Chapter 663: Red "Missed"
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Geralt and Ciri had been trying for a full month to get Damien's reputation as low as possible... They'd been having his go on drunken boozes trips through town, assaulting everyone he saw while also destroying cheap property. Henrietta wasn't fond of their tactics and elected to send anonymous benefits to those effected, it was usually just gold that'd pay for the repairs and a little extra for the trouble...
Damien himself had been drunk for three weeks straight now, Geralt and Ciri didn't know whether he was still acting or had actually become what he hated... Regardless, Toussaint hated him, a new title coined by the populace for him being "The Fallen Knight", or "Damien the Terrible".
They weren't sure if Damien was bothered by his new reputation as he couldn't really comprehend it in his constantly drunken state. But, eventually the group were sure that the Beast of Beauclair would target him next, the last victim having been a couple weeks ago, and it was long overdue for the next to be discovered.
Geralt and Ciri were waiting within Damiens estate as he, spent "time" with a wench he'd picked up. However, the continuous sound of a woman's screams were replaced with shrieks of horror from both Damien and the wench.
The duo look at each other, grab their weapons and rush upstairs before kicking in the locked door. Damien and the woman were on the floor naked, both huddled next to each other as a figure drops from the ceiling.
Geralt "Stop right there!" he growls at the intruder while flicking his hand to ignite the nearby candles.
The room is illuminated, revealing the "Beast of Beauclair" in all his glory. The man standing before them wore a black leather coat with red undergarments, though the more noticeable thing about him was his vicious vampiric face and huge claws extending from his hands.
"Do not attempt to stop me, or I'll cut you down like the rest!" they exclaim in a inhuman voice.
Ciri "Try it!" she challenges.
Geralt dropping into a stance, prepared for a sudden attack, "Come th-"
"DETTLAFF STOP!" another voice shouts, a figure appearing behind Dettlaff and grabbing him around his waist.
Dettlaff struggles against the newcomer, but to Geralt combat is least important thing right now.
Geralt "Regis!?!" he exclaims, seeing his lost long friend for the first time is years.
Regis almost lets go of Dettlaff at hearing Geralts voice, "I'd love to talk Geralt but now is not the time!" he shouts, throwing himself backwards out of the window.
Damien slurrs at Geralt, "Geeet that baastard WITCHER!" he says, passing out into the bosom of the prostitute he'd been romping with.
Ciri disappears in a flash to Turquise light as Geralt follows the others out of the window.
A turquoise light flashes behind Dettlaff as Ciri attempts to slice at him, the vampire trying to defending with his claws, but is momentarily startled to find that her crystalline blade had chipped his nails.
Dettlaff "You will pay for that!" he shouts, sending a backwards kick which connects with her stomach, sending her flying.
Geralt "Ciri!" he shouts, seeing his daughter get hit. He looks at the vampire with fury and downs a couple of potions in preparation of dealing with the threat, black veins becoming prominent on his face.
Regis "Dettlaff stop! They're my friends! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!"
Dettlaff "YES, I, DO!" he exclaims, throwing his head back and breaking Regis nose before spinning and delivering a knee to his chest, sending him tumbling head over toe. He then turns and stand off against Geralt, taking a keen interest in the Witcher's increase in strength.
Geralt lunges forwards, "Taste silver, scum!" he shouts as Dettlaff gets ready to defend against the swift strike... However, it was only a distraction as Geralt rolls a Dancing star bomb under the vampire and leaping away.
Dettlaff only notices something is wrong when it's too late, the bomb explodes and he's covered in a napalm-like substance which burns the skin from his flesh. "AHHHRRRGHGHH! YOU WILL DIE!" he screams, finding it difficult to locate Geralt through the flames covering his face.
Geralt pirouettes forwards and deliver's a cut to his opponents back, severing his spine near the lumbar and causing the vampire to fall to the floor. Dettlaff's spine begins to regenerate immediately after the injury, but the flames and silver from the blade reduce his healing factor significantly.
Dettlaff screams in pain and throws himself away from Geralt so he could gain control of his lower body again. However, from a large bush of multicolored flowers Ciri jumps out and tries to cut him down, only for him to block her blade with his claws again... Claws that are destroyed upon blocking her strike.
Dettlaff rolls away, launching himself back onto his now healed feet, still burning. Regis comes out from the rubble of a guest home and runs to confront Dettlaff as Geralt and Ciri prepare to finish him.
Regis "Geralt, Ciri! Please, Dettlaff is not himself, I don't believe he's been killing those people willingly!"
Geralt "Willing or not, I won't let him hurt anyone else!" he shouts, dashing forwards and aiming to cripple Dettlaff so Ciri could teleport him to the Painted World's prison.
Ciri seemed to be on the same page as Geralt as she blinks behind him, getting ready to grab ahold of Dettlaff and teleport him.
Dettlaff could sense that he's in big trouble and decides to retreat, his body bursting into a red mist and quickly disappearing into the sky.
Ciri "W-what!?!"
Geralt "Damn, he got away." he grumbles, eventually sheathing his sword and turning to Regis. "What the hell is going on Regis!"
