Chaos, the city had collapsed into pure chaos. Rune Knights and fellow Guild Mages loyal to the crown were fighting for their lives inside the streets of Crocus while a loud horn resounded from further inside the city.

"The wall has fallen!"

A masculine voice belonging to one of those guards alerted the defenders fighting within the city. Meanwhile near one of the embassy buildings an obsidian-haired trickster was clearly occupied searching for something, or rather someone. "Fia! Lia!"

Yet the girl found her call to reach only deaf ears and to make the matter worse a loud cry came from nearby. Near one of the barricades, a group of cloaked figures tore through the reinforced barricade as if it was butter, leading to one of the Rune Knights stationed behind it to rapidly dart over to the invading Grimoire Heart soldier. Blade clashed against blade while a nearby allied mage raised his staff, seemingly pointing it toward the enemy with the intention of casting a spell but before he could finish channeling the needed mana a second mage leapt over the barricade, swinging a pair of dual daggers in his hands. It was a sickening sight to behold, the way the first dagger cleanly hit the side of the mage's neck, while the second sliced into his shoulder, causing the mage to collapse with a pained cry as blood splatters gushed out of the wound.

"Gunther!"

The Rune Knight locked in combat with the other soldier called out in concern, but the momentary distraction was enough for the soldier to knock the knight off-balance and skewer him onto his blade.

Meanwhile Esperia, who had been standing nearby urgently called to the aides who had been still outside. "Get inside! The mages inside have erected a barrier to keep you safe, I'll deal with those soldiers!"

Brave words, but false bravado as the girl felt her body tremble lightly in fear. "So this is war..." Asmodeus had merely raised a hand toward the approaching soldiers their direction as if to warn her about their approach.

The first one to reach her was the sword-wielding soldier, causing Esperia to pick up the sword of one of the fallen knights, yet lacking the strength and confidence she found her weapon trembling unsteadily.

"I won't let you kill them... I won't let you hurt those innocent people!" Letting out a soft warcry the girl was on the brink of swinging her weapon to meet the clashing blade of the soldier, but instead, she found a flash of black cross her visage, a fist connecting straight against the jaw of the soldier and making him reel sideways.

Although the soldier was quick to recover his footing, it was too late for the mysterious combatant's gloved hand punched straight into the soldier's chest, making the Grimoire Heart soldier let out a final cry when he finally collapsed onto the ground with a heavy thud.

The remaining soldier who had been approaching Esperia stopped briefly in his tracks, seemingly quite surprised by the raw strength of this mysterious butler, but soon he resumed his charge into her direction, letting out a thunderous warcry.

Of course, right about now would have been a perfect time for her to undergo her transformation, but then again... Why would she need to do that already, when she had a savior heading straight toward her?

"Fia!"

The girl exclaimed hopefully while the Grimoire Heart soldier lowered his weapon in bewilderment "Fi-who?" Blissfully unaware of the berserker that was behind him. It was only after Fia's arrival that Esperia nodded her head lightly at Sebastian. "Hide yourself Sebastian, I got the feeling we'll need you again soon."

The butler nodded his head lightly, a light formal bow being made in return. "As you wish my master." And with those words he disappeared into a nearby alleyway several meters away from Esperia while the girl turned toward her lover with a smile. "I don't think I'll be able to stay untransformed much longer... it's too dangerous... I'm sorry Fia, please try to help Asmodeus as much as you can~"

WC: 686

Hell itself had broken loose, unfolding before the citizens of the Holy Capital of Crocus, and before the countless brave men and women who were giving their all to defend it! Swords were drawn, blood was spilled, and magic was shot every which direction, a horrific display of chaos, redeemed only by the courage and heroism of those who defied the oncoming terrors of Grimoire Heart.

Among them were all kinds, but perhaps the most numerous were the Rune Knights, Fiore's faithful and stoic protectors. Barricades lay throughout the city, orders shouted and soldiers moved in every moment. Reinforcements rushed to key positions, lost causes felt back, and above all, swords were swung. One couldn't go metres in the chaotic city without passing Rune Knights clashing with Grimoire Hearts, not one of them without a weapon in hand. Though, for some, their weapons were their hands.

"ORRRRRAAA!"

