The Forest of Memphis

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The Watchers women found themselves in a crutch of what to do. They were ordered to save the queen and returned her to the ruins, but they cannot do anything when Eleanor is threatening to kill her. Some thought it was a bluff, but they sense her killing intent—she was serious.

They ponder, debated in their minds of their next move, but all of them risk the death of the queen—they were not fast enough to stop the blade from slicing her throat wide open nor had enough people in their groups to launched an attack after so many of them died during the onslaught. Eleanor had checkmate them.

“What do we do…?” One of the women asked.

“Nothing. Let them go.” A mysterious woman suddenly appeared out of the ruins. “They’re nothing we can do at this point. You may leave this place.” She was a tall, curvy woman. She had white skin, purple hair, and purple eyes. She was a buxom of beauty—her aura released an aroma of lust around her. Her lips glitter every time she spoke and walk passionately if she was seeing a lover. 

“Lust… are you sure?”

“The Watchers knows that the Queen won’t be harm…” Lust responded as she turns to the group. “You may leave, but these women stay. This is our bargain, or risk all of us dying in a bloody mess.”
 
"I think we should listen to them, Elilinor." Blazrin said, slowly backing away from the girls near him. He inched his way to Eleanor in case anyone made a move. He glanced towards Olivia and urged her to closer to him so he can help protect the two girls. "C'mon Hazel-Eyes, let's stick close in case things get nasty."

Blazrin stared at Lust and had a very bad feeling about her, even if she was good looking on his book.

"We let these ladies go, with that Queen, and you'll still have a Queen left to worship. Can't promise Elilinor won't slice her up. She's crazy, y'know."
 
Eleanor's grin faded upon having her eyes lock on Lust, unsure of her threat level until she spoke with the women. She didn't move until the new woman finished her piece. Narrowing her eyes, she made a small smirk, although she didn't let her guard down just because Lust was a pretty lady.

"Deal. Now, was that so hard?" Eleanor pocketed the blade she had been holding against Magiana's stomach, who was sleeping without a care in the world. But she felt guilty about having to leave the kidnapped women's fates uncertain seeing as they're now under complete mind control. "But seriously, you ought to give these poor souls a bath and a meal if you insist I don't put them out of their misery. They deserve that much at the very least."

Without any further word, she slung Magiana over her shoulder and turned to the others. "Let's go." She said, her tone less animated than it was just before. Her other blade was still out in case anyone tried to do something, but it wasn't at the neck anymore.

"Y-yeah..." Olivia stepped behind Blazrin, with Capricorn following close behind following her master's warning to cease any further fighting. "I have business with the King, so we part ways once I reach my ride back." She whispered to him, trying to avoid the gaze of the women and especially Lust since she gave off an intimidating aura somehow.
 
The Dark Gunner stowed his guns away, looking at the dead bodies around everyone. With the deal struck, the Meeting soldiers immediately started to leave, walking away disgusted with their leader and the event, dragging injured or dead comrades and their guns. They all retreated to their vans, got in and drove away, utilizing portals to go back to the Desolate Lands.

The Dark Gunner, meanwhile, watched over the group of adventurers.
 
Lust smiled as she licked her lips. “Glad you are seeing this our way…” She turned to the surviving women on the battlefield. “Return to the ruins at once and don’t waver! The Queen is not held captive, but instead, bidding her time to relinquish her full strength!” She moved her body back and forth seductively  as she approached to one of the women, gently placing her hand on her chin, lifting it up slightly so their eyes meet. “Our Queen will be returned in top form once the puppet is no longer in control of her own body and we shall commence the take over of this wretched land!”

All the women’s eyes light up, being sway by her powerful speech and head towards the ruins. She turned around once more, seeing the others walking away from them. “Try as you might… but the soul-bonding is forever permanent with the strength of ancient magic… nothing of this world can break it…” She disappeared into the ruins.
 
Blazrin kept his guard up, making sure that Eleanor, Magiana, and Olivia left safely. He still refused to turn his back to Lust until she was completely gone from view. A sigh of relief escaped his lips while he let his shoulders slump.