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Geralt and Ciri had been trying for a full month to get Damien's reputation as low as possible... They'd been having his go on drunken boozes trips through town, assaulting everyone he saw while also destroying cheap property. Henrietta wasn't fond of their tactics and elected to send anonymous benefits to those effected, it was usually just gold that'd pay for the repairs and a little extra for the trouble...
Damien himself had been drunk for three weeks straight now, Geralt and Ciri didn't know whether he was still acting or had actually become what he hated... Regardless, Toussaint hated him, a new title coined by the populace for him being "The Fallen Knight", or "Damien the Terrible".
They weren't sure if Damien was bothered by his new reputation as he couldn't really comprehend it in his constantly drunken state. But, eventually the group were sure that the Beast of Beauclair would target him next, the last victim having been a couple weeks ago, and it was long overdue for the next to be discovered.
Geralt and Ciri were waiting within Damiens estate as he, spent "time" with a wench he'd picked up. However, the continuous sound of a woman's screams were replaced with shrieks of horror from both Damien and the wench.
The duo look at each other, grab their weapons and rush upstairs before kicking in the locked door. Damien and the woman were on the floor naked, both huddled next to each other as a figure drops from the ceiling.
Geralt "Stop right there!" he growls at the intruder while flicking his hand to ignite the nearby candles.
The room is illuminated, revealing the "Beast of Beauclair" in all his glory. The man standing before them wore a black leather coat with red undergarments, though the more noticeable thing about him was his vicious vampiric face and huge claws extending from his hands.
"Do not attempt to stop me, or I'll cut you down like the rest!" they exclaim in a inhuman voice.
Ciri "Try it!" she challenges.
Geralt dropping into a stance, prepared for a sudden attack, "Come th-"
"DETTLAFF STOP!" another voice shouts, a figure appearing behind Dettlaff and grabbing him around his waist.
Dettlaff struggles against the newcomer, but to Geralt combat is least important thing right now.
Geralt "Regis!?!" he exclaims, seeing his lost long friend for the first time is years.
Regis almost lets go of Dettlaff at hearing Geralts voice, "I'd love to talk Geralt but now is not the time!" he shouts, throwing himself backwards out of the window.
Damien slurrs at Geralt, "Geeet that baastard WITCHER!" he says, passing out into the bosom of the prostitute he'd been romping with.
Ciri disappears in a flash to Turquise light as Geralt follows the others out of the window.
A turquoise light flashes behind Dettlaff as Ciri attempts to slice at him, the vampire trying to defending with his claws, but is momentarily startled to find that her crystalline blade had chipped his nails.
Dettlaff "You will pay for that!" he shouts, sending a backwards kick which connects with her stomach, sending her flying.
Geralt "Ciri!" he shouts, seeing his daughter get hit. He looks at the vampire with fury and downs a couple of potions in preparation of dealing with the threat, black veins becoming prominent on his face.
Regis "Dettlaff stop! They're my friends! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!"
Dettlaff "YES, I, DO!" he exclaims, throwing his head back and breaking Regis nose before spinning and delivering a knee to his chest, sending him tumbling head over toe. He then turns and stand off against Geralt, taking a keen interest in the Witcher's increase in strength.
Geralt lunges forwards, "Taste silver, scum!" he shouts as Dettlaff gets ready to defend against the swift strike... However, it was only a distraction as Geralt rolls a Dancing star bomb under the vampire and leaping away.
Dettlaff only notices something is wrong when it's too late, the bomb explodes and he's covered in a napalm-like substance which burns the skin from his flesh. "AHHHRRRGHGHH! YOU WILL DIE!" he screams, finding it difficult to locate Geralt through the flames covering his face.
Geralt pirouettes forwards and deliver's a cut to his opponents back, severing his spine near the lumbar and causing the vampire to fall to the floor. Dettlaff's spine begins to regenerate immediately after the injury, but the flames and silver from the blade reduce his healing factor significantly.
Dettlaff screams in pain and throws himself away from Geralt so he could gain control of his lower body again. However, from a large bush of multicolored flowers Ciri jumps out and tries to cut him down, only for him to block her blade with his claws again... Claws that are destroyed upon blocking her strike.
Dettlaff rolls away, launching himself back onto his now healed feet, still burning. Regis comes out from the rubble of a guest home and runs to confront Dettlaff as Geralt and Ciri prepare to finish him.
Regis "Geralt, Ciri! Please, Dettlaff is not himself, I don't believe he's been killing those people willingly!"
Geralt "Willing or not, I won't let him hurt anyone else!" he shouts, dashing forwards and aiming to cripple Dettlaff so Ciri could teleport him to the Painted World's prison.
Ciri seemed to be on the same page as Geralt as she blinks behind him, getting ready to grab ahold of Dettlaff and teleport him.
Dettlaff could sense that he's in big trouble and decides to retreat, his body bursting into a red mist and quickly disappearing into the sky.
Ciri "W-what!?!"
