Blade of Light;; Mythica/Nyx

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She had this habit of traveling around these days in what appeared to be a rather aimless manner. At the moment, she felt rather lost as well, even if she geographically knew exactly where she was it was not where the girl really desired to be. No, she was not following the old habit that had lead to the birth of Fluffy, she was not denying herself internally, Nyx knew who she was now; The issue was if that bitch had removed all paths for her to achieve that. Knowing who you were, well that was a far cry from being able to actually be that person, and that was the issue this ghost had, so she traveled with Lux as a way of passing time until she could figure things out. Nyx desired to see the world through the new clearer lens she had been granted, instead of the self-fueled petty version of hatred, she hosted before. Plus, she could grow stronger if she took the long way back to his side! While she desperately wanted to find herself beside Chaoris in battle once more, she knew everything Fluffy had done using that shared name were heresy towards him, and that even if he forgave her because he knew they had not been committed by her, forgiving her for losing her body was another matter. Nyx was honestly expecting nothing less than some sort of fight to prove herself somewhere, and it would be even more shameful if she rushed into that before she was fully recovered and capable of manifesting her magic outside the between once more.

Wandering was no big deal, especially given it let her met all sorts of interesting people as well, the sorts of existences she could not have enjoyed the company of before. "Hello." the ghost materialized 'sitting' her still largely transparent form on a branch above someone she had found. Whenever Nyx found someone interesting, she just approached them now, and she found the girl with pigtails interesting. "I'm Minx. Who are you?" Of course, she was lying about her name as her head tilted taking in the nicely dressed girl, noting everything about the appearance of the person. Nyx still had living family, a mother who made an honest days living and the dark guild master did not want her evils to go haunt the woman, so she would use an alias, her most recent one being Minx since the Fluffy one was 'tarnished' at this point.

Mythica seemed to have had a habit of getting herself lost. Not that she usually had anywhere in particular she wanted to go these days, but still. Knowing where you were was still useful knowledge. Knowledge Mythica apparently lacked. That wasn't fun. The girl wandered aimlessly down the forest pathway, humming a playful tune to herself as she gazed at the wonder around her. Wherever she was, it was quite beautiful. She liked to admire the subtle nature of things around her when she was alone.. Which was more often than not the case for the time wizard. She didn't exactly have any 'friends' nor did she really want any. Nobody in this world that she had met proved to be that interesting to her... Well, save for Mura of course. She found her thoughts often trailing towards the young samurai she had met not too long ago. How she loved him... Or, maybe not LOVE but she did indeed like him... Maybe a little *too much*. Shame that despite her liking for the boy, he did not share any of the same views as her. She'd change his mind. She had too. She would.

Mythica's thoughts were broken however when a voice called out to her from nearby. The girl glance upwards towards the direction the voice had come from with a curious glance and a raised eyebrow. Her yellow clock eye pulsing with the promise of excitement. Mythica was surprised to see what appeared to be a ghost! If the transparent appearance gave anything away. She introduced herself as Minx. Odd. She got the feeling something about this ghost was off... And Mythica was never wrong. Her face turned to a dark grin before she winked and waved up at the girl. "Heya there! I'm Myth!" She said with a smile that looked genuine, but truthfully it was impossible to tell with this girl. Normally Mythica would peer into any new encounters past with her golden clock eye, but she found it more entertaining when they were a mystery. Especially when they were as exotic as the woman before her. She wondered if she were an ACTUAL ghost, or a wizard using some sort of spell to make themselves look like that. Either way, Mythica was very eager to meet them.

"You lost?"

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Knowing one's actual location and not being lost could be two separate things sometimes. Nyx was very good at knowing where she was standing, but in terms of knowing where she was internally within herself and about herself, she was always a little bit lost. Recently? She had simply stopped looking for herself, finally exhausted and willing to drop the continuous fight to find any greater meaning or direction except for what she had already discovered. Many claimed that when someone stopped looking even while they still felt lost, they were defeated, she didn't think as much, the fact she no longer needed to know was her victory.

Minx smirked slightly at the idea of the excitement coming from the interesting looking woman beneath her on the ground, placing her head in her hands and tilting it to the side slightly. "Nah, the only people who are truly lost are those looking for who they are in the first place, I can't be bothered." if any revelations about herself and the world were going to strike her, she knew they would only come from Chaoris as only her god was truly capable of changing her at this point. "But hey, the lost aren't all that bad." she plucked a leaf from the tree and dropped it watching the flat object dance as it fell. A ghost able to interact with the solid world was a real sign of power, a strength that the strictly spiritual being's normally didn't possess. "But for me, I was just hanging around, maybe waiting for someone to pick a fight as sneakily attacking someone is dishonorable and that displeases him but battle pleases him." she chuckled a little bit, a slightly 'crazed' look on her face a distant expression when she spoke about 'him' a man that Myth may or may not have met yet, but certainly one day would, little to Minx's current knowledge.

