Souls uniting underneath the twilight, facing their challenges with one another. Each connecting on a common line, their purely linking sentiments.
In the eastern section, Ava and Dabria standing in front of another stronghold, the iron walls to their attention.
"Dabria, maybe you should not be here." Ava looking to her in concern.
"I understand your unrest, but not to worry. Isa figured something like this might happen, so she gave me an experimental aura to try out. She said the energy is constructed from the data she broke down with the new weapons, and should provide quite the protection. She figured it would be the perfect time to test it out." Dabria's hand to her chin.
"Tch...I'm gonna have to have a talk with her." The deity's hand on her waist, looking away a bit.
"Oh stop it already! I swear, sometimes you're a bit too overprotective. Isa knew I was gonna be stubborn and come along, so she wanted me to be safe." The hazel one's gentle smile on her wife.
"Alright, I guess I will have to thank her instead." Ava's hand behind her head.
"She was worried how technology was advancing to such a threat, so she began creating this measure to look out for us. From what she said, this energy should also provide me with battle capabilities." Dabria's bright smile.
A demon cherishing those to her heart, wishing for her companions to be safe in the eternally growing world. An experimental project in the hands of one, using them to get some valuable data.
"Not bad, maybe I'll learn some stuff from her." The goddess looking ahead, her slight smile.
"Glad to hear! Anyway, I've been thinking. Maybe we can ask Clea for us to adopt the kid." Dabria's hands to her chest in hope.
"Ah...we have to get started." Ava quickly walking ahead.
"This isn't over! We will have a proper talk on starting a family later!" the lavender one racing after her partner.
"I definitely cannot get away from this subject forever..." The deity sighing.
The eternally flowing time, two steadily expanding their world with one another. A goddess' slow movements, her partner desiring for something more.
The two entering the building, setting their visions on a black sigil on the floor, its lines spreading in many directions. Some chairs in the corners, smaller decors along the walls.
"According to Flint, the control room should be on the western end on the fourth floor." Ava's hand to her chin.
"That might have to wait, we have some enemies approaching." Dabria's eyes on the nearing foes.
Two once again in the fiery pits, many surrounding them, aiming their firearms at the duo. The goddess' careful vision, noting the weapons pointing at them.
"Don't do anything stupid." A man glaring at the two.
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"Come along quietly, we'll show you that this place isn't a game." Another's devilish grin.
"I will give one chance to apologize." Ava folding her arms.
"Are you joking? Why would we?" a woman's disbelief.
"Why do we even bother? Ava, go right ahead." Dabria sighing, her hand on her cheek.
Malice shrouding the area, thickly grabbing onto the goddess, entombing her in its embrace. The person shortly emerging, revealing in her true state.
The individual's long blonde hair and white eyes, black sinister armor on her. A powerful gust blowing through, knocking back the enemies, Ava's noble ruinous cape flowing in the harsh pressure.
"Hmhmhm. Ah, how I will enjoy this. The more my memories return, the more bliss I remember dishing out." Her sadistic smile.
"C--come on Ava, we talked about this already. Seriously, your personality was kinda twisted before, but now it is even more extreme." Dabria uneasily grinning.
"Look away Dabria, I don't want to scar your pure adorable soul anymore than I already have heh heh." Ava's finger to her lip.
"If you all know what is good for you, then you'd run, and like fast." The hazel one sighing.
"What is this terror I feel...?" a man's unrest.
"That is your survival instincts telling you to quit your job, and run far away." The lavender individual gripping her arms, looking to him.
The pure one witnessing her companion's steadily returning memories, their true colors revealing from the shadows.
An intense feeling of fear washing over the room, Desdemona's stabbing sadistic grin. The deity reaching into the darkness, pulling out a long spiky black whip.
"Now then, let's get this game started shall we? I cannot wait to see what type of emotions you will show." Ava stretching the weapon afar.
"Th--that's new! When did you get that?!" Dabria's alarm.
"It was one of my weapons I remembered how to use last month. I have been dying to try it out, but I could never use it on you, my precious little angel." The goddess' excitement.
"U--uh...th--thank the heavens..." The hazel one's pale expression.
These foes in the room, their great fear at the individual. Trying to stifle their terror, unleashing a barrage from their firearms. Dabria's activating energy, pushing away the assaults.
The goddess enduring the attacks, soon crashing her whip against the area. Shattering the attacks, rushing the long whip forward, binding her enemies.
"Getting feisty with me here, but I did not give you the cue to go ahead. You do realize, you will have to be punished." Her slightly stern expression, placing her hand on her waist.
"They might be our enemies, but I hope she goes a bit easy on them." The lavender one's hand on her cheek.
"But before that, I want you to apologize to my precious Dabria for shooting at her with those filthy weapons. You have one chance, otherwise the pleasure you will experience will send you straight to hell." Her bright grin.
"Now it feels like we are the bad guys..." Dabria lowering herself a bit.
An entity's burning nature, revealing the sinister depths of her soul. Bringing her foes to their knees, making them grovel at her feet. Their sounding cries, fearfully apologizing to Dabria.
"Target her again, and I will be your worst nightmare. Now then, for the rest of your worthless lives, I expect full on loyalty. That loyalty will start by guiding us to the control room, and taking down the leader of this section. Do I make myself clear?" her sadistic smile.
"Y--yes! Anything you say!! Just stop!!!" their loud shrills.
"Her transformed personality is so different from her normal one, but I suppose as long as she has restraint, then that is good enough." Dabria letting out a sigh, her hand on her cheek.
Some passing time, Ava and Dabria leaving the building. The goddess' servants bringing out the leader in chains, immense fear on his face.
Law enforcement taking him away, leaving the rest with the deity. The Royal Order's uncertainty at the occurrence, soon continuing on with their duty.
"What a shame, I really did hope he could have taken a bit more of a whipping like the pig he was. I guess that is enough satisfaction for me." Ava's hand on her waist, slightly smiling.
"And now that you have had your fun, back to the topic on hand about adoption." Dabria's hand to her chest, frowning at her wife.
"Ah...we have to go help the rest, no time to wait around." The goddess quickly walking off, her unease.
"Oh! So you can feel fear! But even so, we will talk about this!" the hazel one racing after her partner.