She readies one of her stun grenades and tosses it at Reynauld, hitting him in the chest. “Don’t look at me!” Paracelsus steps in, like she had read Dismas’ mind, “I have no idea what she did to him!” “I… I don’t know!” she replies, right before raising her mace in the air, beckoning a thundering strike against one of the fishermen the Siren has summoned to help her. Surely there has to be some kind of prayer that can help them, something to use in this exact situation, right? “Junia!” he yells towards the vestal, “Can’t you fix him?!” Whatever it is that she’s done, it fucked with his brain, because now he’s convinced that they’re the enemy. Thinking about it, the thing was looking at him weird. There’s no way Reynauld would’ve betrayed them otherwise. She must’ve done something to him, that’s the only explanation Dismas can come up with. Wasn’t he the target of those sweet words once? Dismas can’t help but to think bitterly as he barely dodges Reynauld last attempt to send him to an early grave. He doesn’t want to do this, but what choice does he have? Reynauld’s swinging his sword at him shouting at them for daring to hurt his love. Still, to think it would end up like this…ĭismas was already aware that Reynauld is a force to be reckoned with, but having to fight against him is another thing entirely. Things are never easy here, so of course the waif, Siren, whatever you want to call that ugly abomination, has a trick up her sleeve. Not a happy story that’s for sure.Īt least, maybe this fight will be easier than the others, if this is just a lady that, supposedly, should know nothing of combat, right? Of course not. Like with the other monsters they’ve already fought, they know little about it, only what transpired from the Ancestor’s manic scribbles.Īpparently they’re about to fight a waif that the Ancestor used as sacrifice for the sea gods. They’ve been scouting the place for a while and the Heir has deemed them ready enough to fight the creature that resides within. Safe to say that this is everybody’s least favorite location. The cove… this place has always fucked with their heads, more than any other place they’ve been to. They knew going into this that it was going to be different from the other creatures they have fought until now.
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