A short distance from the two girls, this rather shady looking man was walking across the field concealed in a thick cloak, slowly approaching them, but they had a little bit before he reached them.

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For the moment she was entirely unaware of the cloaked figure approaching them, more focused on the other girl who had managed to pique her interest slightly. Nyx returned the attention Mythica was giving her as she spoke but took it beyond speaking instead paying intense attention to the dual eyed female even while she herself spoke or neither of them spoke. While she was literally just, in general, looking for someone to fight or maybe looking for her next massacre, the more she set her gaze on the black haired girl, she grew closer and closer to believing this chick might actually provide a decent battle compared to all the disappointment she had been met with recently in battle. At one time, any fight was enough for, she couldn't wait for the battle to end, but now whenever it ended quickly as it often did, well she got ticked off that her opponent had been so weak compared to her.

Listening to the other girl speak caused an intense smile to break across her face, eyes slipping further into that partly trance looking appearance. "I never claimed I didn't take my own enjoyment in feeling bones crack beneath my grip and feeling the blood run down my body or in the pain of my own injuries." in fact she greatly enjoyed it, enjoying her bare hands over weapons and the only thing better than ripping the very life from someone was burning it away from them at the same time. However, at the moment she could not afford to use her flames. "He doesn't demand servitude, any bloodshed, skulls claimed or honorable battle fought is in name, even if one knows nothing of him." Nyx slung forward, her body falling forward until her knee's caught on the branch holding the ghost upside down her twisted smile now upside down head tilted to the side slightly. "Call me Minx in public." the female would hold a finger over her lips as if her name was a secret and if Myth dug further she would find the name 'Nyx Chaotica' was connected to another life as well, one where the woman before her was human and her mother was left behind in that life, someone for a vengeful soul to target if her name was common knowledge. "Only cowards hide behind another. I do not require him to fight, I take my own commands in battle, Chaoris simply set me free from the morals that once stopped my hand, thus I willing give my worship to my god." at one time, she had seen murder as an unforgivable act, seen her own desires as sick and twisted, but with his help she managed to accept the fact that she wasn't happy unless she had taken someone's life recently, felt the blood beneath her hand. Of course, these days it was less satisfying than normal because she was not made of flesh, it did not feel the same.

For a moment she looked sad remembering once more that she didn't know how the man she revered so much viewed her these days after the thing's that bitch had done under her former alias. While she still worshipped feverishly? The girl was actually very uncertain if her god still held any favor towards her after the cowardly acts another had committed in her name, still unwilling to face him directly, otherwise, she would have seen him again already. Chaoris didn't exactly hide where he was in such a way someone had trouble finding him if they were actively searching him out, plus she knew about Nightmare, she could just go there to find him, only she wasn't ready yet. "Huh?" as her brain wandered off she noted the movement of her conversation partner and looked in the same direction, also catching sight of the man walking towards them.

The ragged stranger didn't seem to care that when he arrived both girls seemed to have just calmed or maybe not even changed from looking certifiably insane. "You two, you look powerful." Nyx had to contain herself internally if only the man was aware he was talking to one of the master's of a dark guild and a wanted coming storm. She didn't know about Myth yet, but she knew that her power was above the man before her. "I have sensed a weapon of intense magical power in Sukai, how would the two of you like to go obtain it and bring it back to me, I'd pay you both generously" the man kept talking, but at this point Nyx was only looking at Myth, the female had no interest in taking this if the other girl wasn't. In fact, if the other girl wasn't going to take the job? The subtle tightening of Nyx's hand was an almost unnotable sign she would just kill the man instead. Having someone else do the dirty work was cowardly, the man was a cowards, and cowards shouldn't be suffered with life, they didn't deserve the reward and joy that came with suffering.

