"Jeanette, what happened to you?" Disbelief and sadness are visible in Isabelle's eyes as she beholds her daughter's new form.
Ash white hair cut short like in her legend, her skin just as pale as a corpse that has risen from the dead. She was covered head to toe in black, from her armor, to her boots, to the flamboyant black cape with black fur trim.
But her most striking feature are her pale yellow eyes. Eyes burning with fury that bore holes into Isabelle's soul.
"The fuck did you call me?!"
[IceCold-Melony361: What a rotten woman. Don't talk to Mademoiselle Isabelle that way!! She's your mother!! ]
[Good grief. Rebellious children are a universal constant it seems, no matter the era. ]
[Lusamine_Aether: that poor woman. Not only does she have a murderer for a daughter, she is also being treated by said daughter as something insignificant. Unforgiveable. ]
The older blonde woman flinched when "Jeanette" cursed at her with a snarl. She had seen her little girl angry in the past, but she hadn't been the target of such anger before.
"Jeanette, it's what I always called you since you were just a little girl. Don't you remember?"
Jeanne's glare gained a touch of confusion hearing those words. She squinted her eyes so that she could take a good, long hard look at the woman. After a moment, she said, "I am sorry Old Lady, I think you are lost. I've never been called Jeanette by anyone, not even Gilles. My name is Jeanne D'Arc, the saint devoted to France."
[The fuck you are!! You aren't a saint!! You are a monster!! ]
[CaptainDrakeE4: The audacity of this bitch, to call herself a saint after murdering thousands! ]
[DragoonRuleZ: Does… Jeanne not know Isabelle is her mother? Or was Isabelle lying to us? ]
[No. Chaldea has verified that Isabelle Romee is Jeanne D'Arc's mother. Why does Jeanne not seem to recognize her? Your guess is as good as mine. ]
"And as for what happened to me, I don't know if you heard but I got burned at the stake by heretics who went against the Lord's will!"
The sheer vitriol and hatred caused Isabelle to stare at her daughter in despair. She knew her daughter's death was unjust and cruel, which was why she had been planning on clearing her daughter's name. But now? Now she was facing her worst nightmare.
Her heart hurt, but it hurt more now kniwing that her sweet Jeanette, her daughter, had resurrected as the witch that everyone believed her to be.
And to make matters worse, she didn't seem to recognize her.
Isabelle swallowed her fear and opened her mouth again.
"Jeanette… do you… not remember me?"
Jeanne gave the woman a confused frown, "What are you on about? Aside from the fact you look nearly identical to someone I despise, I have never met you before in my life."
[I am confused. Is Isabelle her mom or not?]
[Amnesia? ]
[Hmmm, I dunno, the more we hear these two talk, the more I believe Jeanne is an imposter. ]
[That, or her mind was heavily manipulated by a psychic. Lev showed us that psychic powers are possible in this world, so it could be the case here. ]
[Beaumains: My best guess is that Jeanne D'Arc is an alter servant, like my King in Fuyuki. She has the same color scheme as her and is acting harsher towards her loved ones. ]
[GARcher: I was thinking the same. Their resemblance is uncanny, almost as if they were sisters. ]
[Oh right! I forgot that alter servants were a thing! But that still doesn't explain her not knowing who her mother was. ]
Isabelle pursed her lips and a frown graced her features. Her gaze drifted behind Jeanne's form and saw the crater ruins of what was once La Charité. A lively town that was once filled with innocent families just doing their best to live their lives in peace. And now? They are all facing Saint Peter at the gates of heaven.
All because of her "daughter."
Her eyes beheld the horned devil with wings who her "daughter" used as a mount. Then she gave the evil woman her attention once more, this time directly in her eyes.
Those inhuman eyes sent a shiver down Isabelle's spine. Clenching her hands and placing them over her chest, she stared the woman down and opened her mouth to speak.
"You're not my Jeanette."
The white haired woman gave the older blonde a dry, unamused stare, "That's what I said earlier. My name is not Jeanette, it's Jeanne D'Arc-"
Hearing the imposter continue to refer to herself as her daughter, she snapped, "NO YOU ARE NOT!!"
Ritsuka, Mash and even Jeanne did not expect to see the meek and reserved woman suddenly expressing anger.
"You are not Jeanne La Pucelle!! Neither are you a saint!! My daughter is dead!! And you are an indecent imposter who stole her face and is defiling her name with acts of evil!!"
