Deathly Hollows

The pair of women quickly came to a sudden impact, both tightened their grips around each other. Miyaura was prepared to take most of the damage to protect Aisellia, whose head nestled in the cursed girl's chest. With a thud, the two came to a stopping impact, having crashed into something.

"Ow ow ow, What did we hit?"

Aisellia murmured, slowly opening her eyes, yet her sight was blocked. Her head rested on the middle of Miyaura's back. Using her hands she began to feel for the ground, her hand pressing onto something firm to lift herself. She began to lift her head , seeing her friend lying face down.

(Hm? This doesn't feel like the ground...it's getting...harder?)

Aisellia slightly firmed her grip, gently squeezing more onto it to support lifting her torso further. Sitting up, she could see Miyaura leaning forward. Suddenly the noble's head perked up, realizing now that they were on top someone's body, looking below her to see someone's legs lightly shuffling around under her weight. Slowly she turned to look at what her hand had been resting on. Her face turned a deep red before retracting her hands up to her face in shock and embarrassment.

"Mi-Miyaura it's a person!"

She looked at Miyaura whose rear end rested on top of the man's abdomen. Now returning to consciousness herself,

"Owie owie...Huh?"

Miyaura said before noticing that they were indeed on top of someone. Miyaura's large breasts completely smothered the man's face between them. The man's muffled voice could be heard from between, involuntarily causing Miyaura to let a slight whimper escape her. Her natural reaction to the vibrations and warmth against her skin.

"EH?!"

Was the only sound Aisellia could make, hearing and seeing such a reaction left her in a state of shock. Miyaura's face turned red like Aisellia's, yet it was pure rage coursing through her body.  Her cheeks puffed out filling with air in her mouth as she became visibly angry. Reactively her palms slammed against the ground beside his head while lifting her torso to remove the man's face from her chest. With a cruel scowl, she glared into the man's eyes.

"You touched them..."

She said using his stomach to sit still but it became apparent she used her position to hold the man in place, angrily raising one of her fists in preparation to strike the person with a powerful finishing blow.

"Nobody touches-?!"

Miyaura suddenly stopped. She had one hand firmly against the ground as she leaned over the man. Seeing him wearing a perverted grin on his face, her chest hanging just above his face, her breasts swaying before his eyes. To which Miyaura could clearly see were locked onto her breasts.

"You're...?!"

Shortening her sentence, the man lay wearing a grin on his face and spoke. His arms were already spread to the side resting against the ground and began closing his eyes faithfully.

"If this is the way I go, I'll die happy accepting its warm embrace. Drown me into-"

"...Paradise..." Miyaura said finishing the man's sentence for him, somehow instinctively knowing what word he would use to finish his statement.

"Hm?  You took the word right out of my mouth! Well, sadly those aren't the only things. Heh."

He said chuckling, his eyes finally moving from Miyaura's chest up to her eyes looking down on him. The woman remained silent, staring at the man blankly in disbelief.

Delivering a silent smile towards her, Miyaura visibly began to calm down, the tension in her expression and fist greatly loosening. Aisellia heard it as well, the two girls quickly got off him and back to their feet still looking rather embarrassed by his words. The stranger let out a deep sigh, appearing rather depressed while he lifted himself off the ground and back onto his own feet. Now standing the girls could get a clear look at the man with shoulder-length black hair and grey eyes.

Aisellia: "Shameless pervert..."

"I wouldn't say shameless, Would you like me to pretend I didn't like it? In my opinion, that would be pretty rude to pretend you two aren't as attractive as you are. Especially while I can see you in front of me don'tcha think?"

Miyaura listened to his words but she found herself lost in her own thoughts, having been staring the man down vigilantly before she noticed anything he said. She suddenly appeared rather shy. Her vision locked with his own, sheepishly looking up into his eyes. Without her knowledge, the curse markings on her body began to fade from her skin. This view caught not only the male's attention, but Aisellia's as well. Both looking over her body as the black marking began receding to a spot on her chest before it faded completely from view. The man's eyes reactively gleamed with interest, staring at her chest in her revealing attire. Seeing his eyes peruse her body, Miyaura shyly diverted her gaze. Almost immediately their view of each other was blocked. Both snapped out their trances for one another as Aisellia threw a cloak around Miyaura thus covering her body.

(I can feel it, is this energy coming from him? This ominous energy is huge, but it's not a relentless burst flowing from him like Leo's. It's...tamed somehow. Yet he looks like a normal person.)