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Mud river optics noted the crossing of arms when it was done and the rise of an eyebrow. Nyx was enjoying the conversation more than some of the other ones she had lately. For example, this was much more fun than talking with those two fairly tail mages whom she quickly figured out would turn on her the second they learned she was of the dark alignment, luckily that job had ended before they could figure it out. Of course, she would have been just as happy to teach the two of them what the meaning of true strength was by beating them into bloody oblivion, only her instincts as a guild master truly kept her from provoking them that day. Honestly, she figured eventually if she encountered those two fairies again she would eventually end up turning on them for being cowards, but that was not for the current moment, at the present time she was enjoying meeting the woman in front of her. Apparently? She had been right in sensing they may be kindred spirits of sorts, more agreeable with each other than most others in the world. Unraveling the mystery around her was something the ghost still somewhat enjoyed doing even though she had stopped looking for the further meaning of her own existence, perfectly content in the twisted state she now existed. While Myth waited for lies? The other woman would just slowly have to learn that Nyx was never one much for the act of lying to other's, especially people who seemed to be woven from the fabric of the same torn makeshift quilt. If Nyx spoke something, it was often truly how she saw or believed things.

When Mythica spoke her opinion on the status of Chaoris being a god, the female briefly chuckled this delighted smile spreading across her face. The woman standing before her? Managed to quickly remind her of the day that gave her the most comfort in the time she had been spending apart from him because she believed she needed to be stronger before walking directly alongside him again. They had been facing disease ridden enemies on another world and right before, he had spoken to Lucie who rode into that battle upon her own back. Chaoris wasn't like most of the other gods, in fact, Nyx was fairly sure he hated almost every other god with the personality he had. "Hmm, I've seen that type, when I was human I didn't believe any gods existed, I didn't believe in many things, heck when I first met him I thought much the same as you." but all of that was nothing but a constraint wrapped around her by the life she led to keep her under the control of another, use her like a marionette against her own deepest desires. "You can view as you wish, it doesn't change who he is, and when you ever met him you will see what I mean when I say what Chaoris is can't be changed by something meager as someone's opinions." the female laughed, but it was clearly not at Mythica but rather her own fond reflection, brushing a narrow part of her brown hair back behind her transparent ear. This girl was indeed interesting, and certainly, this would not be the last time they met if they did not destroy each other this time. Nyx was already convinced, the path Myth walked would one day cross with her god, the other girl seemed prone to destruction which meant she was prone to bloodshed, which meant one day she would encounter chaoris even if it was brief. Normally when someone insulted the belief of another, the insulted party got upset. However, it was clear the faith held by Nyx was far more powerful than the belief of a priest or nun in their perfected god, for some reason whatever it was, anyone could clearly see the ghost's faith was unshakable.

The second Myth pulled that pistol on the man, a wicked smile grew across the ghost's mouth as she fell to her feet on the ground, her hands clapping together as if she was very pleased as if something had just been confirmed within her own head. However, what had settled within her mind may be a bit too abstract for the other to process at this moment.  She stepped forward, placing her hand on the man's face and dragging a finger down each of his eyelids in what was a very threatening manner if one knew what was going on in her head. If he somehow managed to dodge a bullet shot from Myth's gun, then Nyx would hunt him down and rip his skull from his head for cowardice. "You should answer her swiftly, I want blood and I don't really care where it comes from." she pulled her hand away, taking a step back clearly showing she wasn't going to steal the other girls kill if Mythica ended up deciding to take the mans life.

For the ragged stranger's credit? He didn't show much fear even when confronted by two women who were clearly psychopaths at the least. Yet, advanced or sensitive as the two of them were, the fear was there for them to detect and enjoy. "Or I show you the money only to have my head blown off and the money taken." he scoffed the comment out, holding open his palm for a second "I shall show you a portion, however, if you kill me, then you'll never know where the rest of it is." the man showed them a single sack filled with gems.

Nyx laughed slightly, walking so her back was pressed against Mythica's, leaning against her slightly with a chuckle. "If you still want him dead and you want the money as well, that can be arranged, I'm capable of reviving the dead under my will and he annoy,  me, of course, if you decide to go looking for that weapon, I'll come with too, it doesn't make a difference to me." she was going to kill that man if Mythica didn't anyways, eventually.

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Unlike Mythica who harbored no doubts about the existences of gods and such from the get-go? Nyx had been the sort of person who denounced they even existed at all for the majority of her life. Until her mind had been changed by one man, gods were nothing they didn't exist and anyone claiming to be one was insane while anyone worshipping one was just pitiful. Then unexpectedly thing's changed for her, everything changed and she had no one to trust in not even herself. At that agonizing point when she didn't even know if she was still alive even though her heartbeat when she had no idea what being alive even felt like, the very moment when the fact she believed in nothing almost destroyed her. That trying time, was when she met him, exhausted and angry at everything, especially gods who claimed to wield so much power but never did anything to even show anyone they held strength. Chaoris proved to be different from anyone else she encountered claiming to be a god and while he far from fixed everything for her, he gave her what she needed to fix herself. He was not the kind of God who fixed everyone's problems, who you could pray to and all of a sudden illness would be cured, but it was because of this she could believe in him! Under the path of his faith, she found that she was able to live for once and she didn't have to be afraid of her own gifts or anything else. Yet, she was still her own person, she gave him her faith, her worship, but he didn't take her life, soul, and heart, did not demand all of her in the way other gods did.

