Protecting the Schism is my job! Mine! Mine! Mine!

Looking for him? So that’s why she was lingering here? It certainly didn’t seem like it was any matter of urgent importance, but why seek him out specifically? Something didn’t quite add up in his mind.

"I have yes, and while I do understand you have acquired a taste for our human food, I would highly appreciate if you didn’t steal from my people.” He scolded sternly, silently wondering just how he was supposed to punish a spirit for breaking a human law.

The king then breathed out a long frustrated sigh, not exactly shoving Muzet away, but simply stepping back for a bit of personal space.

Golden eyes blinked at her king as she was lost in a moment's thought. Was he angry with her? He most certainly wasn't happy but to go as far as to be angry... Musee couldn't be entirely sure. She cautiously retracted her hand from his shoulder and brought it to her cheek with a short laugh. "I am sorry- however, I do not understand. How can I properly pay for something when I have no money? How would one get some?"

An ear twitched and she sighed as she noticed him stepping away ever so subtly. She had nearly forgotten how he cherished his personal space. Although Musee typically held no regards for the wishes of other people, Gaius wasn't the typically human to Musee. She would follow his every wish and order without fail. There was nothing the great Spirit wouldn't do to appease the King.

Her reason to find Gaius had nearly gotten lost in the span of time between stealing an apple and now. The spirit paused- unsure of what to say- until it suddenly return to her!

Gaius was confident that she would come to understand in time so long as he remained firm in his guidance. He noticed her compliance as she switched from her artes to using her hair. It was something that still baffled him fighting with one’s hair but it proved effective for her at the very least so he had no complaints.

"That is true but we cannot pass blame of the actions of a group onto a whole," he acknowledged with a nod. "But to do so would make us no better from our opponents. It is easy to strike done whoever you please even the defenseless that cannot retaliate but it takes a stronger person to decide not to and stand back.”

The spirit might have asked one or two or those fluttering questions yet the subtlest of smiles graced the kin's lips. It floored her and she stared in a bit of surprise at the man. Soon the smile on her own face grew and the force of it made her eyes close.

"You are smiling!" She observed aloud but soon worried that he would stop since she had pointed it out so her hands flew to cover her mouth. "It is nice you should do so more often~!" Musee turned slightly to see someone jumping at her. Promptly slapping the person away with her hair, Musee turned back to Gaius. "Do not worry~ I will be more liberal with who I may kill."

Rarer were instances where the king investigated the matters himself, particularly without the accompaniment of his guard, but at this particular rumour did not involve any beasts, Richard left his knights to their other duties and set out towards the supposed anomaly. 

In all truth he had not been expecting to find anything at all, certainly not what he saw. It was as though someone had torn the very scene before him like a knife through paper, leaving a gash that bled a strange light. 

"What in all of Ephinea is this…?" 

The moment he approached it the light burst, and Richard instinctively raised his arms. The space around him darkened and he felt a lurch in his stomach. Invisible tendrils curled about his limbs, pulling him every which way and yet driving him forward further and further down a spiral that he could no longer keep his bearing. Torn between passing out and being ill, the king suddenly found himself lurching forward, landing with a jolt upon a solid surface of some descript.

He tried to lift himself but a wave of dizziness sent his head crashing back to the earth, an attempt at questioning where he was only escaping as a mumbled groan. What… what was that… and where… 

Eyes fluttered weakly open enough to see a shadow cast on unfamiliar ground. Who…? Adrenaline granted him little more movement, but he made a greater effort to try and sit up, one that was only half succeeding. 

Keeping a safe distance by rising up higher than the man, Musee peered down at him. She observed everything about him from his size, clothing, and overall appearance. The man was obviously not of this place and it was possible that he'd be from another world in its entirety. But Musee left that possibility set aside for the time being. She had been asked a question! It'd be rude not to answer.

"I am the Great Spirit Musee~" She answered in the same cheery tone she always held. "You are not familiar with this place, are you~?" The woman glided around the man to observe him from all angles while the rift behind him slowly closed. "And it seems you have no way of going home." Musee pointed out blandly with a short giggle.

It was quite the predicament for the man. Seeing as though he didn't exactly mean anything to the spirit, Musee found it hard to feel bad for him. To have a home that you couldn't return to right away was a feeling that Musee couldn't quite grasp. Her home was technically at the palace in Kanbalar where Gaius resided but could she really call that her true home?

