#luceus

Sketch of Luceus from Dragon Quest Heroes for a fic illustration cover

"You planted the explosive?... Good. Get back here."

"Yes, ma'am."

Colette would only notice the casually-dressed man with his headphones after she had gotten into her car - but it would be undeniable he had something to do with the explosion that took place a few seconds later. The parking lot where her car was was empty, Colette and her car aside. At least for now.

When Luceus flew towards her and her car, the last thing he expected was an explosion to happen. He did not freak out to hell and back; something told him Colette would manage to get out of this alive. But her car... He liked it a lot, and he knew she did, too. Oh she would be so pissed. And whoever the guy with the headphones was that he had seen leaving, he was knee-deep in trouble now. Luceus had overheard the stranger's conversation; this ma'am the man had talked to (he was far away but Luceus could hear him just fine) was probably his boss. Someone wanted to do Colette dirty. But who? Luceus frowned, thinking. No fucking way, ugh. Didn't we kill that weird fish guy? From back then, his opinion of Fíann had improved. But the same could not be said about Merrick...

Colette's BMW M850 prioritized speed, style, and luxury above everything else. It required more meticulous maintenance than what Colette actually gave it, but ever since she imported it from Philly, it hadn't had any issues.

Luceus and his brothers could fly. Heck, even Aurora could fly. Colette, despite having ties to an ancient wyvern spirit, couldn't fly, but her car was fast enough that it didn't matter.

Having been lulled into a false sense of security, Colette forgot to place any defensive runes on her car the one time, and it was the one time that led to disastrous results.

The car jumped up with the explosion, the sound enough to blow out car and building windows nearby and setting off car alarms. The doors blew clean off, four hunks of metal clanging onto the asphalt unceremoniously.

Shockingly, she step out of the car and the flames, only a few scorch marks on her clothes. She was otherwise fine, no signs of injury throughout her body; even her hair was unscathed. Her shoulders tensed up as she breathed heavily, her eyes glowing orange.

She could sense Luceus flying towards her, and she let out a bloodcurdling, two-toned scream, her own voice mixed with that of a primal chaos goddess as she turned towards him.

Normalize giving your selectable protagonists actual personalities for both of them with a complimentary dynamic between the two, rather than half a personality between two unanimously agreeing twits.