A savage and guttural cry preceeded a clumsy yet powerful haymaker, Fiammetta Barone's armored fist slamming right into the nose of an unfortunate Grimoire Heart soldier. It created a satisfying crunch, as blood srayed and the man fell onto his back, well and truly defeated. The fiery lass who'd felled him stumbled back eyes darting about for the next foe. Sweat dripped from every pore, dirt covered her face and hair. Fia had been caught defending one of the earlier barricades, caught in the confusion for so long, she'd lost track of how long she'd been there. All she knew was that there were enemies at every corner, and that she'd lost sight of Esperia somewhere along the way... But before she could continue searching for her lover, a horn resounded from nearby, and not moments lafter, one of Fia's superiors shouted out to all those fighting.

"The enemy is advancing! Fall back and defend the inner barricades! Hostiles are moving on the embassies!"

Fia growled lowly under her breath, teeth grit in frustatration. There was gonna be more 'Grims' - as Fia had dubbed them - pouring in at any moment. And as hot as Fia's blood was right then, she was at least rational enough to know that falling back was the best thing to do right then. Breaking into a run, Fia would move double-time back into the city, toward the embassies apparently under attack. Some were already there to help, it seemed, as she noticed a red-haired boy aiding civilians caught in the area. Her heart was pounding, head was racing, blood was boiling. If this was war, then calling it hell was an understatement.

Following one squad of Rune Knights, one particular weak point became clear as they approached the embassies, with one of the barricades all but demolished! Other Grimoire Heart foot soldiers were already moving in, with Rune Knight reinforcements there to intercept them! With the other Knights focusing on reinforcing the newly made weak-point, Fia rushed in to engage what opponents had already made it through. Immediately, her eyes spotted a pair of slain Knights, their bodies still fresh. Her blood ran hotter than ever, her mind simply unable to find any other response to these horrors that wasn't outrage and fury. With no ability to cope in these circumstances, all Fia could do was find something to take it out on. And fortunately, she found something with which she could do just that.

After glancing around panickedly, Fia's eyes settled on one solitary sight. Her eyes widened with surprise as she noticed Esperia and Sebastian in the midst of battle! The demonic butler had just brutally dispatched one of the attackers, while the other one was headed straight for Esperia! Fiammetta didn't think twice before charging toward him, a low, guttural roar boiling up as she did.

Just as the soldier lowered his weapon, he'd hear that roar approaching, but by the time he turned around it was far too late. An armored fist slammed into the side of his head, stunning the soldier as he staggered along a few feet. Fia rushed right back into him without hesitation, with the man also thrusting towards his own blades. Quick to switch to defence, Fia deflected them to the sides with her guantlets, grabbing onto the man's wrists to deliver a swift headbutt, stunning him even more. With his head spinning like a top, Fia twisted one of arms, pivoting him around and in prime position for Fia to grab the back of his head. She held him down, letting out a furious roar as she sent an uppercut straight into the soldier's exposed face, leaving it a bloody and bruised mess as his body fell limply to the floor.

Staggering away from her pummeled foe, the haggard Fia, already dirtied and scarred by war, turned to what seemed like the last ray of hope in that bleak ordeal. Looking to Esperia with a weary smile that knew things were just getting started, she heard the girl's warning about Asmodeus, lamenting that she could stay untransformed forever.

"Don' worry 'bout it, Princess. I'll help help 'er much as I can... 'Til there ain't anymore fuckin' Grims in these city..."

WC: 853/3000

So far it seemed the initial tide of the invasion had been halted, although despite the momentary respite Esperia still felt quite restless, and also understandably was unwilling to remain helpless much longer. "Luxuria..."

A soft whisper escaped the girl's lips as she felt the familiar surge of mana rush over her, cloaking her in a cocoon of darkness when within an instant the Demon Lord emerged from within. A light nod was made toward Fia in acknowledgment while she hummed softly "I wouldn't enjoy a break just yet my dear Fia~ Who knows what type of surprised Grimoire Heart has planned."

A hand gently raised to her cheek as she pondered out loud, wondering what type of foe would approach next. While several minions were rushing toward the embassies, reinforcements in the form of Rune Knights and Allied mages were making their way to engage them. Of course, unlike little Esperia the demon lord was much more refined in the art of warfare and turned toward Fia and whispered under her breath so that only those close to her could hear what would follow.

