As Pasha watched Vincent rise into the night sky, he griped the note tightly in his hand. 84 constellations to gather information about. This was going to take him weeks, maybe even months to do, no wonder they needed as many people as possible helping them.
"I could start by grouping them together into categories— water, land, air, other. That might make things easier." I doubt it. Pasha looked down at the note. "Now that I think about it, some of them are in the palace at this exact moment." He turned in the direction of where the palace stood, inwardly groaning. He wasn't inclined to jump through his mind again, so walking was his only option.
The city was a beautiful sight at night, with the moon glowing down over almost every pathway. Pasha hadn't had a chance to admire his new surroundings that morning, everything was all a bit of a blur when Tucana had dropped him off outside the palace doors. Tucana… The toucan constellation, why didn't I realise that before?
A slight movement from the shadows caused the knight to stop in his tracks. If someone was following him, he would need to deal with them sooner rather than later.
The man was already out of sight when Lata called out to him. It had been a funny thought, but perhaps the man dropped the letter by purpose.
[Choice for Lata (Will make a difference in the story)]
[Open and Read the Letter]
[Keep it as it is]
“Hmph… good instincts” indeed, a figure was following Pasha.
“Pisces right? I’m curious as to what the fish is up to…” the figure behind Pasha laughed a bit. More likely than not, this was another one of Indas’ Knights; the corrupted ones to be exact.
“Come on, I wanna see you dance along to the rhythm of death” a sound of something creeping behind Pasha followed the speech; vines.
The man was already out of sight when Lata called out to him. It had been a funny thought, but perhaps the man dropped the letter by purpose.
[Choice for Lata (Will make a difference in the story)]
[Open and Read the Letter]
[Keep it as it is]
[Open and Read the Letter]
Lata frowned, having no idea where the man was in such a hurry to. Common sense told her to hang onto it and return it at a later time. Perhaps let Syzen know. She could hear an old friend in the back of her mind saying not to do it. However, curiosity and temptation was a stronger force for the girl as she carefully pulled the envelope open. She didn't want to mess up the fancy looking seal that held the flap shut as the letter was likely very important.
(The letter’s contents are in your PM @Painted-Iris-has-so-much-homework , read it carefully)
(Gotcha)
Lata simply stared at the note, utterly confused. How did this man know her? She hardly knew anyone and almost prefered it that way. She would be required to acquaint herself with the other Zodiac knights, but that was about as much as she cared about. There was also Draco, but he seemed to just be her temporary guide to adjusting here. Folding up the crisp sheet of paper the way it was, she placed it back inside the envelope and walked towards where her room supposedly was. This offer seemed promising. A lot like what she had grown up with. The thought of her past made a small smile play at her lips. Gods, she missed her family. Her imperfect and misfit family…
The opportunity was likely one she'd never get again. All of these offers for a change in life was a bit crazy to her. From nothing, to a knight with new abilities, to… well, whatever this was. Now before her lay the large door, a Libra symbol etched on the surface. Lata hummed before entering the room. Perhaps she'd look into it. It would do the world some good, wouldn't it? The question was, how would this effect her new rank as a knight for the kingdom?
It took Pasha a hot second to decipher what the figure was saying, before something caught his attention from behind. Vines?
"Dryad…" the words were out of his mouth before he even realised he was speaking. Never mind that, he needed to find a way to stop the vines from getting close to him. But how? He didn't have any weapons on him, did he?
(I don't think Altrince has been on reccently.)
(Altrince is gone for the week. It's in the username.)
(silence)
(kicks door open)
(I’M FINALLY BACKKKKKKKK!!!!)
After a long silence hit Lata, a small and soft knock on the single window in the room broke it. The figure who knocked on it didn’t look like a local from Selas, rather he looked like he’d been sent from another kingdom urgently judging by the man’s heavy breathing.
The vines finally touched Pasha’s ankle. The action was then followed by a smirk from the corrupted knight. The vines wrapped around his ankle and went up his leg as they started to pull him towards the knight.
.
.
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“The teeth of sharks are sharp enough to cut through them…” a faint sound came from inside the armor, contacting only Pasha who’s wearing it. The sound wasn’t exactly human-like but wasn’t exactly like a system either.