Nyx was not the kind to give sermons about Chaoris while he was the best of the gods in her opinion she was also well aware that he was not the kind of god whose worship was spread by word, only blood and battle could accomplish that, most talk was cheap. If someone was going to find their place beside her god? It would be in the midst of combat and only later would the individual realize that they had begun to walk beside him. "Even the best pretends eventually fall to human desire, need or fear. Destroy themselves in the end." the comment was enough to suggest it was something they would agree to disagree on. Mythica found it funny that she was so devoted, while Nyx found her own humor recalling that she used to be the same as the other girl before encountering him. Of course, the ghosts comment also suggested that she still refused to believe in pretty much any god or claimer that was not Chaoris.

The man's life was already over and he didn't even know it yet. Even if their client was blissfully unaware, the ghost could easily tell the desire to end his life boiling within Mythica, she had extensive experience sensing intentions or when death was to come after-all. The gun may have lowered in this very moment as the other heard they had the power required to run this at their pace, but she could still feel the claws of death closed in around the man waiting to cut him in half. Who killed him, in the end, would make no difference, the coward was going to die, she knew it and that was enough to calm her desire to murder him for now because in her eyes he was good as dead already. "I have told you all I know, the sword is in Sukai, I will wait nearby for the return of you two with the blade." he spoke, but at this she was ignoring him, the man held no more importance there was nothing he could do escape death at this point, it was so tangible on him and he was beyond a coward for being unable to tell he should be fighting right now instead of manipulating.

Moments later the man was gone, having left with the claws of death still only a hair from digging into him, Nyx's gaze on his back being filled with bloodthirst until he wasn't visible to them anymore. "If you don't shoot him when we get back, I'm ripping his skull out." the man believed he had the upper hand on them, but from Nyx's comment the other girl would be able to double her thought of the man being foolish, for he had crossed two women who just intended to kill him in the end. Although it seemed as if the ghost's style of slaughter was awfully close and personal compared to other spirits. "Do you have any way to teleport there?" the female asked the question, looking over at the other girl, clearly eager to get wherever they were going so she could begin the slaughter sooner. Even if she didn't get the final kill? Nyx was now sure her hands would feel blood today.

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Luckily for the two of them, ever since being rendered into her spiritual form the female had grown back into her strengths instead of treating them like a curse the way she did as a mortal human. One of the many gifts that she possessed? Was of psychic nature something close to what was described as clarvoyance or a third eye, but in reality was an extra set of senses that were much harder for science to understand properly. "Rest assured, I have my ways to make sure this goes quickly." the ghost grinned at her comment, sensing that her companion may be wondering how they were going to accomplish something when they had no idea what they were really chasing after or where it really was. Hopefully, her abilities would work correctly, during life she often slept or relaxed with her eyes closed to trigger them, but now it was harder as considering she was dead it didn't work in the simple ways it had when she was alive, plus she knew her abilities were a bit supercharged at the moment, unpredictable.

"It could take a few goes, my abilities are haywire due to how much stronger I've been growing, but it shouldn't take more than a few tries" with the comment the woman paced forward a few steps, whistling out somewhat loudly and extending her arm out in front of her as if offering the limb to something. The moment's ticked by and something glowing floated over, black tendrils wrapping around the transparent arm, at a glance it was very easy to tell it was some sort of flame contained within a lamp that could move. "Myth meet Lux, he is a living extension of my magic contained within the lantern to help him live more comfortably. Lux here is capable of teleporting to me wherever I may be most of the time and he can take someone else with him, so I can teleport to our destination and then he can teleport you a little while later. Does this sound good?" the female asked the question, smiling slightly as the lantern flew in circles around her. Minx's comments also suggested she was a fire mage of some sort, since something born of her magic was a living flame. "I'm a ghost so I can fade out of existence thinking that I want to be wherever we need to go and reappear around there, it should work well enough and once I reach there, Lux will latch and teleport." as she spoke of latching she lifted her arm to show his black ribbon-like arms wrapped around her slender limb, latched onto her.

Now, she just had to see if Mythica liked the plan, then they could get to work, then she could kill.