"Fia, be prepared for anything..."

Of course, she was quick to notice that within the nearby yard a familiar figure, a hand raised at her. "Fenrir~" The Demon Lord's smile remained while she addressed him. "This is no time to linger here, come to the embassies, there is no telling if or when Grimoire Heart will breach our defense again."

A soft sigh followed as she extended a hand to make him follow her, while within the shadows of the nearby alley a pair of red eyes glinted amidst the shadows, her earlier orders being carefully followed as he was sure to remain within range should she need him. Of course, with how eager she seemed Asmodeus had started to try to pull the man along, unaware pulling him away from the direction a hidden threat lurked, and who was now having a Demon Lord's back at her.

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Esperia has transformed into Asmodeus, the Demon Lord of Lust!

Stats:

Strength: 1
Speed: 22
Intelligence: 14 (10% discount to spells)
Endurance 21+10 (buff) 31

Fia cracked her neck loudly as she readied herself for the next wave of 'Grims' as she'd dubbed them. Her fists were clenched tightly, a thin vapor rising of her arms as she prepared herself. Bringing out the 'big guns' was going to be dangerous for her, especially with how many civilians were still around, so she'd need to be as careful as possible if she wanted to use her magic to its full potential without causing horrific collateral damage.

Esperia, meanwhile, had no such troubles drawing out her greatest strength, Fia watching was she called upon that familiar transformation. "Heh, let 'em bring it on. I got surprises o' my own." Fia growled, eyes scouring the battlefield around them. As Grimoire Heart foot soldiers stormed toward the embassies, Rune Knights met them, the squad Fia had come with already patching up the hole that some had come through. All in all, it was nothing but a pure battle at this point, though glimpses of an advantage on the side of the Knights could be seen...

Asmodeus warned Fia, telling her to be ready for anything, and the young Knight nodded back firmly. "Same to you, Asmo. Don' let Espy get hurt." She commanded, watching as the demon lord suddenly rushed off to grab a man sitting alone in a yard. He looked kind of familiar, but Fia couldn't afford to waste any time dwelling on it. It was one more ally to their side, not much more to think about there. Even if she did notice that same ally turning into a Lycan as her attention shifted elsewhere...

With everyone else occupied, Fia couldn't afford to stand around and get her bearings any longer. She set her sight at a point just behind the defensive line of Rune Knights, a perfect point to defend the embassies from, one right in the heart of the battle. Fia grit her teeth, letting fury flow through her as she began trudging towards it, vapor rising off her body as she marched.

"OI, MOVE!" Fia shouted furiously, earning the attention of some of the Rune Knight foot soldiers around her. They didn't quite know what was happening, but upon seeing her expression, realized it was probably best to do as she said. They cleared the road, and with her space open, Fia finally did what she'd been waiting to do.

"OOOOORRRRRAAAA!"

With a mighty cry, Fia's body continued to produce vapour, and grow rapidly. Muscle expanded in seconds, her size increasing at an incredible rate, and catching the eyes of many other combatants around her. Soon enough, Fia was looming over the battlefield at almost 8 meters tall, gazes of fear and awe upon her. She wasted no time in this form, letting out another roar as she quickly dropped to one knee, slamming down her fist into a group of Grimoire Heart soldiers as she did! As bodies were crushed under her weight, the Rune Knights continued to rally realizing the Titan was on their side.

Fia pulled her fist up from the ground, revealing a small crater where the Grimoire Hearts had once been. Standing behind the rest of the soldiers, like a massive siege weapon, Fia continued to stay table on one knee, as she used her massive form to look over the battlefield.

She spotted Asmodeus rushing over with the Lycan, a bald guy helping a kid while wearing... Pajamas? Well, if that's what he fought best in. Meanwhile, a red-haired boy joined Asmodeus and the Lycan, seeming to help them along as they neared back toward where Fia was. With everything converging, it seemed things were going smoothly, for now, and Fia let out another mighty, guttural roar to encourage the other fighters further.

"OOOORRRAAAAA!"