"Jeanne" took a step back, caught completely off guard by the woman's words.
"D-daughter?"
Seeing her state of shock only emboldened Isabelle to keep going, "Yes, Jeanne D'Arc was my daughter! If you were truly her, then you should have known that!"
[Whoo, way to put her in her place, mama Isabelle!! ]
[*Sigh* I knew she was going to act this way. The Jeanne she knows and the Jeanne that burned France to the ground were too different.]
[Good on her for disowning this Jeanne. Regardless of whether this is the real Jeanne or not, this needed to be done. ]
[Shame that she can't accept that her Jeannette became such a monster and had to effectively kill Jeanne in her head so her memories of her also wouldn't be tarnished. ]
Jeanne grit her teeth, "shut up. "
The rest of the group took note of the sudden shift in Jeanne's tone but Isabelle didn't care and ignored the False Jeanne's demand. She pointed a finger at the young woman, "but it seems like Satan and his demons have gotten lazy with their disguises! Who are you?! And why are you using my daughter's face to butcher innocent followers of the Lord?!"
"I said, shut up."
"Madam. I know it's not my business to interfere in your family affairs, but I think you should stop." Mash tried to intervene, but Isabelle didn't listen and instead got more incensed.
"No! I will not be silenced!! My innocent and sweet daughter was falsely labelled a heretic and murdered under false pretenses!! I will not have that demon sully her name further by proving her killers right with her senseless crusade of vengeance!!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU OLD HAG!!" An unbearable heat crashed into the group, as Jeanne unleashed her inner flames as a response towards the woman's scolding.
Mash put up her guard, ready to square off against a pissed off Dragon Witch and her legendary dragon.
Isabelle's throat felt dry, and the next words she was going to speak died due to the sheer heat coming from the false Jeanne.
[Oh fuck, that isn't good. ]
[I was so focused on the high of seeing Jeanne getting dressed down by her mama that I forgot that the rant could end up aggroing the boss lady into attacking them. ]
"Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me who I am? I know who I am!! I am Jeanne D'Arc!! I don't have a mother! And I don't care if I have one or not!! All I care about is burning this wretched country, and everyone who inhabits it, to the fucking ground until not even ashes remain!!"
Jeanne held her glare on the older woman for a moment, and smirked at seeing her shrink in fear. Satisfied, she gave her attention to the rogue servant and her master, who were observing the exchange with high levels of anxiety.
"I came here because I felt the presence of a rogue master and servant in the vicinity. I would normally not have any qualms with you and would have finished you off quickly."
Jeanne bared her teeth, giving the group an ugly scowl remeniscent the horned, evil dragon behind her.
"But after that little exchange? Now I'mpissed off. And I'm going to slow roast all of you over hellfire before I feed your twitching bodies to Fafnir."
Hearing his name, the dragon Fafnir unleashed a roar that rattled everyone, even the viewers in chat, to their bones.
[Σ(°ᗣ ° ꪱꪱꪱ) ] x2731
[CaptainDrakeE4: Aw fuck they're dead. ]
[Bunny_Aachan: Uwah, I was hoping that wasn't gonna be the case, but she just confirmed that the dragon is Fafnir. Master is fucked.]
[Kream: What a vulgar way to describe Master's dire straits. But yes, he is. Without Balmung, they have no chance of driving it back. ]
The heat around her body coalesced into her hand, an invisible force compressing and igniting the heat into a flame that was so intense, it made the surrounding air feel like they were standing near a furnace.
She pointed her open palm at Isabelle who took a step back in fear of her life.
"Die."
Flames shot out of Jeanne's hands, akin to a dragon spewing flames.
[Fire&Flamez: That is a lot of fire…. ]
Mash gulped seeing the massive wall of flames come towards her but she grit her teeth and readied herself so that she could unleash her Noble phantasm.
However, before she could do so, a figure jumped in front of Mash.
A maiden dressed in attire that mirrored Jeanne D'Arc's, except, instead of all black, she wore a dark blue palette that was complimented by white crosses on her cape alongside bright silver armor and headpiece.
Her skin pink and rosy that exuded a superb beauty, and in contrast to her short haired counterpart, this woman also had a long braided ponytail that reached her hips.
The white swallowtail banner she wielded shone briefly and easily dispersed the evil flames with its light.
The battlefield fell silent as everyone stared at the newcomer with recognition in their faces.
