As the pair walked out the guild they ran into one last caramel skinned problem.
Eel and a mystery girl crashed into one another nipple to nipple. Luckily their breast & height was close to an exact match so the two didn’t end up kissing but it appeared her physical stats (unsurprisingly) did not match. This resulted in the poor girl being sent flying backwards to land on her buttox – little in the way of armour as she wore a simple black chesong – causing the girl to let out a soft groan.
Elizabeth Jr was surprised for another reason though since not only did she not feel the girl’s lifeforce but the girl looked about her age… Yet had the same bust size. This wasn’t allowed, she was supposed to be the one with unnaturally large boobies not this random princess!
The girl’s dress had a heart shaped opening where she seemed to proudly show off her tanned skin (unusual considering the location) while looking up angrily back at Elizabeth Jr past her reading glasses. No fear in those blue eyes, a black love heart under her right eye while a pink eyeshadow along with unusually well shaped eyebrows.
Seeing the books she had been holding about various methods of obtaining magical servants scattered across the floor made the veins on her forehead pop as she glared harshly at the dragon. Those large pink lips frowning. Yet something about this girl made Elizabeth Jr feel weird as even that blonde hair seemed… Unnatural. There was a word on the tip of her tongue which caused her to quickly scan through the dictionary she had in her brain. Though to outsiders it just looked like she was blankly looking at the girl who she knocked over (which was also just true).
It was made more confusing though as the anger in the other girl’s eyes slowly faded as it seemed that she also found something oddly familiar about the dragon. This led to her also looking blankly towards Elizabeth Jr. Filtering through her own memories to see where she recognised the girl in front of her…
“Erm, Beth…?” <Emily>
“Aha – so that is who thou art – the supposed {Hero} & {Adventurer Prince}! Surely you have figured out how amazing I, as well as my plans, are so wish to-” <Promicarus>
“That’s the word, fake! Your hair, boobs and those fat lips that make you seem punchable aren’t real are they?!” <Eel>
Emily wanted to step in to make things calm down and get things moving but as the girl seemed to be making some sort of declaration in a haughty manner Eel began to spout some nonsense. Even if it was true Emily was completely sure that blatantly asking someone was considered rude never mind the bit added on the end. Yet that didn’t seem to stop their new ‘friend’ from continuing on with their provocation in turn. In fact the tanned girl seemed more proud if anything!
“I prefer the term ‘perfected’ in relation to my appearance. But yes~. They are made to be far better than yours~!” <Promicarus>
Standing up Promicarus crossed her arms under her chest, pushing those sweater puppies up only to release them again to let them bounce around provocatively. They also seemed to easily defy gravity with no signs of sagging when stationary. A malicious grin on her hand while she seemed to forget about her original grievance completely.
“With how much they jiggle about why would they be better? Though I guess one of those ‘bras’ could help with that… You’re clearly not wearing one so those fake boobies would just get in the way when trying to hunt fufufu~.” <Eel>
Eel just glanced at those boobies while completely dismissing the girl as an idiot. Obviously everything was better when provided from nature instead of ruining what you had like this strange girl. They looked the same age but clearly she was the smarter one out of the two so a confident smirk appeared on her face – if that fake brat wanted a challenge she could certainly dish out one!
Promicarus just sneered in response while spreading her arms out – her fingers separating as strings of darkness began to seep out from their tips. In front of her a dark eerie magic formation began to form. The girl also lept backwards to impressively land upon a nearby fence post with perfect balance… As unbelievable as that may be with her bust.
“Well shall we see which is better then; perfection or an unripe dragon~?” <Promicarus>
The strings from her fingers shot out as if this declaration was a golden command. They quickly zipped into the magic circle which imploded in on itself to make a black rift from which a set of two metal claws shot out. Ripping the dirt from the road up a gigantic figure soon made its appearance in full glory… Except that most of it was hidden behind a large black cloak leading to the only thing being visible was it’s giant frame that towered over Eel.
As the portal closed behind it two large swords shot out from the rift before it closed to land in front of the giant. It merely reached down and took the two swords before slowly lifting them as if it were getting used to their weight. The masked head slowly turned to glare towards Elizabeth Jr as a black flame almost seemed to be hiding behind the cloak with how the darkness constantly flickered… Yet no heat could be felt.
Eel said nothing else as she slowly summoned her own sword in her left hand – a grin present on her face clearly made it well known how she felt about this situation.
“I’m really regretting not bringing my spear now fufufu~!” <Eel>
An explosion occurred behind both figures as they charged at one another in the middle of the street. The giant lunged with a simple right swing from overhead which Eel easily avoided by twisting her body to it’s right – barely avoiding the blade as she in turn thrust out her right hand towards it’s waist as if holding her spear. In response a golden spear appeared in said hand as she aimed to puncture right through the giant’s side.
It wouldn’t be that easy though.
As the spear approached the giant actually stepped away to increase the time it had to react before thrusting it’s second blade to pierce through the dragon’s heart. Eel just thrust her own left blade under her spear hand to slide along the inside of the giant blade to make it barely shoot past her shoulder carrying a powerful wind current. The hungry grin on her face extended as she was sure she’d puncture right through the puppet… Only for a massive knee to connect with her chest sending her spirally backwards with a grimace. Blood did softly trickle from her lips but it was hardly a major blow for her at this point.
It did annoyingly remind her of her lack of experience with sword and spear.
Helplessly she spread out her limbs to try to control her speed as she soared through the air, managing to balance herself out before landing upon the roof of the small one story adventurers guild. Skidding back her eyes never left the puppet only for her to spot something in the corner of her eye causing her to suddenly tilt her head. As she did that a bolt of darkness clipped her cheek causing a little scratch that soon healed up; she didn’t make her frown but smile instead.
“Tsk!” <Promicarus>
Of course, the bolt of darkness came from the outstretched palm of Promicarus who was still just balanced on that fence. She had obviously not moved an inch since the fight began and neither seemed particularly focused either. In fact she made a file from darkness and began to work on her nails which had been scuffed from her fall earlier.
<Her tits are fake but her skills are real, not to mention fighting her seems to bring me far more joy than some random kids on the street~! Let’s see how far this can go fufufu~!>
With that she threw up her light spear only to quickly grab it again – this time however she held it in a reverse grip which she used to send the spear of light flying over the tall figure to instead attempt to skewer the girl. The puppet of course reacted by retreating back while swinging a sword to slice the light spear in half with ease. But, in that brief moment, Eel lept backwards to instead vanish off the roof-top. The girl meanwhile furrowed her brow while her gaze turned away from her nails to gaze around the village…
“Where could that immature lizard have run!” <Promicarus>
Elizabeth Jr wasn’t a warrior – she was a hunter.