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She was just itching for blood at this point, the idea of challenging Mythica was pretty much at the forefront of her mind, it had been slightly over a week since she had felt the substance run over her hands. Attacking those giving even a temporary allegiance was unacceptable, the other girl had agreed to partake a mission with her, that was the only thing that kept Nyx's hand to herself instead of the limb attempting to dig into her ally's neck. The guild master could taste the blood now, the next slaughter was so close making her spiritual blood run hot again, the strain of containing the impulse clear in her muddy gaze. Yet, in spite of all the bloodlust clear in her, Mythica was right when she considered Nyx a creature of very little malice and of not aggression towards her. To the ghost? Battle was no different than any other hobby, it wasn't anything bad she felt no guilt nor did she use it to truly further herself, she just fought and what happened was what happened.

"Good, I'll see you there, when he knows I've found it Lux will teleport you." the ghost vanished from the time mages sight, letting her mind consider what they needed to find. Of course, as expected her 'clairvoyance' so to speak was a bit rusty, she had a bit of trouble at first since it required a mind be clear of all but what she sought and almost every fiber of her being wanted blood. After several minutes? She managed to keep her head clear enough that when she teleported the location looked probable, it wasn't some battlefield like her other attempts and it was clearly on the right general local. "Lux." she whistled for her companion, in spite knowing she did not have to since he was very much part of her, they lived together and when she died so to would he as his life was bore and sustained by her magic.

Back with Mythica the lamp seemed passive for a good few minutes, just floating there bobbing in midair, in a split second, that changed. Lux spurred to life, waving his arms as he swiftly flew over to Mythica and wrapped his black tendrils around her slender arm his flame growing larger as the world around them suddenly changed. Instead of that forest, the time mage would find herself in a lab a few steps behind Nyx, just in time.

Upon arriving the time mage would get a clear view of ten people standing tensely in front of Nyx, five of them held brooms providing hint they were janitors while the other five wore short lab coats showing they were likely apprentices at the lab. "You're Trespassing, You Have To Leave Or We'll Be Forced To Attack." even as they spoke the science-minded opponents trembled slightly clearly uncomfortable being around something that according to them didn't exist. "Talk Is Cheap!" she shouted the phrase as she rushed forward without even being attacked, the threat was enough to engage her, they clearly wanted to fight they were just cowards about it. "Threatening people like cowards, just fight me!" the ghost did something that could be considered unexpected as she spoke. Most tales of spirits depicted them acting in a way that was distance fighting or magical battle. Minx? just grabbed the nearest janitor his neck breaking beneath her grip as her leg came up and slammed the head of another into the ground crushing his skull, taking the broom from the one whose neck she had snapped and impaled the other three janitors on it. Honestly it did not appear she was even aware of Mythica behind her, she went right from the janitors to the apprentice who had rushed forward and pushed her against the wall unknowing he had nowhere near the strength to pin her. The poor man? Found her arm sticking out of his back within seconds as her foot pushed him back opening her way to charge at the remaining four. No weapons, no magic, Nyx just kept going without even waiting for her comrade, slamming two heads together and kicking both men into the nearby wall ending their life, leaving two men that turned their back to flee. The attempt to save their lives? Resulted in their ending being quicker and more painful then the other's at Nyx's finger pointing at them, Lux threw two fireballs that quickly consumed the two men leaving them screaming and withering as they slowly burned to death in the spiritual flame.

"I think we're in the right place." So apparently she did know Mythica was there, as she turned to regard the time mage after admiring the blood on her hand for a second.

Mythica stood her ground as the woman before her told her that she would see her there. Not knowing exactly how this was going to work out, she raised her eyebrow curiously as Nyx seemingly vanished right before the time wizard's eyes. But she did leave the being known only as Lux behind. She stared at it for a moment before it quickly wrapped itself around Mythica's arm. She did not fight it, sensing it had no hostile intentions. Instead she let do its thing, and felt the magic begin to circulate. It may have been an uncomfortable feeling, having this odd tentacle snaking around her arm, but Mythica had been in worse situations before. Something that she had gotten more used to overtime when meeting strange people among her travels. THey never ceased to surprise Mythica, even if she could see their immediate future.