"No way… is that?" Mash muttered in disbelief, her eyes not believing what she was seeing.
"A second Jeanne D'Arc? How is it possible?" Ritsuka said in the same disbelieving tone as his kohai Mash.
"The throne of heroes exists outside the flow of space/time. So while it's rare, having the same servant summoned at the same time in different stages of its life is possible, especially while in a singularity. "
[OMA A PLOT TWIST!! ]
[The real Jeanne D'Arc has made her appearance!! ]
[I am so sorry I doubted you Madame Romee! ]
[Ditto. I think we all owe her an apology for throwing shade at her due to believing Evil Jeanne wasn't her daughter. ]
[We also owe the real Jeanne an apology. ]
[I'll still hold onto my judgement. I need to see how she acts before any apology is given. ]
"It was you… all this time… you were the one who has been protecting me all this time… "
Jeanette gives Isabelle a tired, but kind smile, "yes mother. It was me. I'm sorry you've been dragged into this mess, but I promise I will keep you safe."
Isabelle's eyes started to water, her hands covering her mouth as she saw at the pure image of her daughter, her real daughter, back from the dead.
[Goodness, it's like night and day!! She looks completely different to Jeanne… wait… they're both Jeanne! How are we gonna differentiate them?!]
[Evil Jeanne and Good Jeanne? ]
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): Too cliche. It's gotta have pizzazz. Also, blonde Jeanne is now officially just Jeanne. We need to come up with a name for the edgy one. ]
[Dark Jeanne? ]
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): Better. But it's missing the pizzazz. ]
[Dragon Master Jeanne? ]
[DragonMasterLance: No. ]
[Dragon's-Iris: Hell No!! ]
[CaptainDrakeE4: How unoriginal. There's already too many Dragon usernames as it is! You brats are trying too hard. Just call her Bitch from now on and be done with it. ]
[CasCu: Problem is, based on the current pattern, this chick isn't gonna be the only alter bitch Master encounters. ]
[CaptainDrakeE4: Humph, then from now on, just add bitch to the name of the servant. Bitch Jeanne, Bitch Saber, and Bitch Boudica. ]
[CasCu: You know what? I like the cut of your jib old man. ]
[Heart0f6old: How about Step On Me Jeanne?]
[Heart0f6old has been timed out for 5 minutes]
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): you broke through the thin ice you were standing on. Now drown. ]
The sweet moment was interrupted by a low chuckle.
All eyes move to the False Jeanne, whose shoulders tremble as she lets out a howl of laughter.
"Well, what do we have here? Another lookalike! And it's the real deal this time!! Pah, so weak!
The fact you manifested at all means this pathetic country is still desperate enough to rely on a small field mouse to fight their wars for them!! Oh, it's a shame Gilles isn't here to see your pathetic ass attempting to play protector to these humans. He would be laughing his butt off!!"
[IliekQTthings: Ugh, will you shut the fuck up already you fake Jeanne?! We have a real, cuter Jeanne now so go away!! ]
[Beaumains: Better to be a brave mouse than a coward of a rat like you Miss Dragon Witch. ]
[IliekQTthings: Ooh. Burned!! ]
[I think that joke may be too soon. ]
[For good Jeanne? Yes. For Evil Jeanne? Nah, she deserves it. ]
Jeanne the blonde stares at her twin with a determined glare, "so, you're the Dragon Witch I've been hearing so much about."
Dark Jeanne gives the Blond a playful smirk, "Indeed I am. What of it?"
The newcomer grips her flagpole in anger, her palm whitening from the strength she exerts.
"You fool, how could you go around and kill innocent people who weren't even responsible for our execution!? France and her people do not deserve this hatred! They are blameless!!"
The False Jeanne gives the normal Jeanne a mocking look of disappointment, "wow, you really are naive, or is it stupidity? Perhaps both. In any case, you call ME foolish and these weaklings blameless? Hah! The fact that they all stood to stare at us as we burned with smiles on their faces says otherwise!!"
Jeanne the blonde's face falters for a moment. She wants to refute her words, but her evil counterpart doesn't let her.
"We gave our lives to this country. We sought to help our fellow countrymen by driving out the English and how do they repay us? With betrayal!"