The cursed girl's mind continued to race. Looking into his eyes once again, he seemed disappointed with Aisellia's actions. Disappointingly sighing as a result. Standing closely behind Miyaura, Aisellia glared intensely at him. Out of sight, Aisellia's hands and legs trembled in fear, clutching onto the back of Miyaura's cloak intensely. For all that she could assume, this man could be another threat to the two women. With a glance, it quickly became apparent to her that Miyaura was the calm one of them. Solving a puzzle in her mind.

(It's different but the energy coming from him feels a little...Familiar!  She thought before the memory she searched for had finally returned to her.

"Listen here, you weird pervert!"  Aisellia said sternly pointing her index finger at the male.

"Hey, you two are the ones who crashed into me! I recall I could call you the pervert here."

Aisellia became flustered, her hands moving to twiddle her fingers in front of herself, avoiding further eye contact with him.

Aisellia Rae: "T-that was just an accident! Anyway, this is not the time to be chatting! We have to escape!"

Miyaura: "You're at least as strong as a demon hunter right!? We weren't thrown lightly and you didn't look bothered at all by how hard we hit you!"

Aisellia's lips parted, allowing a gasp to escape her while her attention instantly shifted back to the male.

"W-what? Is it possible to fight against that? Can you two might be strong enough to defeat Leo together? I don't understand any of this but that's a good thing right?!"

Aisellia additionally questioned before he could even answer the first of four. Quickly looking at Miyaura for a response, yet it was the stranger who spoke instead.

Mysterious Man: "Uuuuh no."

Aisellia & Miyaura: "What?!"

Aisellia Rae: "I-I don't have any money with me right now but if you can help us and escort me back to my home I could pay you greatly!"

Aisellia offered passionately as she stepped from behind Miyuara at once.

Mysterious Man: "Nah, Fighting demons without injury isn't something as easy as you make it sound."

He said cautiously, his eyes suspiciously looking off to the side. The women both fell temporarily silent. This prompted his gaze to return to the girls, once again casually looking them over. The noble stood before his eyes, lightly covered in blood from the minor cuts on her face, arms, and legs. Her outfit endured a few tears but it still clung snugly to her body. However, his eyes spent most of their leisure around her chest. The construct of her top left an ample view of her breasts exposed to him, cradled and gently squished. Aisellia's arm rested against Miyaura whom she stood so close to, prompting his eyes to jump over onto Miyaura just as she pressed against Aisellia in return.

Under the opening of Miyaura's cloak, her form-fitting short dress clung to her body being supported by the stretched straps on her shoulders. The fabric gently strained from the volume of her breasts filling out and stretching a large portion of the dress. The fabric strained under the weight carried by the dress, leaving a large window of cleavage exposed to him. The dress itself reaching down to the extremities of her upper thighs.

Aisellia and Miyaura's thoughts prolonged their notice away from the man's visual adventure of their figures. Both women noticing his silence, their own eyes look to the stranger, watching his ocular movements. Together they leaned closer pleadingly to him. Watching his eyes move as each woman took a single step forward, simultaneously alerted them to what held his attention but also revealed where his interests lied to Aisellia. The two women found themselves suddenly embarrassed. Seeing the man's boldness knowing the women were clearly watching him yet his gaze was unusually casual for Aisellia. Feeling he was simply bold rather than creepy, at least compared to those she had dealt with in her life inside the capital of Freya. Aisellia quickly lifted her left arm and retreated a half step. Her forearm pressed into her breasts, unintentionally squishing them in an attempt to timidly block them from his sight. However, it only caused her flesh to swell within her top, their soft shapes gently spilling over the edges of her shirt. Aisellia sheepishly turned her face away from him and shyly brushed the side locks of her hair behind her ear, allowing her Cyan-colored eyes to peer from the side embarrassingly into his eyes.

Unlike her counterpart, Miyaura did not retreat in her step. Having noticed his ogling of her body Miyaura's hand instinctively raised to the base of her neck as she took a step closer to him. With her hand resting gently against her neck, her forearm nestled its way between her breasts leading them to naturally envelope around her arm. Having taken notice of how he watched her body move, her shade of blush rapidly deepened to a burning red. With a great sense of lust present in the mans eyes, Miyaura physically and mentally welcomed it In contrast to the noblewoman. Seeing his eyes follow her breasts Miyaura nervously lowered her arms and brought her hands together, interlocking her fingers in front of herself thus forming a V with her arms. His eyes widened with intrigue from the results of her gifting gesture. The woman's large breasts being squeezed together between her arms. Miyaura's violet eyes looked up into his as he did to her body as she stepped closer and closer. Miyaura leaned forward. Her breasts squished against one another, the entirety of their volume shifting and swaying, stretching the dress fabric and greatly straining the straps on her shoulders as she purposely leaned just a little more forward. Miyaura's leaning caused her breasts to begin spilling over edges to the dress yet  her attire fitted to her form tight enough that nothing proved able to fall out.