"Sheesh... talk about absolute control. That lady has all those girls eating from the palm of her hand." Blazrin said as he turned on his heel, following after the girls. "She ain't as scary as Elilinor tho'. Anyways, where's Mecha and my bro-- errm, I mean, that powerful mage? Weren't they here a few moments ago?"
 
"That's what happens when you let your mushy feelings get in the way. We've made a dog's breakfast of it now... we should've killed all of 'em when we had the chance. Now that the freaky lady's stepped in, we're leaving with more problems than we did when we showed up here." Eleanor remarked with a scowl. She jerked her chin over at the Dark Gunner. "You should ask him. They're both probably with the ones who came in those cars. But last I saw, Tin-Man got all scrapped up. It might just be the both of us goin' home by boat."

Olivia kept her eyes worriedly on Magiana, wondering why she hasn't woken up yet.
 
The Dark Gunner approached Eleanor. Though supposedly an enigmatic being, he looked rather ridiculous with his recent actions of breaking all hell loose.

"The mage who broke into my opera house and the robot who assisted us in battle earlier are both in a van not far from here. I'm uncertain of the mage's condition but the robot is pretty badly torn up. I'm afraid for his condition." He stated, having a remorseful tone when discussing Mecha-Samurai. "Regardless, that's where you'll find your compatriots. And if you're willing to accept it, a one way ticket to wherever you need to head." He added. "Though given my last attempt at helping is what got you all injured in the first place, it'd be more than appropriate to refuse any aid of mine."
 
"We should report this back to the Clan, Elilinor," Blazrin placed his axe securely on his back strap. "They should hear about this mess. We should probably split up after we report what happened. I'll be taking Aquario back to the Sisterhood and while I'm at it, I might as well bring that little one with me." Blazrin pointed at Magiana. "Maybe they have some spell or something that can help her. You should take Mecha to Robot Island, I heard that's where robots are made. If anyone can fix him, it should be the people working there."

Blazrin turned to Olivia. 

"I'm not sure where you're heading to, Hazel Eyes, but you can stick with us if you got no plans. We need a little cutie to balance out all of Elilinor's rough edges!" He waved a hand dismissively to the girls. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding! But you should return from where you came from, it's not safe here."

The large man dusted his shoulders and stretched his muscular arms before shifting his gaze towards the Dark Gunner.

"We can use this guy's vans to take us back to the Clan and wherever Hazel Eyes might be headed to." Blazrin chuckled. "Maybe during the ride, you can think up better ways to help us! You can tag along if y'want."
 
"Well, the King of Shina Ania himself asked me to check out what's been going on. Now that we're out of mortal danger, I'm obligated to report back to him as soon as possible about everything I've seen." Olivia said, holding up her fingers and whistling for the Pegasus Elewa lent to her. "If I ask him about who exactly the Queen really is, it might shed some light on the kind of rituals they've been performing on those women. It might be different than the kinds Paradicans are used to seeing." She glanced over at Magiana worriedly. "There seems to be a lot more to the story than what we've seen, so I'll try and write to the Sisterhood if I find anything noteworthy here in Shina Ania. Once you hand her over to the Sisterhood, it becomes a matter of me being the liaison between Paradice and Shina Ania on his behalf."

"Wow, sounds like you've got a pretty big job to do then. We'll get outta yer hair. You aren't from around here, are you?" Eleanor asked with a raised brow.

"No, no," Olivia chuckled. "I'm actually a Desolatian, I've just been traveling a lot these days. Who knows, maybe we'll cross paths sooner than you think. You guys are from the Clan of...?" she trailed off.

"Swords." Eleanor finished for her.

"Right! Well, you have other matters to attend to, being part of a Guild and all that. I'd just get in the way, and I'd rather not keep His Majesty waiting now that there's no reason to linger around here." Olivia petted the horse's mane as she spoke. "But I'd gladly accept a ride in one of your vans to get to Johannes Palace if I didn't have another option."

"Yeah, Gunnie! After the shit you dragged us into, the least you can do is give us is a ride to make up for it!" Eleanor turned to the Dark Gunner with her hands on her hips. "And I sure as hell ain't getting on that damn boat a second time." Saying that aloud, she just remembered she hadn't met the leader of the Clan of Swords yet. Uh oh...
 
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