[Fire&Flamez: I mean… she's not wrong. Getting burned alive is one of the worst ways to die. Getting betrayed by people who she trusted on top of that just makes it all the more painful. ]
[No Good Jeanne!! Don't listen to the Dark Side!! Just because she is speaking the truth doesn't mean she's right!! ]
Dark Jeanne tilts her head at her counterpart, a layer of cold fury coating her already enraged face, "Did you know that wimp Charles had the power to save us? It would have been easy, all he had to do was pay a ransom and save us from our sham of a trial. We believed in him, we believed in France. We were stupid enough to let ourselves have faith that all would end well. But that's not what happened, was it?"
"Instead he chose to leave us to our deaths!! Because he was a scheming snake who was too cowardly to pay a simple ransom because he was too far up his own ass with politics that he left us at the mercy of the English!!" Dark Jeanne spat out, venom coating every word she spoke.
[Kream: That bastard Charles is giving me Hagen vibes. ]
[@ Kream What does ice cream have to do with King Charles being a coward? ]
[Kream; HAGEN THE BASTARD WHO KILLED MY HUSBAND! NOT HAGEN DAAZ THE CONFECTION YOU IDIOT! ]
[I-I'm sorry!! ]
Dark Jeanne slams her banner firmly into the ground, cracking the dirt beneath and fixing it in place. A strong wind sweeps through, causing the banner to billow and proudly display the emblem of a dragon for all to see.
[Damn hate her all you want but you can't deny that is a sick emblem. ]
[DragonMasterLance: … no comment. ]
[Dragon's-Iris: I mean… Opelucid Gym's badge is cooler… ]
[DRaigHan: Yeah, it's kinda lame when compared to Hammerlocke's Dragon Badge. ]
[CaptainDrakeE4: Oh for the love of Rayquaza, stop being a bunch of pussies and just admit it looks cool!! The designers are assholes but the design itself is badass!! Don't be afraid to show your pride for your favorite typing just because of a rotten egg stinking up the basket!! ]
[Dragon's-Iris: alright fine!! I admit it!! It's soo cool!! ]
[DRaigHan: Fuck it, dragon PR is pretty low already. Might as well own it. I want it on a t-shirt. ]
[DragonMasterLance: I think it would look better on a cape. ]
"I can no longer hear His voice. Which means that the Lord has taken his blessings from this country. And it is my duty to unleash his divine retribution on all of humanity using my undying hatred as the executioner's blade to reshape France into a Land of the Dead!!"
[Spoken like a true delusional edgelord. ]
[Junior_Researcher: Wow, she actually believes that. How moronic. ]
[Fire&Flamez: as Gudao's world would say, she drank her own Kool Aid. She doesn't think logically, she thinks emotionally and it clouds her judgement. That kind of mentality is made even more dangerous by the fact she has fire powers. ]
"What kind of backward fringe logic is that?! Did it ever occur to you that the reason you stopped being able to hear God's voice is because he disapproved of your genocide? "
Evil Jeanne narrowed her eyes at the interruption, unamused.
"I don't know who said that or where the voice is coming from, but I don't care. Fuck off. " Her eyes glowed for a split second, then the next, Romani could be heard letting out a yelp.
"Ah!! My special limited edition Magi☆Mari ergonomic mousepad!! Noooo!! Someone get me a fire extinguisher!! "
"Romani! The console is on fire too! Put it out first!! "Da Vinci said with urgency.
"Oh shit!! It is!! " The sound of a fire extinguisher hissed through the connection.
"N-no way… was that… Amaterasu?!" Ritsuka said, fearing that power from Naruto was real.
[So she has heat vision that can cross spacetime? Great. ]
[Uh… I suddenly don't feel like using TTS anymore. ]
[Yeah… me neither. ]
"Nooo!! She's ruined!! Forgive me Magi☆Mari!! I didn't know she could attack her enemies by sight!! "
[No!! Not the Magi☆Mari booba mousepad!! ]
[She's gone too far!!! ]
[Magi☆Mari must be avenged!! ]
[OrochiMochiHime: Good grief. You are all hopeless. It was just a piece of plastic. ]
[Krystal: I know Chiyome, but unfortunately, these idiots take their plastic very seriously. ]
Romani's sobs are audible to all, but after their initial shock at the unexpected fire attack, no one from Chaldea pays him much mind.
Blonde Jeanne seemed a bit confused by the voice but chose to focus on continuing her confrontation against her dark self.
