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[  ⚔  ]     This old fart is still here? Can’t he ever shut up? Her sights became fixated at the more of the demonic monstrosities on the loose. Not even batting an eye lash. Same old, same old. 

Through her stoic facade, Velvet had to subdue the urge to not absorb the other demon hunter. Though, he maybe too persistent to have just let her absorb his soul instead of completely devouring him. She was not taking any chanced with that. Instead, she let her stare unbroken of the frankly annoying and weak demons. Doesn’t he ever shut up?!  There’s only so much she can take. And she was at her limit.

Her bandages burst open, revealing a large demon hand. It’s claws reaching past her knee. Slashing them away, absorbing was dead was an easy task. Too easy. That set off her red flags. More of those abominations crashed through. Caught in left hand, and her enhanced strength and hi-speed velocity , Velvet threw the demon in her left at Nero. Whether he was able to let kill the damn or let crash into him made no difference to him.

❝Or maybe they’re just as annoying as you are!❞

A fight was a fight regardless of the opponent. Having already dispatched several demons thus far, it was a little tedious to continue this onslaught. And yet, Nero swung Red Queen with all his might as he sliced through whatever demon was dumb enough to step in his way. He wasn’t paying attention to Velvet, until a sixth sense caught his attention. He spun around just barely in time... 

His prosthetic limb nearly activating off of sheer muscle memory, the hunter quickly grabbed the demon and slammed it into the floor with enough might to kill it in a heartbeat.                       Congratulations. She was upgraded from “Mildly Ammusing”, to “Actually Aggravating”. Were it not for his quick thinking, and being used to having fast objects thrown at him very hard, he would’ve probably gotten hit by that. Nero glared at the therion before him, stomping his foot onto the dead demon. “Hey!! Who’s fuckin’ side are you on?!”  His voice was filled with anger, now.

Her reaction was different in that she reached behind and drew Paradiso holding it slightly in front where the stranger could see. “Just wanted to see if yours was the same type as mine…this muramasa has tasted the blood of many both mortal and demonic over the years.” It was also the blade she grabbed first anymore even over her claymore DarkSlayer, the katana was a treasured possession. 

“It was a gift from a dying samurai whose wish for an honorable death in battle I granted. I assure you I know how to use this blade very well but my sheath is more traditional.” Angel spoke in an even, light tone no malice or any threat of attack in her voice, instead there was a hint of pride. “I’m sorry if I overstepped any bounds, I don’t mean any harm it was merely curiosity”

[  ⚔  ]      Only a flat stare was returned in her reply. Nicer? To hell with that. Any sort of kindness that Velvet  had died when she became…..this. She doesn’t need his help. Nor does she want his help. 

Walking with purpose, Velvet walked assed Nero. Her next destination, not too far ahead from where they stood. More demons needed to slain, all to bring out a  particular.  

❝I’m not those types of demons.❞

Blue eyes followed the black haired demon as he spotted more of these freaks coming out of the woodworks. They were persistent, weren’t they?  She could complain, or try to tell him to leave, but this was his job. Killing demons, and murdering freaks for cash was all he knew. Swinging his sword in hopes every slash got him closer and closer to the one that stole his arm....  His hand reached up to grip the handle of his trusty Red Queen, only to draw his blade as a smirk grew across his facial features.

Connor:

Toyohisa grinned as his opponent voiced his name as he and Travis they were now pitted with their blades against other each. Metal against light. His nodachi against his beam katana. Truly, this is strangest if not amazing he has encountered.

Just like Travis, nothing matters to him but his opponent only. His bounty is now back of his mind. It was on the backburner. Back and forth, it has now become a fearsome battle between a dauntless tiger and an audacious devil. 

“!?” The hunter has pushed away from Travis, broken from the lock of their swords where he widens his eyes to see a beam of light coming for him from below. Instantly, he brings up his blade quickly, blocking the swing and holding it there! 

      “Travis!”

No doubt, Travis is strong! But could he handle this? With a roar, he pushes up Travis’s katana roughly, he steps forward and goes to swing at Travis’s midsection in a horizontal full arc.  

“That’s all you got?!”

Steel clashed against particles of light, it was a spectacle none would see aside from them.  A display of two swordsman clashing for real. This was something Travis loved... The thrill of battle. It was what he lived for. The adrenaline rush meant more to him than anything. This sense of.... euphoria. 

He watched with bated breath as his foe easily blocked his attack. Absolutely stunning! It put a smile on Travis’ face. That was until he felt the two part once more, he could see the light shine off of Toyoshia’s blade as it made it’s way for Travis’ kidney... 

                                              “Not so fast!!”

The otaku reached over his head over his chest with his blade, catching the samurai’s sword with his. He pushed upwards, and over, causing Travis to swing both their blades over his head.                  Now was his chance! 

[  ⚔  ]   Amber hues sharpened to an intense glare. Damn right, that was a threat. How else would explain the multiple dead demon bodies. Smoke rose from them, releasing the last of demon essence back to the Demon World. Her bandaged arm aching to devour him whole. Velvet suppressed the urge. 

❝Keep talking and you will be. Now, are you going to stand in my way and be an ass or going to are going to be useful for a change.❞ 

Same energy.

[  ⚔  ]     He could ask, but it didn’t mean Velvet would answer. And she could tell him that. Why give him a runaround when she didn’t feel answering in the first place. 

❝Good, ‘cause you would’ve ended up like them.❞  Gesturing to demon carcasses.