Book 3: Chapter 59 (1/2)

The door the group entered led down a hall with a red carpet covering the floor. Suits of armor lined the walls, but they were covered in dust. At the end of the hall, there was another door. Tafel walked up to a suit of armor and kicked it over, making sure nothing was inside before walking past it.

“Huh?” Alice looked down and frowned at her hands. “Did we lose Diamant’s defense boost?”

Tafel, Alice, and Mr. Skelly turned their heads towards Vur. Three different-colored orbs of light, blue, green, and red, were floating in the air beside him. Vur stared at the group and smiled, his movements stiff. “Diamant was tired. There is no issue.”

Tafel narrowed her eyes at Vur. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. Perfect,” Vur said, nodding his head up and down like a machine. “Never been better. Why do you ask, dear wife?”

“Oh my god…,” Zilphy mumbled but not loudly enough for the group to hear.

Tafel scratched the back of her head. “I must be stressed and tired,” she said as she sighed and turned back around. She kicked over another set of armor, pointing her staff at the heap and confirmed it wasn’t moving before passing it by.

“No, Vur’s acting pretty abnormal,” Alice said and shook her head as she walked alongside the demon. A set of armor up ahead lunged at the two women before Tafel could kick it over, and Alice let out a short shriek before smashing it to bits with her shield. “God. I hate living armor.”

Tafel turned her head towards the armor walking behind them that happened to have a skeleton inside. “That’s ironic.”

“Alright, Vur,” Mr. Skelly said as he fell back from the group to match Vur’s pace. He slapped his armored hand against Vur’s back. “Tell me your troubles and I’ll give you answers.”

“I have no troubles, skeleton man,” Vur said. “None at all.”

Mr. Skelly stared at Vur. Vur wasn’t even looking at him, keeping his eyes locked on the back of Tafel and Alice as he marched after them with uniform steps.