"You keep saying "us "and "we ", like you and I are the same person. But are you really me? If you really were, you would have known who the person you attacked just now was and how precious they were to us!! That woman you so rudely denounced as a hag is Isabelle Romee. She is OUR mother and she was the one who believed in us even after we were condemned at the stake!! Even after all the horrible things she heard about us, she still believed in Jeanne D'Arc!! Yet you didn't recognize her!! Who are you really?!"
The white haired Jeanne started to become much more aggravated by Jeanne the Blonde's words. Confusion, hesitance and fury.
She felt so much fury that she nearly exploded in fire and flames. Then, as quickly as the emotions in her mind had clashed, they calmed.
Her confusion was set aside, her fury cold, controlled, and focused.
Her smirk returned.
[Uh oh. She did a 180. That ain't good. ]
[Keep pushing good Jeanne!! We need to get her mad again!! Maybe if we're lucky she'll die from it and we can resolve the singularity right here and now!! ]
[She is a Primeape in spirit but not in flesh. And even if she was, it's too late. She already evolved into an Annihilape I'm afraid. She got so angry that she came back from the dead. ]
[Seriously!! Where is a fairy type when you need it!!? ]
[Dragon's-Iris: Dragons are not weak to fairies here guys, and even if they were, Jeanne would be part fire type so it wouldn't make much of an impact. ]
[Dammit!! ]
"God not only are you slow, but you're also deaf." Evil Jeanne spread her arms out to her sides, her palms facing the sky as she stared them down with a devilish grin.
"I am the real Ruler Class heroic spirit, Jeanne D'Arc. The Saviour of the Land, born anew from Hellfire and you are nothing more than the ashes that I have cast away. And nothing you or that woman says means anything to me!! "
[So she was a Ruler Servant? What do they do again? ]
[CasCu: They are servants that have the purpose to oversee Grail Wars. Usually they are meant to be a neutral party, but this bitch is anything but neutral. ]
She held her arm as if restraining a hidden power.
"I've changed my mind. I'm not gonna roast you. No, you are beneath me and unworthy to be devoured by Fafnir."
A manic grin spread across her face, "come to me my servants!!!"
A command seal etched on the back of her hand vanished and four servants manifested in the air above.
Their forms slammed into the ground like meteorites, sending dust flying.
A harsh wind blew the clouds away, revealing the forms of four servants.
A pale white man with long flowing, silky smooth blonde hair. It contrasted well with his dark royal attire. His blood red eyes and smug grin sent a chill to those who stared at him for too long.
[Ms. Roxanne: Wait. Hold a moment! That servant. It's not a cute girl, a lewd woman, a bishonen, or even a cute boy dressed up like a girl. It's a man!! An honest to goodness man dressed modestly with rugged, mature facial structure and has a beard?!! ]
[Impossibru!! ]
[CasCu: You guys get fixate on the weirdest details sometimes, no, all the time. ]
[Beaumains: can't blame them though. That servant definitely looks more manly than all of us. ]
[GARcher: I'm not a bishonen. ]
[Do you have a handsome rugged beard? ]
[GARcher: no. ]
[Then compared to him, you are a bishonen. ]
[GARcher: what sound, irrefutable logic. ]
Next was a woman dressed in a blood red noblewoman's dress. Her smooth skin was even paler than her compatriot.
However, what really caught everyone's attention was the way she was dressed. She looked like she came straight out of a bondage porn film set in the Victorian era. While she had plenty of gaudy garments on, none of them were used to cover her body. Her body was instead covered in a black two piece bikini that was too lazy to cover her body beyond what was needed.
Her legs were the most covered part of her body barring her back.
Like Mash, she wore high heels, but unlike Mash's, hers seemed far more impractical, the heel spike sharply pointed.
[Ah, so it seems we are back to business as usual. ]
[L-L-Leeewd!! She is waaay too lewd!! ]
[Are all female servants going to be wearing such skimpy outfits? What is this some waifu collector game?! ]
[More like a hentai game. ]
[VampHaterCIEL: … Vampires….. (◣_◢) ]
[Wow. Living up to the name aren't we CIEL? ]
[VampHaterCIEL: Cheh, these bastards are lucky I'm not allowed to interfere… yet. Sadly, Gudao and his group are no match for them so long as that dragon and that witch draw breath. ]
[Yet? ]
[VampHaterCIEL: my PTO request is still processing. ]
[Right… ]
Another servant dressed in a white and baby blue French Dragoon Uniform, topped with a navy blue hat, landed nearby. At first glance, the servant appeared to be a boy because of his attire, but on closer inspection, observers could see that he also possessed many feminine features.