The lamp lit up brilliantly for a moment, causing Mythica to squint slightly before the world around her changed rapidly. One moment she had been standing alone in the empty forest path, and the next she appeared to be in some sort of research lab? Mythica could only assume this lab was used by whoever owned what they had been looking for. She appeared a few feet behind Nyx, and watched the woman quickly cut a bloody swath through the poor souls who had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was interesting to see her fight. She was sloppy, yet efficient at the same time. She obviously did not care about making a mess, as blood splattered the floor and walls, and even onto Mythica's dress. The entire time she just stood perfectly still in the shadows, admiring the scene as the yells and screams of Nyx's victims filled the room. Her eye pulsing slowly in the darkness, lighting the area around her. Nyx continued to surprise her when she chose to apparently not use any magic in this battle. Interesting. Mythica herself rarely fought anyone without her magic, because frankly, her body was quite frail and somewhat weak without it. She was only human after all. At least that's what she wanted to believe. Despite her Inugami lineage, she chose to believe she was nothing special without her magic. It made using it easier. That, and she actively avoided using anything about her lineage. She had no idea if it gave her faster reflexes or enhanced strength. All she knew is that when she tasted blood, her memories vanished and she'd wake up some time later half naked and covered in the remains of anyone who got in her way. While that would normally sound like something Mythica didn't have much of a problem with, her mind felt twisted and scattered, and she would have immense headaches afterwards. Not something she was keen on reliving.

As Nyx finished off the last of the scientists in the room, Mythica simply chuckled. "Nice work. I've seen few wizards capable of killing as many men as you did without the use of magic. In that amount of time, anyways." She said honestly as she stepped out of the shadows. The surprises kept coming, and it was quite exciting. Now Mythica had her suspicions beforehand, but this display Nyx pulled off confirmed them. While it was obvious Nyx wasn't exactly human, Mythica suspected she hadn't been in life either. (This was of course assuming Nyx's ghostly appearance was in fact because she had died.) Mythica had encountered the ghosts of humans before, but almost none were capable of feats that Nyx pulled off. Of course, this was just speculation, and before she delved too deep into the mystery that was this other woman, Mythica wanted to observe her more, and find out for herself what exactly she was.

Before anything else could be said, there was a loud banging at the door. Behind it were several muffled yells. Security no doubt. They hadn't exactly entered the grounds secretly after all. Mythica turned lazily to the door and then looked back at Nyx, winking with a chuckle before her two weapons had flashed into her palms. The flintlock pistol Nyx had seen before, and the musket that came with the set. Mythica's precognition kicked in and she foresaw several armed men behind the door, about 7, preparing to burst inside. She'd beat them to it. With one deep breath, Mythica closed her eyes. After a moment, she instantly opened both, her golden clock eye shining brilliantly and suddenly a yellow magic seal appeared in the air behind her! It depicted a clock face, and essence of its magic spread across the room! And with one burst of yellow magic, Mythica shot forwards at insanely fast speeds! It didn't appear as though she was a fast runner though. The flash was mere instant and it seemed as if she had jumped through time itself! Just as the men were about to break down the door, Mythica destroyed it first! The impact caused the large metal door to break off its hinges and instantly crush a poor soul who stood too close. The others were blown back several feet, all rolling and falling to the ground. Mythica stood atop the broken door, blood pooling out from underneath it staring at all of them with a wide grin. They quickly got to their feet and one gave the order to open fire. They did as instructed, all releasing a flurry of bullets at Mythica... But before a single one got near her, she vanished. The girl appeared again instantly behind one of the guards, the flintlock at the back of his neck. One push of the trigger and a magical projectile tore straight through his flesh and out the other side! He choked on his own blood as he tried to hold his neck. Before he could even fall to the ground, Mythica delivered a hard kick in the back, making him flying on the ground as she spun around to greet the other men. Still confused as to how she had gotten to their position so quickly, they hesitated... Their mistake. A bright light began to glow behind two of them. As they turned to see the source two long black metal clock hands spun around them! The light was a floating clock face which had extended its hands into long, terrifying tendrils! The two were pulled back instantly as the clock incapacitated them! Finally one man charged straight for her with the back of his weapon, attempting to hit her with it! Mythica sidestepped, and forced the weapon on the ground before kneeing him hard in the face! He stumbled backwards screaming as she had broken his nose, and Mythica simply held out her pistol and shot at his chest. However, her bullet did no damage. He looked at her with a confused expression to see her still smiling, and then he noticed a light. He looked downwards to see a magic seal on him that looked like a the signature clock face Mythica's magic tended to use often. Although this one was moving... It was counting down? Before he even had another chance to react, One of the clock hands darted towards the guard and slammed into his side, causing him to go flailing through the air straight into the crowd of his buddies. They stared at him in confusion as they looked at his chest. And when the second hand on the seal struck 12, it flashed, and then exploded. Instantly all 4 of them cried out and then went silent...