A small voice spoke to Pasha, at first he thought it was his inner consciousness but then realised it didn't sound completely human. He glanced down at the vines ensnared around him. The teeth of sharks huh? Almost naturally, Pasha knew what he needed to do. Concentrating on what he wanted, he finally managed to summon gold, metallic sharks. They bit through the vines like a hot knife in butter. Once Pasha was free, he glared at the knight, the sharks waited in ready by his side.
The knight stepped back a bit, a little shocked but responded by calling upon a wooden staff.
“Perhaps I’ve underestimated you…” the knight smirked.
Crap, this is bad… they thought to themself. Up to ten—no, twenty—vines emerged from the ground and charged Pasha in all the directions while the knight himself jumped upwards.
(Hey! You aren't dead! XD)
Pasha ordered the sharks to deal with the vines once again while he jumped backwards to avoid the oncoming knight.
I feel I should summon something else, but what would be useful to me in a fight like this? I wish I still had that sword…
He glanced around him for something he could use a weapon, but all he could find was a rotten plank of wood. Crap!
This time— the Dryad knight thought as they appeared behind Pasha through the distraction —definitely a sharp branch was crafted behind Pasha within the seconds gap Pasha left him with. The branch then rushed towards Pasha’s back, aiming for his heart.
The sound of moving wood told Pasha something was going to hurt him. This is risky, but it might work.
He closed his eyes, expanding his sight into the darkness. I just need a three second delay…
In one swift movement, he threw the badge to his feet, and both he and the metal item vanished.
Three, two, one.
The armor built itself onto Pasha's body as he fell from the sky, onto the branch that would have impaled him, crushing it under the weight of his armor. He was weak, very weak, but he needed to press on if he was to defeat the Dryad knight. "Fight me like a man." he spat.
The Dryad stepped back in shock a bit before building a vine wall, attempting to escape…
.
.
There was the sound of another set of footsteps that came behind the wall, walking towards the Dryad.
The wall slowly tumbled.
The new figure had a black jacket, a bandage wrapped on their face which blocked their eyes, and a blue scarf with an inverted Selas symbol.
The Dryad fell on his knee in front of Knight before kneeling down.
“I am terribly sorry sir! I’ve been a mistake, I know! I’m weak an—“ the pleads of the knight was silenced by the man in front of him who made a ‘shh’ sound with his index finger.
The Dryad looked up with tears rolling down.
“There’s not much else to be said…” the jacketed finger removed the bandage on their face and looked straight into Dryad’s eyes “…you were indeed… a mistake” the corrupted Knight’s body was turned almost immediately into stone before the man rewrapped the bandage to turn to Pasha with a smile; a dangerously warm one.
Pasha could only stand still as he tried to regain his energy, and the new figure didn't make matters better.
He glanced down at the now statue of the Dryad knight. Poor fool.. I almost feel sympathy for him.
Now Pasha faced a new opponent, this guy. Eyes that could turn people to stone were not at all something he wanted to deal with right there and then. "Who are you? Medusa?" Find a way to escape without using your mind, should be easy, probably won't be easy.
The sharks that had attacked the vines now rested by Pasha's sides as they waited for their next command.
After a long silence hit Lata, a small and soft knock on the single window in the room broke it. The figure who knocked on it didn’t look like a local from Selas, rather he looked like he’d been sent from another kingdom urgently judging by the man’s heavy breathing.
Lata groaned, completely tired of the sudden strangers bombarding her with information. Before heading towards the window, the girl rummaged through her bag, pulling out a crystal necklace. To anyone unfamiliar with it, they might mistake it for amethyst. Sighing, the window was hesitantly opened a tad, weary of the stranger. "Apologies that I'm not exactly excited to see a stranger outside my window, but who are you?" she asked, a bit of irritation mixed in with exhaustion. She wasn't tired, it was more like social fatigue.
The figure gave a small nod.
“That would be—“ the man’s leg went upwards a bit “—precise” he kicked the Dryad’s neck as it came right off. When his head came out, blood came out… it was clear.
The man who was presumably turned completely to stone was still alive though unable to move.
“Now…” the man brushed dust off his shoulders “… you have two choices… one, run now and I will go away then we shall meet again someday or two, risk your pathetic life to try and take me on to take care of me here and now…” he smirked.
“I know that we would both prefer the first choice but that is up to you…”
