They were here now, in the realm of the demons on the world of Akuma thanks to her key - but more precisely they had found themselves exactly where they needed to be for the start of this 'adventure'. As if in awe, Kit examined the ruined tatters of what had once been a thriving village at once point, taking in the carnage of what once was and kneeling down to scoop up the dry soil as it slipped through his fingers. There was a story to tell about this place and why Luna had chosen the grounds as their entrance, something dealing with her dark upbringing. Luna could envision the memory as if it had all happened yesterday. Both a strength and a weakness for her, as she never really forgot the horrors that had occurred to her. It was all her fault that the village had been erased, and perhaps the most ironic part? Her sin was just living...
"Yes... I caused the destruction here, Irithiel destroyed my home because I lived. I never understood why I was treated as such a sin, but now I believe I know. My very existence was a sin, as I am the child of a taboo relationship between a Demon and an Angel. If that wasn't enough, my demon father isn't even my real father."[/i] Luna snorted, a vile taste filling the back of her throat as she spoke of her childhood and recent relevations. She certainly wasn't approving of her 'father', but now was hardly the time to air out her dirty laundry so that was that for now. Perhaps, another the two of them could talk more about the subject, however the beautiful woman had spoken all she would on the matter. She was here now, walking the path of light rather than of dark.
”this is your home. You know more ins and outs than I do. I could stay here and act as a beacon for the demons and draw them here clearing the way even more for you or we can go around the wave like you mentioned but there is one thing that I have to ask. Where will this Balor be located?“
Luna had already explored the area and knew it's ins and outs better than anyone in this realm to be truthful, having spent her childhood here for years before being forced to evacuate. She knew which possibility would be best for her, and knew that Kite could handle whatever came his way. "He will be at the forefront of the forces which will be coming to fight against you, so with that in mind it would be better to split ways for now. I'll traverse underground and find my foster-father. I have confidence that we will both reach our goals." Luna offered solemnly, taking to a slight curtsey before her feet carried her to the lips of the stone lid. Without much effort, she was able to squeeze under into the tunnel and replace the lid over top which made it look like a grave again instead of a secret entrance. The entrance was well-hidden and with Kite here, she was unlikely to be found out. Soundlessly, the foot steps drew Luna down the stairway cast in wood and down to the slim five-foot wide by ten-foot tall rectangular tunnels from smooth stone.
Traversing these tunnels was of no difficulty for the beautiful woman wizard, the tunnels themselves of simple made with burned out sconces here and there - the only light from the flickering flame of her lantern hanging at her belt. The tunnels curved here and there and eventually crossed every few yards with another tunnel, but she navigated it well enough without a map or compass, taking a right her or left there until the tunnels thickened out to 15ft in width. Here, sconces were mostly still lit to shed light on the contents. Tracks seemed fresh, no more than a few months old, too. Were there demons lurking in these tunnels, patrolling? did her foster-father know that Luna was coming for him? Questions which could not be answered simply - Luna would just have to progress and hope she didn't alarm her foster-father of her arrival from below. As it seemed, for the moment, that wouldn't happen. As she had reached the widest of the tunnel section, Luna took to flying through the tunnel - levitating due to her sky God Slayer magic most likely. This would serve to cut down the transit to a few minutes.
Pushing up the wooden trap-door and crawling through the small space, Luna found herself within the village that had become the headquarters for her foster-father. For Luna, it had become home until she had been rescued from this place. Now finding herself back, Luna silently pushed through the building until reaching the open door. with the provided cover, the wizard was easily able to find a point of cover close enough nearby - but that wasn't her approach this time. By now, the distraction was employed which would leave Luna mostly free reign of the place. Her father would be in his usual locale, but for now she decided to sow some discord. Targeting a group of barbed demons, Luna prepared her spell Thorn Bind Hostage to take control of them. As the vine shot out, each of them was captured and then sent against their wills to sow havoc.
how did they do this exactly? Well, they began to engage in armed dispute with a nearby group of horned demons, brandishing weapons thoughtlessly and charging the other demons. Watching the two groups of them drawing the attentions of the others, Luna used this moment to slip about un-noticed and into the manor at the end of the village. The villa was unguarded, and so offered no resistance until Luna came face to face with Irithiel himself in his study. "Well hello there Irithiel, i see you are plotting and planning as usual why don't I pay you some company? No? I Insist."
"Well well, the prodigal daughter returns. If you have any hopes to see your mother then I', afraid I must dash them - she doesn't want to see you. Maybe if you can prove yourself nothing more than a bastard... I'll tell you where you can find her yourself. Can you do that?" spoke the Incubus in a sardonic italian tone, baring fangs against the woman herself. Luna wasn't prepared to waste any time with Irithiel, and immediately released four winglet of black wind towards him in a sweeping motion - flying at him much like an arrow would and one finding purchase in his arm while the other three narrowly missed. The demon released a high roar, relinquishing a whip of flames and demonic hide. Irithiel quickly slammed across the face of the slayer, sending her barreling hard - smashing through the house with reckless abandon. As she pulled herself from the villa's wreckage, Luna stared back at the demon and prepared herself.
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