he pulled the trigger. Seeing that, Arwan jumped in front of me and swung his sword, cutting the bullet in half. Then he infused his sword with aura and fire magic, lunging towards Gale, pointing it at his heart.
"Clank!"
Before Arwans sword could pierce Gale, it was pushed off course and Arwan was hit in his gut, which sent him flying. He would've hit me if I didn't dodge his flying body and skit to the side, but looking back I felt a little bad for him.
Arwan's body was against one of the walls, his ass sticking up and his legs in front of his head like one of those anime scenes where the comedic relief character gets flung at a wall.
"Pfft, I know we're enemies, but nice job!" I commented, turning around to look at the defender/attacker and clapping with a mocking grin, "While he is my ally, even I want to hit him sometimes, but you did it for me, so thanks!"
"Oh please, don't thank me human. It's not like I did it for you anyways, and I especially didn't do it to help you out!" The man replied sarcastically, giving me a disgusted look.
The man had dark brown hair and sharp red eyes that had black sclera, the typical eyes for a demon in their demonic form. He had the standard pointed ears and long fangs coupled with long black nails, his black horns were around 5 inches. He was wearing a black leather combat uniform and a black cloak, matched with tight combat boots. He was around 5'8, two inches shorter than Lev's real height when he wasn't wearing platforms or heels, and eight inches shorter than Gale.
"Oh I know, I was just poking you to see how you would react! Now, would you care to share your name with me so I can remember it after I've put you six feet under!?" I snarled, not like a furry mind you, but in a threatening manner.
"Hmph, I don't know about the six feet under part, but I suppose I can enlighten you. My name is William Campbell, Viscount and Captain of the 4th mage brigade in the Demon King's army!" William exclaimed.
"Hold on, sorry to "interrupt" your guys' little conversation here, but William, what on earth are you doing here?" Gale interjected, a look of disbelief on his face.
"Oh, right. So I'm here you save your sorry ass, don't look at me like that! Do you honestly think you could've beaten a dragon and his crazy ass pissed-off master?!" William added, putting his hands on his hips.
"HEY!"
"Ugh, I wasn't trying to win, I was just trying to flee, but these jackasses had to chase after me and attack me!"
"AHEM! Excuse me but first of all, I am not crazy, I'm just slightly psychotic! And second of all, I have a good reason to chase you, it was for my revenge! Because if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had to get fucked by that godforsaken lizard!" I yelled, accidentally saying that last part.
"...Damn…was his performance good at least?" Gale asked, genuinely curious.
"I hate to say it, but yeah, he had a nice dick too," I sniffled, bringing my handkerchief out and using it to dab my nonexistent tears.
"Y-You really think that?" Arwan commented, getting up from his position and rubbing his head.
I flinched, "Think what? I didn't say anything, you were hearing shit!" I said, trying to gaslight him.
"Oooo, good luck with that one, you'll need it hehehehe!" William chuckled with a cheeky grin on his face, "Anyways, I'll be leaving with this sleazeball now, catch ya later!"
Just then, a magic circle appeared below the two, teleporting them to who knows where. Arwan and I obviously couldn't stop them, due to him being distracted by my comment and me being too tired to try and do anything, knowing it'd be proven useless.
"My Liege, be honest, do you really think that?" Arwan asked again, looking at me with puppy dog eyes and clasping his hands together.
"Ugh, don't let it get to your thick dumb skull, but if I had to be honest, yes. AYE! Step back!" I added, yelling at him when he got closer.
Arwan suddenly stood up, slowly walking over to me from across the space. He was moving sluggishly, with his head down and arms dangling, but that only made him scarier.
"Hey, Arwan…" I started to say but stopped when he lifted his head with a look of longing on his face.
'Shit, how the hell did we go from talking about his dick to this scary, heart-squeezing shit?'
He started to walk faster towards me, no longer letting his arms dangle lifelessly at his sides, now balled up in fists. But before he could get within five feet of me Victor appeared from the corridor and kicked him in the noggin.
I stood there for a moment, stunned at what I just witnessed. Arwan was also frozen in surprise, touching the side of his face where Victor had kicked him.
"Um, Victor? I thought you were with the General and Miss. Vetle?" I said, ignoring the action he just did.
"I was but then I felt Arwans mana and ran in the direction you two did as fast as I could. M'Lord, you're not hurt anywhere are you?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.
"I'm not, but Arwan is, especially after you kicked his head in like that," I commented, pointing over at him, his voice blank but full of confusion, still processing what just happened.
"Oh, sorry Arwan, I thought you were the enemy," Victor shrugged and turned back to me, "Anyways, the General said that she was continuing with the plan and that we should me her after everything is done."
"Hm, alright, do you know the way?"
"Yes, I have a map right here with the path marked out."
"HEY! Don't just ignore me! I mean seriously!? What the hell was that Victor? We were in the middle of an important moment!" Arwan judded in, getting in between the two of us.
"Ugh, what moment?" I said, giving him a pissed-off look.
"Well…You know, about how you thought my D*** was good," He mumbled, twiddling his fingers.
"Excuse me?" Victor said in a pissed-off voice, grabbing Arwan by the collar and putting his fist up, "You've fucking lost it now, haven't you? What the hell do you think you're doing talking to his grace like that?!"
***
"Your Majesty, we've returned from the mission you sent us on," A man's voice rang out throughout a desolate throne room.
"Good, i suspect that you've both returned with good news and valuable information?" The king answered, leaning on his knuckle more and raising his eyebrow.
"Yes and no, we come with valuable information, but I'm afraid there is no good news, only more annoyances coming to the help of the pests," The man replied, looking over at his comrade who was a few steps behind him, also kneeling.
"Is that so? Well then, William, enlighten me. Who might these annoyances be, and what is their relevance to the information you bring me?" The king asked.
"You see, my liege, the one who has given his aide to those revolutionists is the same person who defended Acheron City and the one who brought upon the downfall of Melchom."
"Ugh, that just makes more trouble," He replied, messaging his temples.
"There is more your Majesty, it's about their leader," Gale added, pausing to wait for his master to give further instructions, but he just motioned to go on, "He seems to have obtained the weapon we've been searching for, as well as a divine power of the earth element."
"You're fucking kidding me. Haaaa, don't bother helping that idiot king in combat situations anymore, if that man has chosen to help the enemy side then it can't be helped, we will have to halt anything regarding that war.
"Understood!" the duo said before teleporting out of the throne room.
"My Lord, I would advise you to take more precautions against that necromancer, one of my spies reported seeing him visiting the temple of the god of Fate's temple back in the Ender Empire, they could likely be collaborating."
"Hmph, it's not like I can predict when he's going to show up! And I can't deploy any more spies around other wise the gods would be given a good enough reason to interfere…hm, put a tail on him, and when he's alone I want you to capture him, understand?"
"...Of course, Your Grace."