The entire room went silent for that matter. Mythica stood still, hoisting her musket over her shoulder and gave a cocky grin towards the scene. Behind her the clock tendrils quickly squeezed. With muffled yells, the two guards struggled quickly, but then went still. The clock face then vanished into the air and the two slumped to the ground, their bodies twisted and contorted as blood trickled from the cracks of their armor. "We must be in the right spot. They really don't want us to be here." She chuckled towards her ghostly companion.

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She felt amazing, the blood within her spiritual veins flowing as if it was a burning fire, reminding her that she had magic she could use but to the female, it wasn't really worth it, using her magic prior to necessity just took all the honor out of it. "I could have used magic." she chuckled the comment out, looking at the blood dripping down her hand, seeming to be 'pacified' compared to the bloodlust that had been evident on her earlier. "But mine is torturous and in terms of reaching a quick kill count, some of it is much less efficient." it was a lot harder for someone to dodge one's hand around their neck compared to jumping out of the way of a fireball and even if that fireball struck, it could take minutes for someone to burn away. If she was going to spend her time fighting with the 'full' blaze she could muster? It would be someone that proved they could stand up to her without her magic first. Plus, she just liked shedding the blood it was kind of like natural instinct at this point. "I could send them to death faster, but the death itself would take longer and there wouldn't be much blood." with this comment she yanked the broom from the chest of the dead, making up her mind she may be able to use it later.

With a slight smirk, the female stood there watching as Mythica rushed forward towards the next batch of opponents that came down upon them, foolishly thinking there was some way they could win the fight. Nyx hadn't seen the other girl in action yet, but she had a good habit of 'feeling' out things about other's and she suspected that the ebony haired female was at home within combat. Observing, the ghost saw that much of her suspicion was correct, the twin-tailed girl was nothing to be laughed at within battle, someone that could be an efficient and worthwhile being to stand beside in combat. "Not bad." as she had stood there watching? The ghost had taken to twirling the broom around by her finger's the ease she handled it with suggesting that prior to learning whatever she learned that caused her to be so good at slaughter she may have good at more normal things like cleaning or baton twirling.

Mythica was likely right, the fact they seemed very unwelcomed was likely one clear pointer they had found the right location. "We should be, things hopefully shall be simple as continuing onwards until we find something besides another kill." accompanied by this comment? Was a leap towards her ally, which some could easily mistake for an attack towards the clock eyed girl. However, within seconds blood would splatter as someone rounded the corner swiftly impaling their eye upon the end of the broomstick she had struck out over the other girl's shoulder. Nyx swung the broom towards the wall with her arms taking the impaled with the movement slamming him into the wall ending his life and yanking the broom from his bleeding socket. "So let's make it a good fight. Shall we?" with that comment she gestured towards the hallway breaths before more opponents filled their line of sight. Nyx looked to the side with a subtle smile, eyes sparkling for a second before the girl rushed forward first swinging the broom to trip up someone so she could ram her knee them and then lift her foot to bring it down on their head crushing their life beneath her.

For the moment? She chose to let Myth 'get her back' deciding that even though she knew full well the face of madness that this time it would be alright as they both had bigger things they were focused on. Thus the ghost didn't worry much about 'getting in the way' as she continued to fight since Myth did have guns for weapons the girl should be at least a decent enough shot to avoid hitting someone currently benefitting her in combat. "Hopefully we find something more challenging then these guys eventually, I have the feeling if every time we meet, we end up having this easy of kills we'll just grow tired of it and turn to each other for a better fight." the comment came as another janitor fell like some fly to her ripping his arm off. With the clear love for fighting the two of them had, the ghost didn't really have much doubt that if they encountered each other too many times in the future and found this simplistic of a killing ground, they would eventually just turn to each other for a better experience. Mythica looked as if she lived for that exertainment and Nyx knew herself to almost be an addict for having her strength challanged.

As Mythica finished showing off, Nyx would compliment her, similarly to how Mythica had done to the ghost only a few moments before when her killing spree rampaged across the previous room. Not that she wasn't expecting it. Mythica was fairly cocky, although most of the time her constant smile was more mistaken for pure insanity. While that was only half the reason for her cheerful demeanor, she did truly think that these people in their way posed little threat for either of the sadistic woman. Especially when they had a motive. Or at least when Mythica did, anyways. Despite learning a lot about Nyx, there was still a lot of mystery in her eyes. Mythica didn't quite know who or what she was exactly, and what drove her to become so blood hungry in the first place. As for Mythica, it was a simple matter. Sure she enjoyed it, but it went beyond that. The more blood spilled, the closer the gates of the end would approach. Sure the end would come eventually, but Mythica planned on using her special magic accidentally given to her by a group of cultists to speed things up a little. And that required the death of many. The way they died, however, that was entirely up to Mythica. And she'd abuse that fact like there was no tomorrow. Because one of these days, that would be the case.

