It was dipping into the evening as the unrest broke out. Stray remnants from the havoc recorded from the West of Fiore. A sector that was not her problem, therefore not of interest to her. All she cared for was being tasked with the protection of the North. And though she grew to dislike Fiore, she did find this portion to be her home…her territory…..

The civil rebellion was sparked by disparity, and even with the North being protected and cared for, it indeed was not perfect. There were still indeed traces of those who were left wanting. Some still plagued and ravished by bandits that only festered overtime despite their culling, much like the rats known to plague Orchidia. But it was time for things to quiet down, their tantrum needed to end. And the finite kindness and patience of the Demoness was to be understood; should there ever be an inkling left for this to spur again, Lumikki planned to crush it now.

Ravens sat far above on the still roofs and tall structures of the city. Watching the riots below with deep curiosity, but the strong sense to stay away. It was the market and the church areas that were seeing the bulk of the ire. Property was being defaced and torn apart as those who let the spirit of rebellion take them. They’re chats and roars being heard throughout, warning those who wanted nothing to do with it to head home, but those of the markets felt forced to stay if it meant defending what was theirs.

There were some of Paradise Dawn’s patrol and mercenaries there to help quell the fighting but their efforts couldn’t spread enough. Too many people were taking advantage of the opportunity to snatch more for themselves throughout the chaos and that would be their biggest mistake. Not because they opposed order with their selfish desires and caused harm and destruction to their own. No, for a reason that could never occur to anyone.

Chaos feeds a Demon and plunges them to the worse aspect of themselves quite easily. They were agitating a monster among them and stirring her desires. It would take more effort to quell the bloodlust than she thought, but standing back and letting her members correct this didn’t sit well with her. Enough to help her freeze over the bubbling emotions that threatened to spill over. As she simply needed to assure they knew that there was still something in the North to fear, even if the Seraphim was gone.

The black snow would proceed her. It was a soft flurry at first before appearing as if on the cusp of a raging storm. They contrasted the warm and orange hues of the growing flames though it almost looked as if ash and soot was falling from above, until the snowflakes contact upon exposed skin and the sudden chill told those below otherwise. Yet their heat blazed so strongly that they would almost entirely overlook it, with only a few noticing the omen and taking it for what it was while running back home to escape the coming wrath.

There was only one time before that black snow fell upon the North, and that was on the night of Paradise Dawn’s new Guild Master’s coronation.

The chill in the air began to rise higher than the flames, stealing from them the much needed heat they required to keep burning while also bitting at the flesh of those Lumikki observed were troublesome. Innocents and those defending could avoid most of the cold embrace for the time being as the Demoness did her best to not concentrate the frør atop of them. It was through one of the many passing glances from above that she finally noticed someone not of the North defending some of her own. It was a curious sight but not to bizarre. Yet the crowd around the woman warranted for Lumikki to descend herself.

She would appear as a human with four black wings. White hair loose and flailing about. Her black hands like talons and the shadows around her legs almost alive with how they coiled and flared around them.

”I thank ye for yer assistance. Pity I should meet ye this way but allow me to support ye…” Her voice was barely maintaining any human warmth, and the bellowing chaos was tearing at her remaining capacities, but she’d grasp at the empty air before her that would manifest black talons that grabbed upon those that the woman was in risk of fighting. Making it easier for the visitor to land any of the needed blows she’d wish to land.

”Hmm, spicy? I suppose yer referring to the flames? They’ll quell in just a moment…” Random uses of words could sometimes be lost with the harpy, as Fiore isn’t her first language nor one that she knows so casually. Her focus on learning to speak more tongues never seemed to remember the prospect of learning their slang or entire phrases as well. For all her intelligence, there were still many gaps within her knowledge; but perhaps this is was keeps her grounded in terms of maintaining humanity.

Lumikki let out a soft giggle, the odd woman before her was more brazen than she could expect and it was enough to help take the much needed edge from the moment. Enough to help Lumikki catch her breath. ”Aye, hardly and winged gals I’ve noticed.” There was more life in her voice now but in their moment of respite a fool lunged for the brawler. A mistake he would soon pay for begrudgingly as fluidly evaded him and struck him back in kind. Her stance was ever flowing, her moves like water. She fought in ways Lumikki has never observed before and it was fascinating.

”Lumikki…” She absentminded answered, as if not caring all the much for the question to give it any cautious thought. Lumikki wasn’t usually keen on passing out her name so needlessly ever since her change to Demon but it would only double down upon turning into a Guild Master as well. ”Yer fighting is curious lass, what do ye call it? Where did ya learn it?” At this point, all Lumikki knew were warriors. More so than she did mages oddly enough. Most of her magic was self taught and reinforced, as there were no abundance of mages to readily learn from in her time within Paradise Dawn. So equipped with the Knowledge and teachings of her Nan and some of the guidance from Brone’s companion, she would mostly figure things out on her own. Though this was not a problem. It had come to her realization how valuable the understanding of a warrior was, and she would help her often. Yet it wouldn’t only be for combat that this understanding serve her but also an aspect of her cultural devotion to ways of battle. Lumikki wanted to pick the woman’s brain because she wanted to learn deeply the ways of Nikki’s culture and her fighting came to be.

