forum The Soul Labyrinth <Remake> [Closed]

Started December 03, 2019 by @CasiCasino group

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"That makes a little bit more sense, but not much." She shrugged. "It doesn't matter, anyway." She glanced around. "Where do you think your friend is?"

The figure set the needle and piece of cloth down beside him and stood up before turning to face Hinata and Ichika. They had their eyes closed at that time.
They soon opened their eyes, revealing achromatic eyes; one blue and one amber. Their attire consisted of a neatly carved pair of sharp emerald shoulder pads, a white formal shirt with golden lapels and edges, a clear light green cape which goes down to his knees, a formal pair of black pants, and slanted metallic knee pads and knee-lengthened boots.
”Greetings, Balance Keeper…” they snapped their finger once as Ichika’s eyes glowed once. The draconian then looked around and gave themself a confused expression.
”Please, have a seat. Would you like some tea as well?” the figure asked, waving his hand around the pavilion as a white marbled table was formed in the middle of the open hall alongside two beautifully designed seats which also looked comfortable even from a distance.

Matthew tapped his chin.
”I would guess she’s exploring but I can’t be completely sure” the Knight shrugged a bit. He eyed the darkness of the hallway they were in a bit before he abruptly pulled Adara close to him, almost like he was embracing her. But it was seen later as to why he did what he did, his back was completely burnt by a blue and purple flame which came from the shadows of the hallway.

(Leave the hallway now with Matthew?)
(Fight off against what attacked Matthew?)

"Holy hell!" She jumped. "What was that?" She pushed Matthew away from her, putting herself into the flames instead. She remained unharmed. She threw the small knife in the direction the fire was coming from and moved through the flames, towards the source.

A young looking figure was present in the hallway. He had Adara’s knife between his index and middle finger.
”Well someone’s getting angry…” the figure said in a slightly teasing voice as he fidgeted the knife around.

"Haven't you heard?" She huffed, glaring. "It's not nice to burn people without permission." She gave a sudden, wicked smirk. "Not that I've done it myself, or anything." She held out her hand, embers starting to dance in her eyes. "Knife, please."

”How about no…?” the figure asked with a raised brow, throwing the knife across the other side of the hallway.
”Come on—“ the figure’s arms and legs went up in flames ”—let’s dance”

"Fine." For the first time in months, flames danced on her arms, writhing and twisting. She laughed, relishing the feeling, bringing the fire to a hotter, brighter level. It came easier for her than it had before.

She smirked. "I love dancing."

The figure smiled under the scarf that covered their mouth as they ran on the wall, attempting to strike Adara’s head with their burning leg. Their speed was quite insane while their control over their temperature and route was spot on. The attacker was clearly used to fighting like this.

While her attacker was cool and coordinated, Adara was wild and graceful, fighting more like an animal than a soldier. She dodged neatly out of the way of his leg just before it hit her head, snarling, and grabbed the leg, shoving him backward. Her flames grew brighter.

When the attacker landed on all his fours, he flipped back up to stand up straight again.
”Oh come on—“ the attacker’s flames turned from a light blue to a shining purple tone. When the figure attacked again, they used Adara’s shoulder as a rotating point before kicking her on the back.

She flew forward, landing with a grunt on her hands and knees. "I must admit," she said, rising to her feet, "you are a good fighter. Honestly, today I've seen more different fighting styles than I ever have. I'm sure I could learn a lot from you guys." She poured more heat into the flames, and the burned a beautiful, cloudy blue color. Her hand held behind her back, a flaming knife gradually grew. "I had to teach myself, so maybe I'll add some of your moves into my style. Would you be okay with that?" She lashed out suddenly with the knife, aiming for his throat.

The flames the man controlled started to form a shield like shape which completed itself just before Adara reached it, guarding him from the attack which might have ended up and pushing Adara back.
”That’d be—“ the flames from the aura shield were separated and surrounded Adara in a consuming way ”—completely fine—” when the flames came down to both burn her slightly and block her view, the attacker used the ceiling as a supporting pad while using his other leg’s ankle as a flaming hammer which nailed her shoulder, pushing her down. With that, he stood up quickly and jumped away from Adara, back to where he was before. It seemed like some of his flames have cooled down or have lost some of their heat.

When the knife rebounded, she scowled, stumbling back slightly from the force of it. "Thanks," she said, throwing up a dome of her own fire around her to block his as he tried to squeeze it in on her. "I'll have some new techniques then." She couldn't avoid the blow from the hammer, though, and grit her teeth as it struck her, pain lancing through her.

And unlike the fighter, her fire was growing hotter, turning a blinding sky blue, mized with swirling flames of gold and red. With a sudden rememberance of a fight she had had not too long ago, about a year or so, her flames swirled around her, moving to her hand to shape a deadly, glowing black scythe, made of the fire of rage. She felt a twinge of sadness at the shape of it, but didn't dwell on it, raising it abover her head and slamming it into the floor.

As soon as it hit, flames rebounded through the hall, of all colors, aiming straight toward the figure.