Mana: 1150/1250

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It appeared the merry fellowship was starting to gather. While Asmodeus spotted Fia going on a rampage near one of the barricades, Fenrir had decided to go butchery-doo on one of the approaching Grimoire Heart minions, and that would leave quite a mess, literally... The savage tearing of the man's head off his body caused blood to gush all over the place, only intensified by the bestial feasting of the Lycan that followed. Asmodeus couldn't help but find herself somewhat disgusted by this war. The rubble and debris of the fighting so far had left the streets in ruins, corpses were scattered and blood spilled everywhere, a spectacle that lacked the elegance the Demon Lord loved to act with. Yet her pleasant facade remained while Sage approached them, making the demon smile gently at him as she turned slightly into his direction. "A pleasure to have your aid Sage~"

But meanwhile in the nearby alley Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly, a hand raised to his chest while he focused his mana, feeling his body rapidly growing both stronger and faster while he gazed upon the battlefield, and it was at that moment he noticed it, the one tiny flaw the invisible assassin had made in her otherwise perfect ambush. Even if she was invisible, scentless and soundless, her feet still disturbed the ground upon which she walked. rubble shifted soundlessly beneath her feet, blood splatted soundlessly against her boots or shoes, and... left footprints. Despite his weathered looks, Sebastian was a powerful and experienced demon, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's, so when he spotted those little details he was certain that something or someone was there... and that being could be a threat to his master.

Considering the angle of the alley he was hiding in, being at the opposite side of where the group was situated at, meaning that he was, in fact, hiding at the direction the invisible predator was moving from, the demon butler decided to act. There was just about twenty meters between himself and the spot his master was at, so it would be an excellent opportunity for him to act. With a sudden lifting of his gloved fist the demon punched into the ground. Within an instant a 3 meters wide wave of dark energy rushed straight at the direction he had seen the disturbance at, the attack knocking both debris and blood splatters alike into the air, all the way up to twenty meters in range, all in the span of a single second. Considering the speed of his spell was almost at 20 meters a second, it was sure to reach the group before his target could reach her prey, and with a tap of his chest, he disappeared into a puff of smoke to finish his ambush.

It must have been odd for everyone involved, a sudden wave of darkness rushing to them, and the hidden vampyre who would have been about six meters away from reaching her target, quite close to the spot Fenrir had torn into the corpse of the Grimoire Heart minion from before. Of course, with the blood splatters having hit 'something' before disappearing alongside his wave of darkness possibly causing more cues to be given made it evident someone was there under a cloaking spell, and with his actions just now and the observing of the footprints from before, he had an idea of where she might have been hiding.

With a sudden rush the butler darted forwards as he emerged at his master's side, seemingly with the intention to sweep his leg while he made a low snapping round kick into the spot the disturbances and the blood splatters had ended, and considering that spot would lead to her shin, quite close to her ankle while his foot hooked inwards, it would ensure that if he made contact he would sweep his target off their feet, what surely would cause more disturbances on the ground.

If said action did work, the target would soon find that if he felt a contact, Sebastian would follow up with a tackle in a straight line, intending to force his invisible target onto the ground, planning to pin her down onto the ground as he rose his torso upright in an attempt to straddle her, while his fists lunged into the direction he believed her chest and head were at

"Sebastian?"

The butler's eyes were sharpened into a focused stare, seemingly into Nastasya's direction, making the Demon Lord hum softly as she looked at her butler. "I guess your silence means you're entertaining one of our guests hmm? You might want to reveal yourself my dear, lest Sebastian here ends up punching you into oblivion"

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Sebastian revealed himself!

Sebastian's stats:
Strength: 101+20: 121
Speed: 101+20: 121
Endurance: 101

Sebastian Mana: 1200/2000
Spells used:

Spells used by Sebastian:

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Esperia's Stats:
Strength: 1
Speed: 22
Intelligence: 14 (10% discount to spells)
Endurance 21+10 (buff) 31

Another ear-rending, guttural, almost animalistic cry filled the battlefield, as Fia continued to serve her role as a beacon for rallying the troops around her. Nothing inspired confidence quite like having 26-foot tall Titan on your side, nor was there anything quite as capable at soiling the pants of their opponents. Even as more Grimoire Heart poured in, there was a noticeable hesitation in the charges of the foot soldiers as they spotted the giant, lumbering beast. And of course, Fia's furious cries didn't hurt either. She was more than just a siege engine or rally point by then. She was nothing short of a war machine.

