#experiment-282468

Oriel - “It’s always a pleasant surprise to see other friends participating in these events... I’m assuming you came alone, correct?”

“ ... you’re... talking to me, then?

... hmph. Do as you wish. You’re harmless enough, I sssssuppose...”

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Battle Intro: “Don’t be afraid, my dear. I only want to see what you’re made of”Victory: “The outcome was only natural, you know.”Half HP: “So the little bird can actually fight. You’re better than I imagined”Low HP: “Grr...You will regret this.”Defeat: “Losing to you...Is a disgrace.”Assist: “If you really need my help, you’re better off dead”Taunt: “Really? Is that the best you can do?”Reacting to Taunt: “You’ll see more soon enough.”Flee: “I think I’ve collected enough data. Farewell for now”Reacting to Flee: “Oh don’t run. I’m not done with you yet!”Tie: “That’s all the time I have for today.”Perfect Victory: He stomps her head into the ground, grinding his foot on the back of her head while he speaks. “Worthless trash.”Low HP Victory: “I’m actually very impressed with you. You’ll make a fine test subject.”Finishing Move: “Don’t be afraid.” Andras has Eira tied to an X-shaped post while he casually walks up to her and cups her chin. “I’m merely performing an experiment. Hmhmhm~ Let’s begin” Fade to black, followed by a blood curdling scream from Eira. 

“Y-you might be a friend of mine and my brother’s, Miss Eira... but I will not hold back!”

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Amongst the bustling crowds of fighters and attendees of the Altiel Battle League, there was the familiar sight of the Hellfire Hoodlum, Masou, silently pacing his way through the crowd. Alert and wary, his bright yellow eyes turned left and right for any careless walkers that would bump into him, or try anything funny, as he was one of the few fighters here that kept his face hidden.

“ ...hm...”

It wasn’t long before the plea of someone needing help fell on his ears. It sounded tender... familiar, to him. Where did he hear this voice from before? It felt very recent since he hard it no less.

He followed the sound of the feminine voice, smoothly slithering his way amongst the crowds. His destination seemed to lead him over to the recognizable sight of Eira, the angelic-looking Gardekiss who assisted one of his comrades way earlier.

“ ... You there.”

Masou called out to Eira sternly, though his raised voice and tone was only so that he could be heard amongst the chatter.