[AltariaFloof: Oh no!! They're Cute!! ]
[IliekQTthings: Normally I would strangle you for such a statement, but in this case. I agree. Why are all the cute ones in the evil camp!!? ]
[This is the part where professor Oak asks "Are you a boy or a girl?" But it seems like this time the question is not so obvious at first glance is it professor? ]
[Mighty1Oak: Unfortunately not my dear chap. ]
Finally, the last servant that revealed herself was someone everyone from Chaldea could immediately recognize.
"Saint Martha." Ritsuka said with a somber tone, which drew the woman's maddened gaze.
[We need to save her from the clutches of her evil, abusive trainer!! ]
[Resolving a singularity? Saving mankind? Secondary goals. # FreeSaintMartha!!]
"And how did you figure that out, wandering Master?" Jeanne demanded, and a chill ran up Ritsuka's spine as he realized he had caught evil woman's attention.
"Lucky guess." He lied as easily as he breathed, but it wasn't very convincing, as the false Jeanne narrowed her eyes at him.
"Well, it doesn't matter how you know the identity of my servants, since you'll all be dead anyway."
"Berserk Lancer, Berserk Assassin. I have a special treat for you. Behold, the Maiden of Orleans and her self proclaimed mother."
The two servants eyed the women hungrily, while Jeanne the Dragon Witch merely smiled. "They're all yours. Bon appetit."
The red countess stepped forward and took a long, deep breath of air through her nose.
"Hmmm… what a delectable scent. The blood of a saint, a young virgin saint, is intoxicating." She took a deep breath of the air and exhaled in delight. " Ah…. I cannot wait to lather my gorgeous body in your blood and insides. " The woman in red bondage said.
[Sweet merciful mew, why is it always blood? ]
[Magic is power. Blood has magic. Which means Blood has power. ]
[I know the why, but I just wanna know WHY?! ]
[VampHaterCIEL: because the world is unfair and its filled and dominated by perverts like that red bloodsucker over there. ]
"Cheh, gluttonous woman as always. Who said you would get the virgin saint?!" Berserk Lancer hissed at the berserk assassin.
The red woman scoffed, "Because I have no need for that hag behind her. She's already developed crows feet!! Just being in her presence is already making my skin itch."
"What a shallow woman you are. Very well, I will have the chicken while you partake in the egg. I guess it makes sense considering how much of a child you are."
"Shut your mouth Dracul! I take my exfoliating blood baths very seriously!!"
"Dracul… Dracula?! The vampire of legend!!?" Mash suddenly exclaimed with a bit of alarm.
Dracul's gaze flickered to Mash, before she returned a glare to his fellow blood obsessed companion.
"You degenerate fool!! To think you were foolish enough to reveal my true name!"
[Wah!! Dracula is real!!? (˘ŏ_ŏ) ]
[Should that really be a surprise anymore? ]
[Gudao: How is he standing in sunlight? I thought vampires were weak to sunlight?! ]
[VampHaterCIEL: Oh, I wish all bloodsuckers were weak to the sun. It would make my job easier. Unfortunately, some bloodsuckers have found ways to get immunity from it. Vlad III is a servant who was actually known as Vlad the impaler. It's a long story, but in a nutshell, Vlad was a Wallachian king that liked to impale people on stakes and did it so often, many people portrayed him as a monster. His brutality led to him being associated with Dracula centuries later.
Dracul here seems to have a set of circumstances that allow him to circumnavigate the weakness. Whether he still has access to his powers, that we will have to wait and see.
]
[Blue-TheCHAMP: It's never a straight and simple answer with the Moonlit world is it? ]
[VampHaterCIEL: No. No it isn't. ]
The woman wore a decorative mask so it wasn't possible to see what her eyes were looking at, but based on the way she rolled her neck in an exaggerated manner, it was easy to guess she was also rolling her eyes, "Not like it matters now does it? Like our master said, these humans are dead men walking."
Dracul grit his teeth before he let out a scoff, "I suppose you are right, it doesn't matter if these people know my true name, kind of like how it doesn't matter how much blood of innocent, young maidens you bathe in. Because in the end, no matter how smooth your skin is, you, Elizabeth Bathory, will always be a hag."