Not long after that, Nyx concurred with Mythica's statement about the two of them being situated in the right spot. Not only was this place under heavy guard, but many scientists worked here as well. Which gave the impression they were protecting something they had created. Or maybe researching. Either way, the security alone made the point clear to Mythica that they weren't supposed to get their hands on whatever it was they were so determined to protect. Not that that fact really mattered though, determination was useless in the hands of the powerless. Compared to these two woman, the guards had no hope of fulfilling their duties. However close they think they got. Mythica sensed something nearby, but Nyx caught on instantly. The ghost rushed the woman and quickly stabbed someone in the head behind the clock eyed maiden. She simply arched an eyebrow and turned her gaze to see the apparent attacker, bleeding intensely out of the hole in his head. Nyx then swung him around against the wall. The impact ended his hopeful life within an instant. "They must be pretty dumb to think courage can get them anywhere." She laughed, admiring the body as it sunk to the ground, leaving a painting of red on the wall behind it. Nyx then gestured to the hallway and Mythica took a look with her hand on her hip and musket resting on her shoulder. Another group of guards. How unfortunate for them. They walked towards death with open arms.

Nyx didn't hesitate to begin the fight, knowing none of these men were wizards, and posed no threat. They were nothing but fodder for Nyx, and Mythica's target practice. The clock eyed girl didn't even waste any magic energy summoning her pistol, she instead chose to only use her musket to take out these fools. Taking a knee, she aimed and fired multiple shots at the men. Nyx had taken down many, and Mythica's bullets flew through the air as they were completely distracted by the woman tearing them apart with melee attacks to notice the ranged fighter. One by one, they dropped like lifeless dolls with every shot shattering through their skulls. Their gore splattering across the floor and walls. None could even afford to try and stop Mythica, even if they had noticed her while they were preoccupied either defending against Nyx or trying to get away from her. Of course Mythica made sure to stop any guards who felt a little too discouraged to fight. She didn't see any reason why she couldn't make it more fun for Nyx, either, so she was sure to hit them in the legs leaving them completely helpless at Nyx's mercy.

After the fight, the people in this building finally understood there was no more point in trying to fight these two woman. Soon the alarms went off, flashing loudly with red lights and the sound of heavy doors in the hallway began to close. She chuckled. "They honestly think a few metal doors are going to save em? Let's educate them."

"Cmon! We don't got much time! They're coming!" The scientists rushed into their bunker as the alarms continued to go off. By now, Mythica had taken the liberty of cutting the power. The only light came in brief flashes from the red alarm lights as they lit up the hallways in constant intervals. The massive doors to the research bunker began to close as more scientists came running towards it. "W- WAIT! HOLD IT YOU IDIOTS!" Their companions already inside ignored their request, the doors closing completely and locking. The men trapped outside banged constantly on the window, screaming at their comrades to open it. THe room fell silent as they watched their companions try desperately to open. The alarms continued to blare and soon, silence...

They stopped yelling and the light outside the door had gone out. THey could see nothing from the window.. Until suddenly a yellow flash appeared and a body slammed against the glass, blood dragging from its broken back as it slid to the ground. Inside the scientists breathed heavily in fear, grabbing whatever they could find to use as weapons. Multiple flashes followed and heavy thumping was heard against the door before the quiet returned... And then the door blasted open! The heavy bunker door screeched as it exploded from its hinges backwards, slamming into multiple scientists and Mythica stood in the shadow of the doorway beside Nyx if she chose to appear. Mythica would say nothing, but grin in a terrifying manner...

Not long after, they room was quiet again as Mythica kicked over a body, looking it over before dismissing it and moving to the next. It hadn't taken long for the two of them to clean up the rest of these useless men. They were scientists after all, not fighters. That is when something in particular caught her eye. A lamp lighting up a desk on the otherside of the room. There was one body lying over the desk, and Mythica strolled over pulling it off and letting the dead man slump to the ground. That's when she found it. A map. It detailed many surrounding islands. And an energy source. THis could've been the weapon they were sent to obtain. It appeared as if these scientists had yet to find what they had been looking for either. While most would've hoped that their job would be over now, Mythica didn't mind. She had been expecting to find the weapon here, but she had no problem extending the search. Now that she knew whatever it was, getting their apparently wasn't easy. It was exciting. She turned to Nyx and smiled, showing her the blood stained map.

"Seems we have a heading."

WC Completed. 30/30 Killed.