It was clear to him and her that the fabric of her dress were being strained to its limit. Her large bust squished together avoiding spilling from the confines of her dress as he breasts hung from the woman leaning forward.

"I..."

He mustered the ability to say, his eyes now casually bouncing between each of their beautiful eyes. Before they realized it, both women gently smiled being under his gaze, Miyaura attempting to enthrall the man intentionally using her body. Easily becoming a victim to their physical charms even during the situation they were in. Although both felt embarrassed by their appearances and more so under the man's enjoyment of seeing their exposed bodies. A few seconds of silent eye contact passed before the man let out a defeated sigh. Instinctively Aisellia approached the two until she was once again side by side with Miyaura. Being an intelligent woman even amongst her high society peers Aisellia could only acknowledge Miyaura's tactics were indeed working. Although she could not bring herself to be as bold as her new friend, Aisellia wrestled with her hesitation and simply averted her gaze to help her cope with his view of her body. Ultimately deciding it was worth the chance considering her life was in danger.

"Getting to hang around you two longer definitely sounds more than just pleasant. Hm, If you want to negotiate my help..."

The stranger began. With a pause in his sentence the man's eyes unable to help but to ogle their figures once again before tracing their bodies back up to their eyes. A silly grin formed on his lips.

"I'd much rather-"

The man's sentence was suddenly cut short. The male was snatched away from their immediate sight within a fraction of a second before their very eyes. A flying spear cut through the air at extreme velocities from within the darkest depths of the caves entrance. Piercing well through the stranger's torso, its blade fully impaled his chest, protruding from his back, and quickly snatching backward him off his feet several meters away from where he formerly stood. Gradually the spear was weighed down by his body, plunging into the ground and coming to an immediate halt. The man's body held suspended above the ground by the polearm portion of the spear. The expressions on both girls' faces only told how quickly all hope had left them as they now witnessed the man's body covering the spear in blood. Suddenly Miyaura began turning in order to look behind herself only to see Leo approaching closely behind her at high speed but it was already too late for her reaction. Leo delivered a heavy downward punch to Miyaura's head, sending the cursed girl head first into the ground, cracking the hard surface with enough force to cause her body to bounce off the hard ground and send her aggressively tumbling further across the ground, sliding to a stop in front of the impaled stranger.

Turning all too late, by the time Aisellia had turned to face her, Miyaura had already been sent flying, seeing Leo land where she formerly stood. It all transpired faster than she could keep up with mentally, emotionally, and physically. Her fear-stricken eyes focused on Leo, unable to move, Aisellia was paralyzed by complete fear.

Mysterious Voice: "You must watch your blindsides Aisellia."

Aisellia Rae: (That voice! It can't-)

Fully moving her eyes, Aisellia's vision was blocked by something white, looking up, she could see the face of Priest Leon. The Temple official that supervised them on their journey here, standing before her, his eyes were now a demonic red. The priest placed his hand against Aisellia's stomach while she was frozen in fear.

What looked similar to a gentle push from the priest lifted Aisellia easily launching her off her feet into mid-air and sending her tumbling back along the ground as well, stopping next to the impaled man and Miyaura. The two girls being damaged by the attacks struggled to lift their heads from the ground. Miyaura however managed to sit herself up, seeing Aisellia squirming on the ground in holding her stomach in pain right beside her, coughing up saliva in the process of unintelligible screams of agony.

"Aisellia! No! This can't happen again!"

Miyaura screamed, tears immediately blurring her vision seeing the pain-ridden Aisellia and the man still held suspended in the air impaled by the spear. Miyaura looked back to see Leo and the priest slowly walking their way toward the group. Miyaura shuffled on her hands and knees scurrying fearfully across the ground, making her way over to Aisellia, hastily cuddling her into her lap.

"No no no no! Aisellia! I...I...When we were dreaming together, you could only see what happened to me but I could also see your past too. It felt like I was always right next to you for a long time in your life..."

Miyaura gently brushed her hand against Aisellia's cheek, A peaceful gesture that relaxed the noble, easing her enough to stop writhing in pain while she rested in Miyaura's embrace. To the priests eyes a faint violet colored aura radiated along Miyaura's skin. This energy passed into Aisellia at the touch of the cursed girl.