Thriving and subsisting on her Titanic rage, Fiammetta continued to stay in her knelt position, for the safety of those around her. Thanks to her height, however, she was still in the right range to slam her fists down on any Grimoire Heart that dared to brave their defenses. But that wasn't the only skill in her arsenal, however.

As another wave of Grimoire Heart approached, Fia decided to see just what she could do at this range from her targets. Sure, she was a simple girl who mostly just relied on punching shit as hard as she could, but that didn't mean she didn't have a few bright ideas every now and then. The Titan reached a hand down to some of the nearby rubble left by the fighting. Taking a decent handful, she'd hold it firmly, then as tightly as she could, crushing the wood and stone into smaller pieces with her titanic strength. Perhaps going from punching things to throwing rocks didn't quite classify as a 'bright idea', but damned if it wasn't effective. With her ammunition ready, Fia set her eyes on the incoming Grimoire Heart foot soldiers, and with a mighty pitcher's throw, sent a hellish storm of debris at them. Bits of stone and wood became shrapnel, flying in at great speeds and raining down upon them, resulting in the defeat of more than a few Grimoire Heart lackeys. Fia let out another great cry, one echoed by the cheers of Rune Knights around her as they rushed in to finish off the wave.

Satisfied with how she was fulfilling her role as a massive weapon of war, Fia's eyes once again scanned over the battlefield, aiming to use her high vantage point to spot what she could. There wasn't much else to see, really. At least, not until the Titan noticed a familiar demon butler suddenly make his move. A sudden wave of darkness, of which Fia had seen before from the butler, seemed to be aimed at a long-gone corpse, only for the Demon to suddenly be at Esperia's side, trying to combat some invisible foe. All eyes seemed to be on this would-be assassin, including from the Lycan and the red haired boy. How typical of the Grimoire Heart, resorting to hide-and-seek like the cowards they were, instead of fighting them head on!

...No... That wasn't it at all... Even if Grimoire Heart were cowards, they weren't fools. An unsettling feeling set itself in Fia's stomach, as eyes continued scanning over the field. Assassin's didn't win wars. So why was the only 'elite' here an assassin, and a bad one at that? The hell even was the point in sneaking past their ranks, only to attack a closely grouped trio of mages? Fia may have been no expert in stealth, but that made for a terrible sneak attack, right?

...On the other hand, it'd make for a great distraction.

She hoped to heaven her gut feeling was wrong, and that she was being paranoid. But it didn't hurt to be safe. Looking down toward the trio, now facing the stealthy Grimoire Heart, Fia's massive voice would offer them a few words, just to be as safe as possible.

"ASMO... BE... CAREFUL..."

With what warning she could give delivered by her animalistic and powerful voice, Fia then turned her attention to watching her own ass. For the first time, the Titan stood up, standing at her full 8 meters as she continued looking over the battlefield. If there was something more coming, she was the biggest target for it to try its luck at. So let it try, if it really was there. And if not... Well, their battle was already as good as won.

Mana: 1050/1250

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With the sudden emergence of the red-haired assassin Asmodeus' lips curved up slightly, clearly pleased by something while she declared with a hint of mischievous playfulness in her tone. "I'm always pleased to see a beautiful lady, even if they are on the other side of a battlefield."

The fact that the nameless assassin was unwilling to go down without a fight was worthy of praise, but she made a rather fatal error in her calculations. While she might have been pinned down, she still held the means to use a spell in an attempt to bind the young Sage, at least depending on his reactionary skills, but Asmodeus could care any less if the boy got himself bound by a spell, her only goals were a lot different than playing a saint, and if she was honest, she was rather fascinated by this stranger. It was the next spell however that had been a fatal mistake for the assassin. Her decision to cast a spell with its central point being right above Sebastian would have been the one error that ensured everyone would remain unharmed. Why? Because Sebastian had intercepted her six meters away from the group, and with her spell radius being eight by eight it meant that... considering the center point was Sebastian and the assassin, that the spell would reach only four meters into the direction of the group, leaving two meters of safe ground for the group to stay at.

