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Part XXIII – The Void
and the Rivalry
Before Monel could get
close to the Ura leader, several lower level demons formed a wall in front of
her. Without missing a beat, Monel smoothly pulled a pair of kunai from her
belt and twirled them in a brief flourish before tightly gripping their handles.
She gritted her teeth in frustration. She knew that there were too many. As the
first demon drew close, Monel activated her ocular powers. Her bright blue eyes
flared with a brilliant light as the first Ura made eye contact with her. The
demon froze in his tracks, paralyzed. The other demons flowed around their
stiff brethren and continued to charge forward, pushing Monel backwards as she
used her kunai to fend off their elongated nails.
Before Monel could take the offensive, she sensed a
presence by her side. She did not have time to react although she sensed that
the person was not her enemy. From the corner of her eye, Monel witnessed a
thick, longsword with a unique design cleaving an Ura in two. The other demons
paused.
“Don’t tell me that this garbage is giving you
trouble after all that big talk,” said Iris playfully.
Monel responded with a growl.
The Ura standing between the two females and the Ura
leader charged with renewed vigor. Before the demons could get close, Monel
threw her two kunai. Two of the charging demons were struck in the forehead and
they fell to the floor in a heap. She quickly pulled two more kunai from her
belt and braced herself in a defensive stance. Before the group of demons could
bear down on her, Iris stepped in front of her, spinning while her broadsword twirled
as if it were a cane in her hands. Any demon that got too close to her deadly
dance was struck down.
Monel watched closely as Iris used her Acro eyes and
her uniquely shaped broadsword in unison to take down several demons. Monel
bristled at the sight but would not let herself be outdone. She charged
forward, leaping and spinning past her rival before sliding on her knees
between the legs of an unsuspecting Ura who was caught off guard. As Monel slid
along the dirt, she used her kunai to slice the tendons on the back of the
demon’s ankles. Several Ura hit the floor screaming in agony, their ankle
muscles no longer able to support their weight. Monel and Iris stood so that
they were back to back. Then, throwing her last two remaining kunai, Monel
struck two of the demons dead. She drew her last two weapons, two rare daggers
that she only used as a last resort during battle.
Only a few Ura now remained. They were dispatched
with ease. From the edge of the forest the Ura leader watched with growing
anger. He surveyed the battlefield. He realized his forces were being pushed
back. The majority of the Ura forces were being engaged by human soldiers with
shields and lasguns on the ground, laser bolts firing into the masses whilst the
snipers and grenade launchers stationed atop the ramparts provided cover.
On the ground, in the heat of the hand to hand combat
that raged around him, Momotaru stood unscathed with his straight blade sword
at his side, dripping blood. His three assassin sisters formed a triangle
around him. None of the Ura wanted to get close. In a brazen act, Momotaru
lifted his blade and pointed it at the Ura leader. Just as Momotaru began to
take a few steps forward, the undead creature let out a low growl of
frustration as a frown appeared on his face.
The leader brought two fingers to his mouth and
whistled. His howl filled with regret and anger, he gave the signal to retreat
back into the Ura Forest.
Before the leader disappeared into the darkness,
Momotaru charged forward and screamed, “You’ve not seen the last of me,
coward!”
