The black market of Warshawa was ruined, but most of the attendees got away from the rampaging [Angel]. They were not without connections, for the black market isn't someplace for the outcasts to do business, it is...was a place where the rich could get rare goods away from prying eyes. Someone made from valuable parts entering such a place would have never gone unnoticed, and now the pragmatic colonists of Warshawa have their next business target.
Whether Justitia is oblivious to their goals, or simply uncaring for their strength, only she knows. She still hadn't found a nice place to sleep, and her exhaustion was starting to get to her. That is, until Justitia wanders into a small jungle in the sewers, inhabited by corpses of many. The smell here is quite nice, despite the corpses intertwined in vines. Justitia looks upon the small jungle in pride, such is the fate of illegal logging. Or at least she thinks they were trying to cut down trees without a permit. Why else would the trees kill them? She remembers her inability to bring justice on a tree, justice doesn't apply to trees, thus they must be righteous. Anyone they punish is therefore a completely justified punishment.
Justitia flies up to the canopy of the tree, the righteous would never harm her, and they keep the sinner at bay. She will be safe from sinners here, it does not matter that she isn't far away from that weird former sinner nest. Nestling between the twigs and leaves, Justitia slowly drifts off to peaceful slumber.
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Justitia is awakened from her peaceful sleep by the rustling of foliage, she slowly opens her eyes to the sight of the jungle having expanded, and the vines being intertwined around her tightly. She carefully unbinds the vines, taking care not to hurt the righteous. While she does so, the figure of a woman emerges from the foliage.
"Hello sleepy little light, I was hoping you would sleep longer." The woman has a serene voice, but the way she moves is...odd.
"Why would you want me to sleep longer? Justice needs to be administered." Justitia steps down, and begins inspecting the woman.
Name: Alura Species: Dryad Plant Control Dryad Life Magic Blessing of the Dryad Dungeon Boss Advanced Dungeon Creature Plant Creature
"Because while you slept, you gave off light. The plants liked it very much, could you go back to sleep?" Justitia finds that the woman isn't flesh and blood under her skin, but that she consists of tree roots holding up skin to create the illusion of a woman. Is this woman a walking tree? If trees are righteous, and this woman is a tree, she must be free of sin. Anyone who does not sin deserves to be helped.
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"If you wish for light righteous one, you only need to ask." Justitia creates light for the surrounding plants, which in return for the light also seem to mask the smell of feces.
Justitia is not satisfied with merely keeping a light for these fine sinless beings, they must be fed consistently even when justice isn't here to help them. Justitia begins intensifying her efforts to turn the light solid, so it may not dissipate into the dark. As her efforts intensify, she is eventually rewarded by the sight of a [Light-attuned Mana Crystal]. The crystal feeds off ambient mana, and gives bright light for the growing ones in return. The [Angel] can tell that the plants like the light, as they seem to orient in the light's direction already. Justitia herself, though, takes a short rest against a tree.
"I apologize for not being able to provide more righteous one, I am still wounded from an altercation with sinners." The [Dryad] simply looks at Justitia's arm and blindfold, and thinks to herself for a bit. She then approaches the worn out angel.
"This might help, hold still little light. You will feel odd, and numb for a bit." A green light emanates from her hands, and for a few hours the two beings sit in silence. Neither mind the quiet, as being bothered by the passage of time is a distinctly human trait. The only worry either have is of their charges, one in pursuit of justice, the other in pursuit of a nice garden. After a while, Justitia brings up her newly grown arm for inspection, and gives a few squeezes despite not feeling anything in the arm yet.
"Do you miss anything little light? It would be a shame if you died too soon." Feeling slowly starts returning for Justitia, and Alura takes a few steps back from her patient.
"I miss something yes, but it is something I will have to get back myself. Thank you for the help thus far righteous one, it has been of great use to me." Justitia clenches her newly grown fist. "Is there something else I could help you with?" The dryad thinks for a bit, before responding.
"Yes, I first came to this place by the sewer entrance, but I was trapped here by vile creatures that seek to pillage all trees. They still linger around the mouth of the exit, and will no doubt attempt to devour me should I try to get back, I survived here thus far by bonding with a [Dungeon], and access to the exit would help it greatly. Could you deal with them little lamp? The exit is that way." More horror stories of illegal logging? This is horrifying! Justitia is instantly resolved to end this threat this moment!
She rapidly flaps her wings, and flies off in the direction that Alura pointed her in. The smell of jungle gets replaced again by the unending smell of excrement, but justice doesn't care for what one smells like... she thinks. Justitia still isn't sure, but knows that justice has to be enforced even in the absence of a judge. She would find this illegal logging operation, and justice would be swift.
Swifter than Justitia expects, as the logging operation at the mouth of the sewer gets within view, she sees those that cut trees illegally here. Many large rodents with large fangs move about the area, their tails are flat, and their noses long. These [Alpha Beaver]s are certainly building something foul with the wood they acquire, a dam. Their attempt to stop the flow of excrement from polluting the river haven't found any success yet, but with time it is certain they will.
Justitia is immediately upon the beavers, they attempt to fight back against the crazed woman, but anytime they surround her she blasts light in their faces. Justitia's nature as a being of light allow her to not be bothered by the bright flashes of light, and her blindfold is no serious impediment to find sin. The beavers quickly attempt to scatter, attempting to seek shelter. Their attempts are futile, as Justitia will tolerate no sin escaping. Before departing back into the rancid sewers, she destroys the half-constructed dam created by the beavers. She would not tolerate the constructions of evil.
Justitia, for the first time in her life. Backtracks to where she came from.