Chapter 3: The Guardians

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Hasutā: "Huh!?"

The overlord almost fell back in shock at Shalltear's desperate, and honestly quite thirsty, response that even caused Momonga to avert his gaze from Arachnias, his jaw unhinged. However, the first one to respond to the perky vampire was Aura, who had regained most of her confidence after her experience with Arachnias.

Aura: "Stop grinding on Lord Hasutā Shalltear, you're starting to drool on him!"

Shalltear: "Oh, Aura? I didn't know you were here, after all you were busy hiding from Arachnias."

Aura let out a quiet scoff as Shalltear began to berate her with insults. In response to the vampire's constant grumbling, Aura gave a quick retort that caused Hasutā and Momonga to gaze upon the young dark elf in surprise; never in their lives would they expect Aura, the sweet lovable dark elf girl, to offer such venomous words towards her comrades:

Aura: "Miss fake tits!"

Shalltear: "What!?"

Aura: "I knew it! That's why you had to use a gate; since you overstuffed your bra so much, you were worried they'd shift if you ran here!"

Both lords stood in complete silence as Shalltear began to fidget with her hair, one arm protecting her chest. However, this sudden reaction from Aura's words enforced the idea that what the young dark elf girl had said was mostly true.

Shalltear: "Watch it, elf! You haven't got much to show either!"

Aura: "True, but I'm only 70 years old so I can still develop. But you're stuck in an undead body, so I guess you'll just have to except your washboard chest!"

Shalltear let out a defeated gasp as she began to yell at the dark elf girl, slowly being enveloped by a dark aura that shook the arena. However, Aura responded by equipping her whip and continuously berating the vampire with chest-based insults.

Momonga couldn't help but chuckle at the two girls' argument as he slowly leaned towards Hasutā, placing a skeletal hand upon his friend's shoulder. The being draped in yellow simply shifted his gaze towards the overlord as his sapphire eyes gleamed with anticipation.

Momonga: "Don't they remind you of them...?"

Hasutā: "You mean Chagama and Peroroncino? Yeah, they do..."

Both lords unveiled a hearty laugh as the fond memories of their guild mates suddenly enveloped their minds, resulting in a myriad of emotions that encompassed the two players. Yet, they couldn't help but feel saddened at the thought of their comrades, and began to contemplate their recent findings, before Momonga enquired his friends once more.

Momonga: "Hey, Hasutā?"

Hasutā: "Yea, what is it?"

Momonga: "Do you think the others made it here?"

Hasutā: "....."

Hasutā remained silent for a moment, staring aimlessly at the sky as he contemplated what Momonga had just said. As the heteromorph continued to stand in complete silence, he finally turned his gaze back towards his guild mate. In all honesty, Hasutā held very big doubts that their friends were transported alongside them; they weren't logged on during the last moments of YGGDRASIL's servers, so the chances of them being brought to the mysterious new world that both Momonga and Hasutā found themselves in was practically zero.

Hasutā: "I hope so, Momonga....I hope so."

Standing in complete solitude, both lords quickly returned to the argument between the vampire and dark elf, before they suddenly felt a chilling cold permeate the arena with a mild fog that originated from a large, blue figure that stood a few metres away from the two players.

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