"You've been through enough. I saw more of your memories than you could see of mine. I'm a weird, clumsy girl who looked forward to being around you. I'm so tired of watching people die around me! So much I feel like throwing up! You don't deserve this...Please! I'm sorry Aisellia!"

The girl screamed shutting her eyes tightly as she cried. Suddenly Aisellia's hand cupped Miyaura's cheek, Miyaura being surprised quickly opened her eyes already looking down at Aisellia, seeing a faint pained smile on her face.

"Eileen was right. I already absolutely enjoyed having you as a friend. She said you could be clumsy or an airhead but none of this is your fault. You're kind of like me. Wanting your opportunity to live the best life you could, the way you wanted to your entire life. The desire of enjoying happiness with people who'll understand you and love you for all that you are. It's strange. Even realizing all this...I'm scared...I don't want to die...I'm...I'm so fucking scared!!"

Aisellia finished saying, her cracking voice fighting to speak through her tears which flowed more heavily the longer she saw the sadness in Miyaura's eyes Aisellia's hands trembling on Miyaura's cheek.

"How pitifully sad."  The priest proclaimed loudly. Miyaura's eyes shifted towards Leo and the priest with a vicious glare.

"Fools...I'll do you a favor Aisellia, I'll end the lives of you and your new friends as quickly as I ended Dan's. Consider it a gift. You won't suffer a prolonged death like the others."

The priest stood short distance away but his words were heard clearly as he extended a hand towards the women. Miyaura angrily bit her bottom lip. Suddenly feeling a heavy pressure push down on her shoulders as if gravity itself became far more dense.

(There's no way to deny...he's the demon that attacked us back then. This demons energy is pouring from that priest. They're sharing his body!)

"Leonel, if you wouldn't mind. You can kill them or keep them for your satisfaction."  The priest suggested to the demon boy. Leo nodded in agreement, moving towards the women. Miyaura looked at Aisellia, then back to the impaled man, fear-stricken by the realization everything was over for her and Aisellia at this very moment.

(I...He's lost so much blood...}

A heavy step from Leo snapped Miyaura's attention back to him, seeing the young man running at them at a full sprint. Miyaura's head quickly turned back to the impaled man. Her face revealing just how mortified she was by what was to come and all that had transpired in only a short time. In that instant she almost froze. The rush of emotions and stress triggered a memory in her mind. She stared at the man's corpse with tears flooding from her eyes, in what sounds were left of her to muster; her cracking voice was barely audible when she attempted to speak.

"H-hey. I'm happy we could actually meet again. With help, I've been able to live...I've still only thought about wanting to keep my promise. Maybe I'm still just too weak. I-I wanted to give you my heart...but...but...it all hurts so much right now...I-I can't take any more hurt...I feel trapped!"

Clutching Aisellia deep into her bosom as she forcefully shut her eyes, Miyaura screamed out loud. Unable to contain her well of emotions.

"JUST PLEASE DON'T LET HER DIE!!"

Aisellia's exposed eye opened wide. Facing upward toward the sky above, she saw Leo right above them with his clawed hand already drawn back and ready to slaughter both women from above. Just as quickly as Leo entered her sights, the stranger who had been impaled entered her vision right above them as well. Leo's eyes having been locked with Aisellia's, apparently to her, he was completely unable to see the man coming, being swiftly snatched out of the air. The stranger's fist sank into and simultaneously deformed the demon boy's head as it warped around his fist, completely redirecting the young man back toward the priest in less than a second.

Immediately as Leo's body forcefully left the man's fist, in that brief second, Leo's limited vision allowed him to see the male assaulting him. His medium length black hair fluttered, partially covering one of his eyes yet a twisted devil-like smile stretched across his face from ear to ear. Leo's eyes grew wide with merciless fright. A massive visage of the stranger's energy, ominous in quantity and shape. 

(That can't be a demon! It's a nightmare of death!)

The sheer force of the hit left Leo's upper body obliterated by the explosive force behind the attack. Following through and landing one foot, It was then the spear that formerly impaled him could be seen in his other hand.  Within the same step the stranger launched the weapon forward at an extraordinary speed. The priests eyes locked onto it the second it entered his vision unsuspectedly after Leo was destroyed. The spears launch visibly warped the air along its travel path, causing the ground and objects around its immediate path to quake from the outlandish force of the throw. The eyes of the Priest snapped to focus on the spear which was suddenly sent back at him.. His eye-locking onto it the second it entered his vision unsuspectedly after Leo was destroyed.