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I tried my best to look serious as I leveled my sword against our opponents. With a glower, my right hand twirled before settling in a one-handed stance. The Firebrand stood between me and certain death, my Essence bristling from deep within my chest. My chest... My chest....Fuck! I can't stop thinking about it!"Lady, perhaps you would like to cover yourself up before we engage?" I heard Playfair speak like a pretentious gentleman. "We shall gracefully-""Shut up," I glowered out of embarrassment. "I can fight like this. I don't care."It was a lie. I very much did care, lest I would've used my usual two-handed grip for this. But a part of me wanted to fight like this for the sole advantage of being a distracting target. We needed every advantage we can get against two Primes. And if sacrificing my dignity would help
I blinked at the annoying blond in front of me as I flexed my fingers. If I wanted to fight like a maniac, I'm gonna have to be quick on the draw. Our battlefield was partitioned into a neat circle, thankfully. With Isaac taking care of the potential stragglers, I only have to worry about the two idiots in front of me....It was actually kind of daunting, now that I thought about it."Surely you jest," Playfair chuckled. "I refuse to strike an unarmed woman!"I felt my right eye twitch, "And I'm telling you that I'm ready, you ugly moron."I scoffed as the annoying blowhard froze mid-laughter. Like earlier, insulting or stopping his ability to grandstand hit a nerve. He spun his staff-fan around with his right hand, stopping in a combat stance as he showed me a cold smile."It is unbecoming
Shooting forward, Playfair quickly resumed his attacks as his wind blades buffeted my approach. The Sange and Yasha did their job in keeping me safe, but I knew their usefulness will end as soon as I achieved my win condition. I just had to get close."Give up!"I almost scoffed at the half-hearted call-out as I managed to get close. Playfair actually looked amazed by the fact as I then delivered a slash aimed straight at his head. It didn't connect, thanks to his quick reflexes and sturdy staff-fan, but at least it stopped him from letting out more of those pesky wind blades.With a push, I flew back and landed on my feet as he readied his weapon. A grim smile colored his face, his eyes now firmly leveled with mine as my nakedness no longer affected him. That, or maybe he just got used to seeing me naked now."It would
I didn't really think we'd manage to get this far, but somehow, we actually cleared out a fair number of floors despite having almost exhausting myself fighting two Primes at once. And wasn't that a pleasant surprise? To think that I actually improved enough to take on two powerful Nums all by myself without outside assistance was a fucking godsend for my self-confidence. I mean, back in the day I was constantly on the backfoot whenever I tried fighting anybody with the title of Prime. No matter how hard I tried, I always got bodied by superior firepower no matter how hard I tried. And now... Now I can easily say that I was a decent Prime material in the power scaling department."Lady, are you crying?"I almost jumped at the sound Isaac's voice. We were making our way back up to the throne room one floor at a time after our run-in with the main enemy force confronted us. Not
"What do you mean the palace is under attack?!"Garnet never thought she'd even see the day. From toiling upon the ranks of her fellow Decimals, her sudden discovery of her own Num powers was a godsend for an Empire under siege. For years she dedicated her life to serving the Emperor and his will. Even if she had been born a woman, she refused to let it stop her from faking her way in to the Imperial Army as a Decimal. The fear of being a Denominator had been great as she did her best to dodge the mandatory Vinculum Essence test, not that she actually had anything to worry about now that she had her powers.Then again, she did see Denominators as people now. Her old self was pretty... bad, she had to admit."I-it's as it says, Lady Geode," the poor Decimal shook in his boots in front of her. "A group of traitors managed to kill the council."
It might be pretentious of me to think that I'm smart, but I'm at least self-aware enough to know that I'm more intelligent than most people. Well, more intelligent in terms of sheer processing power at least, but certainly not in terms of detecting emotional and social cues. Even after living for... five combined decades now? I was still the socially awkward idiot that never really grew out of her edgy phase. I'd like to think that I matured a bit, especially after working as a doctor for a good while, but I really didn't think I ever even moved on from my stupid, immature tendencies like getting heated when things don't go my way or whenever I procrastinate like crazy despite knowing I had a ton of stuff to do. As a result, I became this amalgamation of mature immaturity in terms of somehow being serious enough to worry and stress out over important stuff while at the same time slacking around and inevitably procrastinating in spit
My nerves were tingling as I reached the floor where the fighting was happening. Not that I could see it happening as soon as I reached it, but the amount of steam that greeted me almost made me cough as the smell of iron permeated the air. The heat and the humidity combined to make the halls feel like I was in back in the tropic as I got off the stairwell, sweat gathering on the unburnt parts of my body as I pressed on. The sounds of battle were as clear as day now, although the thuds and the hisses now bounced in between the walls of the corridors as they constantly changed locations."Ar-"I stopped myself, knowing full well that attracting attention was the worst thing I could ever do right now. Instead, I silently stalked the halls as I drew the Firebrand at the ready. The sound of my footsteps was thankfully masked by the ensuing fight, but it didn't stop me from noticin
Right... Options!Time seemed to slow to a crawl as fighting instincts took over my senses. It didn't happen often, but I guess being in an enclosed space with two other combatants kicked something in my head to high gear as I watched the Prime whirl his axe over his head. I felt Arya tense in my periphery. If she was telling the truth, then she was gonna be greatly diminished in this fight... which meant she probably won't be able to defend this next attack!"Please die."*WHOOSH!*With a surprisingly polite request, a whirlwind of flame erupted from the man's whirling axe. Sweeping through the hallway, the heat quickly scorched what was left of the blood in the vicinity as it hurtled towards us in an arc. Looking at my partner, she only had a smirk as she raised her rapier for some reason. I was torn.