”Sadly I’m no good with a fist like ye are, though I wish to be. Perhaps one day I could pursue it when I finally build me physical strength. All I could do is try to supplement it with me magic but it’s never as lovely as the natural talent or honed skill I’ve seen in the battle forged.” Lumikki softly took up Nikki’s side, a gesture to emphasize how the Demoness was indeed standing by her. And she looked on to their opponents with loveless eyes. ”Show me more would ye lass? Here, allow me to pass on a boon,” as she spoke, Lumikki drew a circle with her ringed finger, from which a small portal to her private abyss emerged and a harp would slide out. The golden metal glimmered for a moment before touched her hands, form which a black frost would encase the small structure, painting it black and sprouting small decorative wings. Lumikki wasted no time in plucking the strings, the melody only serving to bolster her friend and add to their strength.

As Nikki steps forward to strike again, she’d find more power in her strikes than she did before and more swiftness in every step. But for added flare and mirth, Lumikki would never softly sing along. Her gentle voice heavily coated in venom from her annoyance of the situation, and it was aimed toward their foes. Yet despite agitation in her tone, the vocals were almost sweet and playful in their execution.

Perhaps in the state of this needless chaotic moment, a performance within it would make the most sense to send the point home of just how absurd this all was. And now Lumikki provided the music for which the dancer can spring to life with all her grace.

”It is a good think ye didn’t lass. Me aside, there would be many that became a problem to ye if ya had, but I don’t like needlessness unless it brings me joy. I figure one of yer like is far more entertaining as a friend than foe. But a wee play fight isn’t beyond me.” Her glowing eyes would easily betray how she wasn’t exactly human, so she didn’t bother rebuking the “bugaboo” name even though she wasn’t quite sure what it meant.

”I seeee, how curious~ Quite playful despite the riot, aren’t ya a personality. Yet i prefer the playful over the unamused.” Her lips pulled back in a smirk that showed glinting fangs. Though she grew more reserved and refined as she was adjusting to her demonic existence, Lumikki still far enjoyed the company of the crude and crass. Individuals that permeated a sense of freeness was quite pleasing to pass the time with.

Nikki entertained Lumikki with an answer to her inquiry but it was not quite as she expected. The little raven almost taken aback by the lack luster revolution. ”Huh? No name? But it has all that flare, one would think it had a particular name…..unless…was this style all yer making?” Sure enough Lumikki would soon discover that it was and the charm of that response was not lost to her. It eased the frazzled feelings she had before into more one of intrigue once again. ”Aaaah, I could understand that sentiment. I taught meself a lot of what I do now meself as well. Thought I wouldn’t have minded a teacher, there is much to gain from guidance. Yet for some odd feeling, it feels harder to find one than to simply map it yerself.—Oh before I forget all together, I owe ye a name. Lumikki is what I am known by.”

Lumikki chuckled mischievously, ”I suppose I could take ye on that after I build up me own strength. Regretfully, I’m not very strong but I could indeed support a friend in battle.” To which she did with the introduction of her harp. The instrument like a veil or facade to the magic Lumikki actually possessed as she sold her capabilities quite short. The Demoness had no desire to flaunt more of her power or her destructive capabilities when she could serve as a boon instead and bless all her men and new friend in battle. Just as soon as she bolstered them, the melody shifted to one or mournful dread. Its eerie tune now draining the ambitious passions from the foes that remained. Weakening them further to protectors.

Lumikki broke into a laugh before giggling her answer. ”As do ye and most others, honestly. Fioran isn’t me first tongue so me wording or choice of words aren’t quite in line. It’s why I don’t understand all yer words or phrasings but intricacies get lost. Would be the same if ye learned mine.”

Lumikki glanced puzzled at the new term, perhaps there was a lot more studying to do in Fioran than she thought, but on that note, she didn’t care to learn. There were far more interesting languages that had her focus now, so all she knew now would have to suffice. ”Is that what they call those from Iceberg? Suppose our lands are indeed high….”

Another chuckle left her lips, as odd as she must of seem to her company, this woman was her share of odd too.”A name would be favorable. It’s yer creation so it only garners more kinship for it. With how fast ye strike, one could even say it’s ravenous.” As Nikki handled all things fairly close to the pair, Lumikki kept her eyes out on those further away. Subtly subduing them in their tracks as she froze their feet on the ground they attempted to tread on. An unpleasant experience, sure, but they kept their life.