And what about Sebastian? He clearly didn't desire to see his suit get stained by the bloody rain, so the moment he noticed the crimson droplets raining down from above he raised a hand to the air, a surge of mana escaping from his body as a black mirror that due to its dimensions being four by four, would be more than enough to cover both him and the assassin.

"Sebastian, please let our guest enjoy some sleep."

The demon lord's soft voice reached the butler, who nodded his head firmly while meeting the assassin's gaze with his own as she addressed him, likely causing the Fear effect of his being a demon to trigger. "I apologize for the discomfort, but I promise you this will be over soon."

As polite and respectful as ever the old man went for a straight jab at the temple of the female assassin's head, intending to knock her out with one powerful blow. Meanwhile Asmodeus herself had decided to help a bit also, a light wave of her hand causing a small brown seed to be launched toward the spot Sebastian and the assassin were at, and upon reaching them rapidly grown into a large flower petal that would intercept any remaining damage while giving Sebastian a free opportunity to use both his hands should the assassin try to resist.

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Sebastian revealed himself!

Sebastian's stats:
Strength: 101+20: 121
Speed: 101+20: 121
Endurance: 101

Sebastian Mana: 800/2000

Speed and Strength boost are sustained

Asmodeus Stats:
Mana: 1505/1550
Strength: 1
Speed: 22
Intelligence: 14 (10% discount to spells)
Endurance 21+10 (buff) 31

Spells used::

OOC Note:
The below quotes explain the reason why Nastasya her AoE wouldn't reach the group:

Sebastian wrote:
It must have been odd for everyone involved, a sudden wave of darkness rushing to them, and the hidden vampyre who would have been about six meters away from reaching her target, quite close to the spot Fenrir had torn into the corpse of the Grimoire Heart minion from before. Of course, with the blood splatters having hit 'something' before disappearing alongside his wave of darkness possibly causing more cues to be given made it evident someone was there under a cloaking spell, and with his actions just now and the observing of the footprints from before, he had an idea of where she might have been hiding.

Nastaya's rain wrote:. She stopped the vicious spell and showed her long wine red hair and her face looking very angry at Sebastian. She moved up her hand to grab a hold of Sebastian, indirectly activiting her spell who started above them,

Considering this your rain, which started above them would reach 4 meters into the direction of the group, and with our distance being six meters...

This post also confirms her looking at Sebastian, leading to an A rank to be affected by Sebastian's Fear perk for a 10% reduction in stats.

Nothing came as Fia looked over the battlefield from her grand viewpoint. The only Grimoire Heart coming in was more foot soldiers, more cannon fodder to be taken down by the invigorated Rune Knights with the war machine of Fiammetta at their backs. The looming Titan let out a mixture between a growl and sigh as she continued to play lookout. This damn war was making her paranoid. Of course, an assassin didn't have to mean an incoming ambush at all. Simply attacking and killing members from within the ranks of your opponent, no matter how weak they were, was sure to sow chaos, panic and confusion through your foes

Yet, fortunately, it didn't quite seem like such an effect was to be feared with the would-be assassin they currently faced. Fia peered down again at the trio fighting the Grimoire Heart, or rather, at Asmodeus and Sebastian, who were combating the redheaded beauty, and the other two who seemed to be hanging in the back and watching, to avoid getting in Sebastian's way. A fair enough idea, though, simply waiting behind Sebastian didn't seem the wisest choice, given that it became evident the assassin was making them her targets.

Although the demonic butler was already swiftly dispatching the assassin, Fia wasn't about to take the chance of some last ditch effort to take out the Lycan or kid. She'd stamp her foot hard, a couple meters behind them, to get their attention, and be in a decent position to take any hits for them if need be. She made certain to be out of the range of the blood rain, but close enough to take those hits if she needed to. Of course, in case the spectators were confused, she did offer Baron and Sage a couple words just in case the vampire made any desperate attempts to strike one of them down.

"GET... BACK... DUMBASSES..."

Mana: 950/1250

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The punch that collided with the assassin's head was likely bad enough to make most people cringe at the thought of the pain it would bring. However, at the same time, it seemed that Sebastian's punch had the desired effect. After confirming that she had lost consciousness and that the bloody rain subdued the demonic butler finally rose up and after stepping aside from the motionless body of the Grimoire Heart Elite bowed politely toward Asmodeus. "It has been done Master Asmodeus."