The figure was taken aback by the weapon but was more shocked about its attribute. He didn’t have anywhere to go but to try to beat the weapon’s heat to which he believed would be impossible with his current state. With that, though, he smiled and opened his arms, embracing the flames and their raging heat. When the smoke cleared, the man remained in the same position yet parts of his clothing were burnt. Not long after, he fell to his knees only to soon completely lay down on the floor.
”Th-That was quite fun eh…?” he managed to speak out with a small laugh, unable to move due to the overheating inside him. It seemed like the man has fainted, though.

(Go to check on the Flame Knight?)
(Go back to check on Matthew?)

Adara glanced warily at the figure, moving toward him before bending down, making sure he was unconscious, before standing. Once he had fallen, her scythe had vanished, as had her flame. She glanced at the guy. He looked so vulnerable, she could just kill him now. She shook her head. No, she wouldn't kill him. She had respect for her fellow fire-user, and besides, he had aquired enough damage anyway.

But how did he absorb her fire? She could take back her own, but never another persons'…

With a small sigh, she moved back toward where she had last seen Matthew. She was hoping that he hadn't been watching, but knew that it was unlikely. Her clothes were smoking, and flames still danced in her eyes. It had felt good to get it all out, she had to admit.

(This will be the last reply from me in a couple of hours)

Matthew was still on the floor of the hallway, grunting to get his back… well, back in shape. His abilities were nature-based and were obviously vulnerable to fire-based abilities. Yet, he wasn’t hesitant to step in when the first roar of flames came from the attacker.

When Adara walked back, he glanced at her.
”Sorry I couldn’t help you…” he said in an apologetic tone.
”I’m supposed to be the stronger one here and look at you, doing all the work… oh how I respect your courageous actions” the Knight ruefully sighed when he finished, slowly standing up.

”Now that that’s done with… I think we can finally go meet that scientist friend of mine I told you about… maybe he can help you with somethings” the Knight mentioned, softly walking towards the hall that the fight had happened in. As the building was large, it’s likely that none of the scientists heard the fight.

Adara gave him a tight smile when he said "courageous" and grimaced. "That wasn't brave." She helped him up and walked next to him. "What would he help me with? I don't need help." She thought back to how helpless she had felt on Earth and pursed her lips. "Why do you say I do?"

With every blink the figure disappeared then reappeared, the cycle repeated until Kye was to be met with another figure who was watering the flowers.
The butler-like entity stepped out of the way, gesturing for Kye to approach the gardener.

He slowed to a stop when the other figure came into view. Not entirely sure what he was supposed to do, he glanced at the first figure. Noting that they seemed to want Kye to approach the gardener he took a few slow steps towards them. "Excuse me," he made his presence known by those words. And waited for the figure to notice him.

"Yes, thank you," Hinata said, nodding in acknowledge. She noted what happened with Ichika, glancing at him once before making her way over to the chairs and sitting down gracefully.

Matthew noticed the change in Adara’s action and shook his head.
”He can help you get out of here… theoretically that is” the Knight needed to rephrase his sentence. The first one sounded a bit too commanding for his matter.

The gardener looked over at Kye, his face similar to that of the butler; covered in red spider lilies. The only difference being that the gardener’s attire was blue and not green like the first butler and it seemed like every time Kye blinked, the blue butler-like figure stayed… until Kye would have taken a breather or two.
Every time he exhaled, the figure disappeared and reappears again every time he inhaled.
Same case for the green butler, the blue butler started to guide Kye somewhere.

”Now—“ the man in the pavilion started as he sat down and poured tea for both himself and Hinata.
”—I’m aware that you are friends with Matthew, which is already unfortunate as it is, but that you’ve also sustained quite a friendship with him. Unfortunately—“ the man took a sip of his tea before setting the cup down ”—he’s going to be salvaged soon…” the man gave a suspiciously sinister smile.
”Now, what I mean by that is that we’re replacing him with a new and better Knight as he lacks the capability to be… critical… with his actions” the man said, putting a clear emphasis on the word ‘critical’.
”I’ve got to tell you first, by having this salvaging action take place, it doesn’t necessarily mean that Matthew will be… dead or gone or whatever like that. It just means we’re having someone replace him and his job as the Dimensional Zookeeper… see? It’s wonderful don’t you think?” the man said the last part with a natural smile.

"Well, that's good," she said cooly, although when he said that her heart raced. "But what about the stuff you said before? Isn't there stuff I have to do to get out?"

Matthew nodded, knowing fair well that that specific problem would pop up.
”By ‘help’, I mean ‘guide’ you through the necessary steps towards exiting. I’m sorry if I’m not making sense here” the Knight apologized humbly.
He, though, felt a pang of pain ring through him from his heart up. He gasped for air, one arm resting on his knee and the other grabbing his heart in a painful and trembling motion.
”Curse you…” he muttered softly under his breath, not at all referring to Adara.

"That doesn't make any - you okay?" She knelt down next to him.

”Yeah… yeah… it’s just my Master in command playing tricks on m—“ he soon coughed out blood, his pain not decreasing at the moment.
”He’s really wanting someone to replace me huh…?” the Knight chuckled ruefully that the words he said.

"Your Master…?" She blinked. "Why? Are you doing something wrong?"