Either way, Musee was a Great Spirit who still struggled to comprehend human emotions and the concept of empathy.Many times before she had been told to place herself in other people's shoes. In which case, Musee would steal the shoes from her friends and attempt to wear them. Most were too big for her so she wasn't all too fond of the idea. 

This storm’s a bit more severe than I thought it would be so I might stay off the computer for a little while. I’m kinda worried about my older brother. He’s at the mall right now and the alarms are going off, there are 60 mph winds, they’re being evacuated to the lower floor, and they’re not allowed to leave.

Ivar thought the moors had been oddly quiet. He had imagined that perhaps a stray bugbear got too close to a monster nest, or perhaps there was a travelling company of humans large enough to frighten them - but no, this was a silence he should have known far better than that. That was a silence he’d grown up learning to hear, even if there was certainly something different about it.

What would she be doing out here?

It’s too late to run. She sees him and his entire body locks up in terror. It’s a mad scramble to bow, he’s shaking so hard he can’t speak.

Slowly, she began to realize who this young man really was. The handmaiden of her sister... Although a name still refrained from began labeled to his face. Regardless, a small smile formed on the spirit's lips as per usual and she stared with gentle, golden eyes.

Something was wrong... Strange even. The spirit meant this man no harm yet it seemed that he harbored a certain amount of fear of the spirit. Even Musee- one who had difficulty understanding human emotions- could tell that he was wary of her presence.

protectoroftheschism

There was such an incredible amount of spyrix in Elympios that it was almost unthinkable. No matter how many they had destroyed thus far, it was like they haven’t even put a dent into it yet. How could they have gotten so reliant on a device that killed spirits? But Gaius would not stop until every last spyrix was destroyed - nothing meant more to him than the safety of his people.

While he slashed down the spyrix with his sword, Musee used her artes. Though, sometimes he thought she was a little too careless when throwing her artes around and thus he decided to lecture her a bit.

"You do not want them to die~?" Musee wondered aloud as she stared at the man. As difficult as it might be for her, the spirit would do her best to do as he asked. A single ball of gravitational energy exploded not far from them as Musee let it drop to the ground. That... That would be the last of her stronger attacks. She'd attempt to hold back from now on.

It was all so peculiar to the Great Spirit that the majority hurried away from her and into their homes. This was the lands of King Gaius... She thought that it was common knowledge that she was one of the strongest supporters of the King. Why would they be so afraid of her? Was it the amount of power that she had? Perhaps she would never know.

"Oh! Jude~!" Musee glanced down towards the street as she glided and came to an abrupt stop to greet him. She allowed herself to descend to his level on the ground before crossing her legs and sitting in the air as if some invisible chair supported her. "Scaring them~? How unfortunate..."

Smiling at her first statement, Sephiroth prepared to try and interfere with the orb as he spoke. "If so, then send him at once, my blade thirsts for a worthy adversary. I shall be sure to leave him a gift!" Sephiroth said in a confident tone, Before Sephiroth could act, the massive ball of energy was sent hurdling towards him. Sephiroth could feel the power in it, and it was more powerful then when it was originally  summoned. It made Sephiroth worry a bit, but it was nothing he couldn’t handle. Grasping Masamune, he took a mighty swing and the end result produced a shining blue blade that soared through the air like an eagle. but it was much more deadly than an eagle.

As the two projectiles collided, the result was no surprise. A massive explosion shook the earth and sky, a fireball that could be seen all the way from Sharilton, the entire kingdom was in utter chaos now, with citizens scattering all over the place, Back at the castle, Sephiroth stared at the fireball that lit up the area like a red sun. It was hot… Really hot! Yet Sephiroth was not deterred, he was actually impressed. Watching the fireball dissipate, he could only think about her power and her sudden attitude shift, from a defensive, to a bloodthirsty attitude.

"You may pack a punch, but I’ve seen it all now, and you can’t surprise me with those tricks anymore, but now it’s my turn…" He said as he looked at Musee with an evil glare. He pointed his sword upwards and a massive, black angel wing sprouted from his back.

"You will never touch my Lord Gaius!" The Great Spirit exclaimed. She was quickly becoming enraged at the man when she even thought about him facing against Gaius. While the King had a great chance at winning it was the possibility of him losing that had her reluctant to allow the two to meet. Musee was determined to push this man out before Gaius had the chance to arrive.

Feathers scattered to the floor and a shadow of a wing appeared on the ground beneath her adversary. Her body tensed when the dark wing sprouted from the man. She had seen other winged spirits however, not once had she seen a human that was capable of flying. It was incredible- a man who could fly with only a single jet black wing.