Chapter 814: Deal with the Devil
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During his attack, he had felt something "click" within himself, but he wasn't sure what it was... Another thing that had his mind wandering was the signs of explosions within the Nilfgaardian ranks...
To be honest, they look like the results of suicide bombers, the explosion looks to have been caused from within their own bodies as everything around the crater was entirely covered in blood.
He waves his hand and uses the Dark Hand with the Staff of Morwenna to collect the other Elder Vampires souls... He hadn't forgotten them, and wanted to make sure they wouldn't heal and escape.
"YOU BASTARD!" A voice shouts from the Nilfgaardian army, the man with the single glowing red arm had apparently survived...
Reima sighs, summoning a single Scytheclops from his shadow and sending it to deal with him, not feeling up to killing this idiot right now.
The Abyssal Servant runs up to the Nilfgaardian commander and tries to stomp on them...
...
When the sound of the man getting crushed under the giant's foot doesn't reach Reima he glances over to check what'd happened, noticing that his Scytheclops was in two pieces on the floor, the man's glowing red arm shaped into a giant energy blade...
Stairrde Strickut "You monster! You think you've won?! NO! MY MASTER FORSAW ALL OF THIS!" he shout as the blood of the suicide bombers behind him begins to glow...
Fro man eagles eye view if you look at the battlefield you'd be able to see that the blood splatter wasn't actually random... Instead, it resembled a mark... The mark, of Gaunter O'Dimm.
All of a sudden, the sounds of burning tree's, shouts of pain, howls from burning animals and everything else stopped. Even the breeze itself had halted itself, Reima looks around warily, still breathing heavily from the earlier battles.
*Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap*
The sound of clapping Reima remembers hearing inside the ominous shrine where he'd previously saved Lothaire and met Gaunter O'Dimm makes itself known behind him. The clapping itself seeming louder than anything else due to the entire lack of any other sound.
Gaunter O'Dimm slowly walks through the air as he steps towards Reima, a huge grin on his face. "Well, we meet again, King."
Reima scowls at him, "Whaddya want?" he says, retrieving his blade and gripping it tightly.
Gaunter raises his hands and shows his palms, "Hold on a moment, so much aggression... I've just come to talk, you know I can't do anything to those I have no business with, you're a smart man after all."
*Flash!*
A burst of turquoise light on the ground reveals Ciri who'd obviously tracked him via the pendant he'd given her.
Ciri "Rei!? What the hell's happening!? Time's stopped!" she shouts, obviously panicking.
Gaunter O'Dimm "Ah, the star of the party has arrived... I was wondering when you'd turn up." he says.
Reima descends towards the floor while restraining his aura, landing beside Ciri while still glaring at Gaunter O'Dimm... Ciri isn't the only other person not frozen in time however.
Stairrde Strickut, the Nilfgaardian soldier with the glowing red arm walks beside Gaunter as he lands on the floor, "Master, everyone has failed." he states, kneeling with respect to him.
Gaunter O'Dimm doesn't stop smiling, "Oh, you must've been mistaken about my intentions for this little charade, those creatures were never meant to kill him." he says.
Reima "So, you're responsible for planning this attack? And unleashing Dracula?" he asks, the dots starting to connect in his mind.
Gaunter O'Dimm slowly nods, "In a way, yes... I have to say, It's been a while since I've felt this strong... It's not every day you get a ritual sacrifice of such scale!" he exclaims, gesturing towards the mark made of blood decorating the battlefield.
Reima "You still haven't answered my question... What do you want? You said before that you can't do anything to someone you don't have business with?"
Gaunter O'Dimm nods, "You're correct, but here's the kicker!" he says, as a burst of flames deposit a piece of paper in his hand which is displays to them. "I have business with one, Cirilla, right here."
Ciri "W-what!? I've never met you before in my life!"
Gaunter O'Dimm "I know, but who says you need to meet face to face to conduct business?" he says, flicking a Remi gold coin as her.
Reima "Ciri, don't-" he starts just as it's too late, having read the paper in the being's hand.
She catches it unconsciously and looks it over, realising it was just an ordinary coin...
Gaunter O'Dimm laugh, "Hehehehahahaha! With that, our deal is done. As stated here on the contract you signed, you would sell your soul for one gold piece. I hope you don't mind if I collect it now, do you?"
Reima "Ciri, when did you sign a fucking contract?" he quickly asks her.
Ciri "N-never! I've not touched paper aside from doing your... Paperwork... Surely a contract can't be formed as haphazardly as that!?" she exclaims, realising that she'd been tricked while she was signing papers in an exhausted and sleep-deprived state.
Gaunter O'Dimm "You can't blame a sly businessman for pouncing when he sees profit, so, that's that Miss Cirilla. You will come with me willingly, or I shall have to be forceful."
