14 The Vault of the Souls (1/2)
The fact that someone was still alive after seeing all of them was a baffling fact for the group following Leilade. It was not in their nature to always slaughter everyone and leave no witnesses, except for Ymir, but in this case and in a hostile world, this caused nearly all of them to frown. And as always, the more talkative broke the silence after a few minutes of walk.
”Empress, without disrespecting you but … Is it really fine to let this human alive?”
The succubus had regained a bit of her former glory and her hair was beginning to regrow. For now, only a small amount of red hair was visible and for her injuries, they were not as grave as before. She still looked like the victim of an important accident, not like a broken corpse standing. On everyone, the injuries of that space travel were still important and that small batch of corpses was clearly not enough to heal everything.
”Without disrespecting blablabla! Don't mistake that thing for mercy it was just the only thing to do. Otherwise, I would have suffered a headache for nothing. Those humans are truly risible, but I guess we were all like that at one point. Anyway, take those.”
The scathing voice of Leilade quickly extinguish all the thoughts of weakness inside the minds of her subordinates. For them it was a very good thing, none of them had the magical abilities to contact anyone beyond the atmosphere. And they were used to the character of their commander, so if she was to become soft, they would have a hard time dealing with it.
Soon, around everyone, a small blue ball was rotating in front of her head. Ymir and Kardel gritted their teeth at that sight, knowing what will happen. The moment those tiny balls entered their bodies, the intense pain came back, like when they first woke up. On the other hand, Davion and Meridiana just kneeled for a second. The rest of the group had to wait for the three armed demons and the duvodiad to stop crawling on the ground. This spell was the best way to transmit information between two beings, the only problem was that those without a huge proficiency in magic had to endure an indescribable pain.
Profiting of that short break, Leilade finally began to enter her soul, to seek everyone that managed to survive this ordeal. What appeared before she was the ruin of the citadel inside her mind, the one that she created and fortified during nearly nine hundred years. In front of the broken gate, she saw the soul of the Viscount, dressed in his bloodied and torn clothes. The same that he wore when they first encountered each other.
(Outlander, I really hope you have a lot to spare, the situation is dire. I didn't want to say that while you were leeching the life force of those humans, but we have a lot of casualties. Not counting all of those that didn't manage to reach you on Artosis, we only have less than a fifth of what we should have. The … guest is unconscious; I have no idea of the damage done to his spirit.)
The soul in front of her paused for a fraction of second before saying those last words. She knew far too well how important he was, but right now she couldn't even take care of herself.
(As for the rest, everyone is in deep slumber besides the grandmaster Agnil. He is squeaking like a pork that someone is roasting. He demands your presence immediately; shall I say that you are busy?)
”No, I will personally see who can be saved and who will be salvaged to save the other. As for the guest, keep an eye on him. He shouldn't die from something like that, I am even more certain that he could survive me dying.”
(Outlander.)
The spirit of the Viscount bowed before his mistress who quickly reached the residence of master Agnil. Even before entering it, she could already hear the loud shouts of the noisy dwarf. Even if that citadel was part of her soul and she had total control on it, she still let those ghosts do as they pleased since they were normally reasonable. However, after everything that happened, maybe she needed to harshen the regulations. Following that trail of thoughts, a huge smile appeared on the manifestation of her spirit.