The newly identified Elizabeth Bathory raised her brows in incredulity, before they fell into an ugly scowl.
"Why you! You take that back you bat bastard!!"
[Hahahahaha oh arc, my sides. ]
[That's what you get for calling sweet Isabelle a hag, you hag!! ]
[I bet that's why she hides her face behind a mask. ]
[And I thought Medusa and Boudica had low compatibility as a team. ]
[Gudao: Elizabeth Bathory, can we get some context? I'm lost. ]
[VampHaterCIEL: She pretty much gave away her backstory the moment she opened her mouth. But Elizabeth Bathory or Carmilla, was a noblewoman who killed young women and girls and bathed in their blood to gain their beauty and youth. Nasty woman. I'd recommend aiming for her face and leaving a few ugly scars so that her outsides can match her insides. ]
[Damn girl, you scary. ]
"Enough!!"
The two servants stopped and turned toward their master, annoyance etched on their faces.
"Stop fighting and kill them already!! Once you do, then you can fight over who gets to bleed their corpses dry! Do I make myself clear?!"
"Apologies Mater, we got carried away." Dracul said, while Carmilla grunted in agreement.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. D'Eon, Martha, you two take the care of the rogue master and his demiservant. Can't have them interfering with Vlad and Carmilla's feast after all."
The enemy servants exchanged glances, nodded and refocused their attention on Chaldea.
"This is bad. I don't think I can take two servants at once while protecting senpai at the same time." Mash said, a drop of sweat trickling from her forehead.
"I want to say we should run away, but it would seem that avenue has been cut off from us. "
[Dammit!! They are really in a dire situation right now!! ]
[Evil Jeanne isn't fucking around anymore. So now what do we do? ]
[We could try using TTS, but that feeling of dread isn't letting me click on it!! ]
[Same!! I've never had issues with it until now, but all of a sudden I can't do it!! ]
"She's sending all four of her servants against us?!! Oh, that isn't good. That is bad. That is very very bad. What do we do, what do we do?!! "
"Doctor Roman, please stop panicking over communications. You are making all of us panic too! "
"SORRY!! But we're dead if we can't get out of this… oh wait! I know what to do!! Give me a moment, I need to go to write an email to Magi☆Mari!! "
[Tarnished-Silver: What is he doing? How the Fuck is an idol going to help us?! ]
[I dunno man. I think he finally lost his marbles. ]
[Believe in the Magi☆Mari that believes in you, and all your dreams will come true!! ]
"Magi☆Mari!! We're being attacked by four servants at once!! PLEASE SEND HELP!! from your #1 fan. Romani Archaman. Ok send. "
Hearing the ridiculous comedy skit from Romani only seemed to aggravate not just Mash but also the patient Ritsuka.
"Doctor Roman!! This is serious!! Stop messing around and help us!!" Ritsuka said in an obviously annoyed tone of voice.
"I am being serious!! But Magi☆Mari hasn't answered my email yet!! Please answer me Magi☆Mari!! "
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): she's a popular idol you pendejo! She probably has hundreds of normal fanmail she doesn't bother reading!! What makes you think she'll read an email?!! ]
[Magi☆Mari: Oh alright, but this is the first and only time I will do so. For my adoring, handsome fan. ]
[GudakoBot: Thank you for followingMagi☆Mari ]
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): Huh?! ]
[GudakoBot: Stream Goal reached!! Potshot Redeems have been UNLOCKED.
Are you tired of standing on the sidelines, watching an inevitable tragedy happen without being able to do something a whole universe away? Well, you're in luck! You can now use Bits to purchase Pot Shots! Or rather, actual pokemon moves to assist Gudao in his adventures! Keep in mind, your attacks may harm or help Gudao based on your choices, so CHOOSE WISELY.
Chat is limited to only four moves per singularity, with the exception of Splash. Once you run out of PP, the redeem will be unavailable until the next singularity. You cannot recover PP while in a singularity.
Bits are non-refundable. Attacks may fail based on the opponent, their skills, their legends and/or if Twitch's camera is attacked by the opponent before the attack finishes executing.
Don't be stupid, this is a privilege, not a right. So don't squander it.
