???: Noble Hero! I am Evileye of Blue Rose, and I appeal to you as a fellow adamantite-ranked adventurer! please, aid me!!
(Y/n): Blue Rose eh.
That's all you needed to know standing in front of her shrouding her small from Demiurge
In her eyes she took your regal form in stride reminding her that of a elegant shield, one at the ready to defend it's user from incoming harm feeling a sense of security and relief in her heart
You point your sword at Demiurge sending him a quick message to play along, he bows in your direction...mockingly
Demiurge: my, such an honor you pay us this night...may I inquire as to your noble name? this one is known as Jaldabaoth.
(Y/n): okay...'that's the equivalent of changing my name to Habsucht.'
Evileye didn't know what to think of the demon's name, she was confident in her knowledge of demonology and of similar beings, but it's name didn't ring any bells
The reason you even commented on it was because you recall Ulbert debating with Tabula about what was better eldritch horrors or demons
(Y/n): yeolda...jaleboat? however you pronounce your name! my name is Huntsman and like she said I am an Adamantite-rank adventurer.
Evileye crawled more into your shadow, while you arrived to provide assistance she believed she would get in the way more than actually benefit you, approving of your current action trying to draw out as much information a possible from your opponent
Demiurge: ah, I see may I then inquire as to the reason you have graced us with your presence this evening?
(Y/n): it's for a request, a certain noble hired us to defend his estate, my leader spotted this commotion and ordered me to investigate provide aid if needed...you
Demiurge: a mighty item capable of summoning us to this plane and commanding us has found it's ay to this city, we are here in orders to retrieve it.
(Y/n): and what if I possessed said item and gave it you, would you leave?
Demiurge: that is if you actually have it and not bluffing, either way there can only be hostilities between us.
(Y/n): pardon my language, but that's fucking stupid, yorlebog.
Demiurge: that is the way things must be.
(Y/n): worth a shot, either way your going to either die at my hands or cower away to bleed somewhere else.
Blade shining you sheathe it twisting locking it to the scabbard transforming it into it's Greatsword form resting the heap of metal on your shoulder the etchings on the scabbard shining in the light
Demiurge: that...would be inconvenient, do permit me to put up a bit of resistance.
(Y/n): [Wings of Mercury]...
You whisper the words Demiurge's claws barely reformed when you already cut through these new set forcing him back forced to deflect your swings with his tail
Evileye: incredible...
She looked entranced of your elegant swordplay swinging what most required two hands with one effortlessly, your strikes exceeding all warriors she has ever gaze upon in combat one
A warrior who could cleanse the world of it's darkness and it's evil with one swing, and this Noble Warrior came to her aid like a knight saving the princess in the stories in the songs of bards...his princess
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