The Demon Lord seemed pleased with the end result, clapping her hands lightly in approval while she addressed the man with a smile lingering on her lips. "Excellent work Sebastian, if you could please  carry her to 'safety' so that we can deal with her later, that would be appreciated." The butler nodded his head lightly in confirmation of the order while he stated calmly. "As you wish Master." An arm scooped around the unconscious assassin's body as he pulled her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and started to carry her off. It appeared that was done, and fortunately for the group with the defeat of the Grimoire Heart assassin the siege was starting to break up.

The Rune Knights who were being aided by Fia had started to gain a solid stand against the waves of invaders, their numbers slowly thinning: Victory was close! Even the defenders could feel it, the end of the war was approaching and it invigorated them. "We almost have won!" One of the soldiers exclaimed out loud, earning a cheer from his companions while he watched the Titan of a girl tried to alert the group of the threat that the vampire had once been.

However, Asmodeus's gaze shifted around the battlefield before turning toward Sage as she inquired with a smile. "Sage~ Could you be a dear and check upon the people inside the embassies? While there were some mages setting up a barrier inside it will likely reassure them to know that the battle is reaching its end." She was confident that would at least lift their spirits and make them feel a bit more at ease, not to mention it would make her look a bit more like a good girl in the eyes of the defenders! Yet there was also another matter to discuss, one she soon addressed by lightly patting the Lycan's shoulder. "What's the matter Fenrir? I thought you were prepared for war? Don't let an assassin frighten you, never surrender to fear and despair, even if you were to stand before death itself. Then again, if not for your little shenanigan with the Grimoire Heart mooks earlier Sebastian might have had some difficulties tracking down that assassin."

Asmodeus hummed in approval, gesturing toward the blood while briefly looking into the direction of Kee when finally she approached the titanic version of her vessel's lover and raised her hands to her lips to shout at her. "FIA! How is it looking up there?! Are their ranks thinning?!"

It would make sense of the invasion to end soon, in the end their elite warrior had been bested and Sebastian was taking her to a certain location, the motives of the Demon Lord known to none but herself while at the same time she was idly wondering how long it would take before the last of the mooks were bested. She was confident that with their elite warrior dealt with, and the morale of the defenders raised that it was only a matter of time before the force of Grimoire Heart would break, granting them the opportunity to banish the invaders from the city. However, amidst the chaos, Asmodeus couldn't help but wonder. With such an intense army at their disposal, and enough might to kill the Guild Leaders... Why in the world would Grimoire Heart send only one assassin? It didn't make any sense... If she was their leader she would have sent a unit of such elite warriors to each objective they had in mind while using the legions of mooks as a means to distract the defenders. No, something felt off about this. Despite the fact they were winning, it clearly was starting to look like they didn't know everything that was going on with the war. Perhaps, and this was merely just a guess at this point... But perhaps they were being blindsided by their opponent, who was giving them this victory in exchange for his true objective.

It reminded her of the Demon Lords conflict, the time where her army fought into a stalemate with the forces of the Church and they were betrayed from within by an ambitious demon. Back then she had been naive enough to be blindsided, but not this time.

"Fenrir my dear~ I think it's time for me to tell you something." The Demon Lord approached the Lycan and leaned closer to whisper softly into his ear. "The time for you to become a Saiyajin approaches." As if on cue rushed footsteps came from a nearby street as a pair of dark skinned elves waved at Fenrir and Asmodeus. "Master Asmodeus! We found him!"

Just on time~ The Demon Lord's lips curved into a smile as the twins approached and turned to Fenrir. "Fenrir... A really powerful and dangerous man is attacking the defenders at the castle! It will be impossible to go there normally but with our magic we can help you reach it. This is your chance to become a hero! To obtain the power of a Saiyajin by defeating this man."

Of course he needed a bit more convincing most likely, so Asmodeus tried to gently embrace the man from behind, leaning her head onto his shoulder while whispering temptingly into his ear. "I'm sure you'll do fine Fenrir~ And if you fight your hardest you'd make me veeeery happy, and Shalltear might even get impressed~" Yes, the Demon Lord was trying to coax Fenrir into accepting the challenge that awaited him at the castle.

WC: 1000+686= 1686/3000