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During his attack, he had felt something "click" within himself, but he wasn't sure what it was... Another thing that had his mind wandering was the signs of explosions within the Nilfgaardian ranks...
To be honest, they look like the results of suicide bombers, the explosion looks to have been caused from within their own bodies as everything around the crater was entirely covered in blood.
He waves his hand and uses the Dark Hand with the Staff of Morwenna to collect the other Elder Vampires souls... He hadn't forgotten them, and wanted to make sure they wouldn't heal and escape.
"YOU BASTARD!" A voice shouts from the Nilfgaardian army, the man with the single glowing red arm had apparently survived...
Reima sighs, summoning a single Scytheclops from his shadow and sending it to deal with him, not feeling up to killing this idiot right now.
The Abyssal Servant runs up to the Nilfgaardian commander and tries to stomp on them...
...
When the sound of the man getting crushed under the giant's foot doesn't reach Reima he glances over to check what'd happened, noticing that his Scytheclops was in two pieces on the floor, the man's glowing red arm shaped into a giant energy blade...
Stairrde Strickut "You monster! You think you've won?! NO! MY MASTER FORSAW ALL OF THIS!" he shout as the blood of the suicide bombers behind him begins to glow...
Fro man eagles eye view if you look at the battlefield you'd be able to see that the blood splatter wasn't actually random... Instead, it resembled a mark... The mark, of Gaunter O'Dimm.
All of a sudden, the sounds of burning tree's, shouts of pain, howls from burning animals and everything else stopped. Even the breeze itself had halted itself, Reima looks around warily, still breathing heavily from the earlier battles.
*Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap*
The sound of clapping Reima remembers hearing inside the ominous shrine where he'd previously saved Lothaire and met Gaunter O'Dimm makes itself known behind him. The clapping itself seeming louder than anything else due to the entire lack of any other sound.
Gaunter O'Dimm slowly walks through the air as he steps towards Reima, a huge grin on his face. "Well, we meet again, King."
Reima scowls at him, "Whaddya want?" he says, retrieving his blade and gripping it tightly.
Gaunter raises his hands and shows his palms, "Hold on a moment, so much aggression... I've just come to talk, you know I can't do anything to those I have no business with, you're a smart man after all."
*Flash!*
A burst of turquoise light on the ground reveals Ciri who'd obviously tracked him via the pendant he'd given her.
Ciri "Rei!? What the hell's happening!? Time's stopped!" she shouts, obviously panicking.
Gaunter O'Dimm "Ah, the star of the party has arrived... I was wondering when you'd turn up." he says.
Reima descends towards the floor while restraining his aura, landing beside Ciri while still glaring at Gaunter O'Dimm... Ciri isn't the only other person not frozen in time however.
Stairrde Strickut, the Nilfgaardian soldier with the glowing red arm walks beside Gaunter as he lands on the floor, "Master, everyone has failed." he states, kneeling with respect to him.
Gaunter O'Dimm doesn't stop smiling, "Oh, you must've been mistaken about my intentions for this little charade, those creatures were never meant to kill him." he says.
Reima "So, you're responsible for planning this attack? And unleashing Dracula?" he asks, the dots starting to connect in his mind.
Gaunter O'Dimm slowly nods, "In a way, yes... I have to say, It's been a while since I've felt this strong... It's not every day you get a ritual sacrifice of such scale!" he exclaims, gesturing towards the mark made of blood decorating the battlefield.
Reima "You still haven't answered my question... What do you want? You said before that you can't do anything to someone you don't have business with?"
Gaunter O'Dimm nods, "You're correct, but here's the kicker!" he says, as a burst of flames deposit a piece of paper in his hand which is displays to them. "I have business with one, Cirilla, right here."
Ciri "W-what!? I've never met you before in my life!"
Gaunter O'Dimm "I know, but who says you need to meet face to face to conduct business?" he says, flicking a Remi gold coin as her.
Reima "Ciri, don't-" he starts just as it's too late, having read the paper in the being's hand.
She catches it unconsciously and looks it over, realising it was just an ordinary coin...
Gaunter O'Dimm laugh, "Hehehehahahaha! With that, our deal is done. As stated here on the contract you signed, you would sell your soul for one gold piece. I hope you don't mind if I collect it now, do you?"
Reima "Ciri, when did you sign a fucking contract?" he quickly asks her.
Ciri "N-never! I've not touched paper aside from doing your... Paperwork... Surely a contract can't be formed as haphazardly as that!?" she exclaims, realising that she'd been tricked while she was signing papers in an exhausted and sleep-deprived state.
Gaunter O'Dimm "You can't blame a sly businessman for pouncing when he sees profit, so, that's that Miss Cirilla. You will come with me willingly, or I shall have to be forceful."