Geralt "Damn, he got away." he grumbles, eventually sheathing his sword and turning to Regis. "What the hell is going on Regis!"
Geralt and Ciri had been trying for a full month to get Damien's reputation as low as possible... They'd been having his go on drunken boozes trips through town, assaulting everyone he saw while also destroying cheap property. Henrietta wasn't fond of their tactics and elected to send anonymous benefits to those effected, it was usually just gold that'd pay for the repairs and a little extra for the trouble...Damien himself had been drunk for three weeks straight now, Geralt and Ciri didn't know whether he was still acting or had actually become what he hated... Regardless, Toussaint hated him, a new title coined by the populace for him being "The Fallen Knight", or "Damien the Terrible".They weren't sure if Damien was bothered by his new reputation as he couldn't really comprehend it in his constantly drunken state. But, eventually the group were sure that the Beast of Beauclair would target him next, the last victim having been a couple weeks ago, and it was long overdue for the next to be discovered.Geralt and Ciri were waiting within Damiens estate as he, spent "time" with a wench he'd picked up. However, the continuous sound of a woman's screams were replaced with shrieks of horror from both Damien and the wench.The duo look at each other, grab their weapons and rush upstairs before kicking in the locked door. Damien and the woman were on the floor naked, both huddled next to each other as a figure drops from the ceiling.Geralt "Stop right there!" he growls at the intruder while flicking his hand to ignite the nearby candles.The room is illuminated, revealing the "Beast of Beauclair" in all his glory. The man standing before them wore a black leather coat with red undergarments, though the more noticeable thing about him was his vicious vampiric face and huge claws extending from his hands."Do not attempt to stop me, or I'll cut you down like the rest!" they exclaim in a inhuman voice.Ciri "Try it!" she challenges.Geralt dropping into a stance, prepared for a sudden attack, "Come th-""DETTLAFF STOP!" another voice shouts, a figure appearing behind Dettlaff and grabbing him around his waist.Dettlaff struggles against the newcomer, but to Geralt combat is least important thing right now.Geralt "Regis!?!" he exclaims, seeing his lost long friend for the first time is years.Regis almost lets go of Dettlaff at hearing Geralts voice, "I'd love to talk Geralt but now is not the time!" he shouts, throwing himself backwards out of the window.Damien slurrs at Geralt, "Geeet that baastard WITCHER!" he says, passing out into the bosom of the prostitute he'd been romping with.Ciri disappears in a flash to Turquise light as Geralt follows the others out of the window.A turquoise light flashes behind Dettlaff as Ciri attempts to slice at him, the vampire trying to defending with his claws, but is momentarily startled to find that her crystalline blade had chipped his nails.Dettlaff "You will pay for that!" he shouts, sending a backwards kick which connects with her stomach, sending her flying.Geralt "Ciri!" he shouts, seeing his daughter get hit. He looks at the vampire with fury and downs a couple of potions in preparation of dealing with the threat, black veins becoming prominent on his face.Regis "Dettlaff stop! They're my friends! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!"Dettlaff "YES, I, DO!" he exclaims, throwing his head back and breaking Regis nose before spinning and delivering a knee to his chest, sending him tumbling head over toe. He then turns and stand off against Geralt, taking a keen interest in the Witcher's increase in strength.Geralt lunges forwards, "Taste silver, scum!" he shouts as Dettlaff gets ready to defend against the swift strike... However, it was only a distraction as Geralt rolls a Dancing star bomb under the vampire and leaping away.Dettlaff only notices something is wrong when it's too late, the bomb explodes and he's covered in a napalm-like substance which burns the skin from his flesh. "AHHHRRRGHGHH! YOU WILL DIE!" he screams, finding it difficult to locate Geralt through the flames covering his face.Geralt pirouettes forwards and deliver's a cut to his opponents back, severing his spine near the lumbar and causing the vampire to fall to the floor. Dettlaff's spine begins to regenerate immediately after the injury, but the flames and silver from the blade reduce his healing factor significantly.Dettlaff screams in pain and throws himself away from Geralt so he could gain control of his lower body again. However, from a large bush of multicolored flowers Ciri jumps out and tries to cut him down, only for him to block her blade with his claws again... Claws that are destroyed upon blocking her strike.Dettlaff rolls away, launching himself back onto his now healed feet, still burning. Regis comes out from the rubble of a guest home and runs to confront Dettlaff as Geralt and Ciri prepare to finish him.Regis "Geralt, Ciri! Please, Dettlaff is not himself, I don't believe he's been killing those people willingly!"Geralt "Willing or not, I won't let him hurt anyone else!" he shouts, dashing forwards and aiming to cripple Dettlaff so Ciri could teleport him to the Painted World's prison.Ciri seemed to be on the same page as Geralt as she blinks behind him, getting ready to grab ahold of Dettlaff and teleport him.Dettlaff could sense that he's in big trouble and decides to retreat, his body bursting into a red mist and quickly disappearing into the sky.Ciri "W-what!?!"Geralt "Damn, he got away." he grumbles, eventually sheathing his sword and turning to Regis. "What the hell is going on Regis!"