During his attack, he had felt something "click" within himself, but he wasn't sure what it was... Another thing that had his mind wandering was the signs of explosions within the Nilfgaardian ranks...To be honest, they look like the results of suicide bombers, the explosion looks to have been caused from within their own bodies as everything around the crater was entirely covered in blood.He waves his hand and uses the Dark Hand with the Staff of Morwenna to collect the other Elder Vampires souls... He hadn't forgotten them, and wanted to make sure they wouldn't heal and escape."YOU BASTARD!" A voice shouts from the Nilfgaardian army, the man with the single glowing red arm had apparently survived...Reima sighs, summoning a single Scytheclops from his shadow and sending it to deal with him, not feeling up to killing this idiot right now.The Abyssal Servant runs up to the Nilfgaardian commander and tries to stomp on them......When the sound of the man getting crushed under the giant's foot doesn't reach Reima he glances over to check what'd happened, noticing that his Scytheclops was in two pieces on the floor, the man's glowing red arm shaped into a giant energy blade...Stairrde Strickut "You monster! You think you've won?! NO! MY MASTER FORSAW ALL OF THIS!" he shout as the blood of the suicide bombers behind him begins to glow...Fro man eagles eye view if you look at the battlefield you'd be able to see that the blood splatter wasn't actually random... Instead, it resembled a mark... The mark, of Gaunter O'Dimm.All of a sudden, the sounds of burning tree's, shouts of pain, howls from burning animals and everything else stopped. Even the breeze itself had halted itself, Reima looks around warily, still breathing heavily from the earlier battles.*Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap*The sound of clapping Reima remembers hearing inside the ominous shrine where he'd previously saved Lothaire and met Gaunter O'Dimm makes itself known behind him. The clapping itself seeming louder than anything else due to the entire lack of any other sound.Gaunter O'Dimm slowly walks through the air as he steps towards Reima, a huge grin on his face. "Well, we meet again, King."Reima scowls at him, "Whaddya want?" he says, retrieving his blade and gripping it tightly.Gaunter raises his hands and shows his palms, "Hold on a moment, so much aggression... I've just come to talk, you know I can't do anything to those I have no business with, you're a smart man after all."*Flash!*A burst of turquoise light on the ground reveals Ciri who'd obviously tracked him via the pendant he'd given her.Ciri "Rei!? What the hell's happening!? Time's stopped!" she shouts, obviously panicking.Gaunter O'Dimm "Ah, the star of the party has arrived... I was wondering when you'd turn up." he says.Reima descends towards the floor while restraining his aura, landing beside Ciri while still glaring at Gaunter O'Dimm... Ciri isn't the only other person not frozen in time however.Stairrde Strickut, the Nilfgaardian soldier with the glowing red arm walks beside Gaunter as he lands on the floor, "Master, everyone has failed." he states, kneeling with respect to him.Gaunter O'Dimm doesn't stop smiling, "Oh, you must've been mistaken about my intentions for this little charade, those creatures were never meant to kill him." he says.Reima "So, you're responsible for planning this attack? And unleashing Dracula?" he asks, the dots starting to connect in his mind.Gaunter O'Dimm slowly nods, "In a way, yes... I have to say, It's been a while since I've felt this strong... It's not every day you get a ritual sacrifice of such scale!" he exclaims, gesturing towards the mark made of blood decorating the battlefield.Reima "You still haven't answered my question... What do you want? You said before that you can't do anything to someone you don't have business with?"Gaunter O'Dimm nods, "You're correct, but here's the kicker!" he says, as a burst of flames deposit a piece of paper in his hand which is displays to them. "I have business with one, Cirilla, right here."Ciri "W-what!? I've never met you before in my life!"Gaunter O'Dimm "I know, but who says you need to meet face to face to conduct business?" he says, flicking a Remi gold coin as her.Reima "Ciri, don't-" he starts just as it's too late, having read the paper in the being's hand.She catches it unconsciously and looks it over, realising it was just an ordinary coin...Gaunter O'Dimm laugh, "Hehehehahahaha! With that, our deal is done. As stated here on the contract you signed, you would sell your soul for one gold piece. I hope you don't mind if I collect it now, do you?"Reima "Ciri, when did you sign a fucking contract?" he quickly asks her.Ciri "N-never! I've not touched paper aside from doing your... Paperwork... Surely a contract can't be formed as haphazardly as that!?" she exclaims, realising that she'd been tricked while she was signing papers in an exhausted and sleep-deprived state.Gaunter O'Dimm "You can't blame a sly businessman for pouncing when he sees profit, so, that's that Miss Cirilla. You will come with me willingly, or I shall have to be forceful."