Menu:
Free (No cooldown):
Splash (Unlimited. )
500 bits (cooldown 1 Hour):
Sand attack (3 PP)
Swift (3 PP)
1000 Bits (cooldown 2 Hours):
Sweet kiss (1 PP)
Axe kick. (1 PP)
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[Magi☆Mari redeemed Sweet Kiss]
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the light dimmed. If this was inside a building, it would make sense that this could happen but outside? When the sun was still high in the sky?
It caught everyone, both friend and foe alike, off-guard.
This unexpected event caused all eyes to look around the area in confusion, a few, like Isabelle, in fear.
Then, something miraculous happened.
A column of light fell from the sky, illuminating the darkened area.
The sound of a harp graced everyone's ears.
Their eyes were naturally drawn towards the sound, then in a scene straight out of a movie, a white entity descended from the sky.
The evil Jeanne saw the spectacle with shock, disbelief and terror, "...W-What the hell? Is that a fucking angel?!! "
Both Jeanne and her mother witnessed the miracle with reverence in their eyes.
Even clouded in a haze of madness, Saint Martha stared at the angel with hope and awe.
The dragon Fafnir, meanwhile, just narrowed its eyes at the insect as it came close to its snout.
It let out a loud snort in an attempt to blow it away, but to his surprise, it was unaffected.
The angel came close and once it reached its snout, it leaned in and gave it a kiss.
Then, as suddenly as it appeared, it vanished, leaving behind a very confused crowd of spectators.
But none were more confused than Fafnir itself, as it had recoiled its head back when it registered what had happened to it.
A ring of birds suddenly appeared over Fafnir's head.
The dragon began to sway and its vision doubled.
The fearsome dragon who has been terrorizing the French countryside, began to stumble around like a drunk.
[What just happened? ]
[I think Magi☆Mari just kissed Fafnir and left him confused. ]
[Lucky bastard. ]
[Electrical★Streamer_Iono(MOD): Magi☆Mari!!Please do a collab with me!! ]
[Magi☆Mari: No. Sorry, I don't do collabs. Anyway, toodleloo~]
Evil Jeanne just stared at her dragon, mouth agape, unable to believe what had just happened. Her disbelief quickly turned to frustration as she watched her dragon sway like an idiot, "What the? Where are you going?!! Get back here!!"
Fafnir shook its head, attempting to rid itself of the confusion, to no avail.
In its frustration, Magical energy began to build up in his mouth, against evil Jeanne's wishes.
It craned its neck and opened its maw in order to unleash the attack, unfortunately it was aimed straight at D'Eon and Saint Martha.
*FWOOOOSH*
A beam of light races towards the two.
Their shock lasts only a moment before they jump out of the way.
Ritsuka suddenly feels himself being pulled back, and much like in Fuyuki, he felt the G-forces affect his body as Mash dragged him out of the incoming attack.
*BOOOM*
The beam explodes, throwing the battlefield into chaos.
"Master!! Control your dragon!! " D'Eon told their Master with a furious tone in their voice.
"I fucking AM. But something's messing with Fafnir's senses and I can't shake them off!!"
The Dragon Witch pauses, suddenly remembering what she was doing and aimed her fury at Chaldea, "What did you bastards do to my dragon?!!"
"W-We didn't do anything to your dragon!" Mash told her, and while it was true they didn't do it, her hesitance made dark Jeanne believe it was a lie.
"Can you not see even though the proof lies before your eyes?"
Dark Jeanne's glare shifted to Jeanne, who was carrying her mother in a princess carry.
"God has sent one of his angels to oppose your plan!! Now cease your madness and end your massacre. It is not too late to save your soul!"
Dark Jeanne seemed to consider Jeanne's words as she glanced back and forth between her and Fafnir, who was still wandering around like a drunk.
Dark Jeanne grit her teeth, "No. I won't. I'd rather burn in Hell before I'd give up my revenge!! I-"
[Guy1nDesert Redeemed Sand Attack]
Whatever Jeanne was about to say, was cut off as a spray of sand hit her in the face.
"Ack!! Bleh"
False Jeanne hacked and coughed as sand invaded every orifice on face.
Her mouth, nose, ears and of course, her eyes.
[Kicksyouintheface193 redeemed Axe Kick]
"Fuck!! Who the fuck did that!!? When I get my hands on you I'll- gurk!!"
A yellow foot suddenly manifested above the Dragon Witch and smashed the back of her head.
The forced caused her face to crash on the dirt road below her.
The group stared at the prone Jeanne for a second before Romani brought them all out of their stupor.
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO WAITING FOR?! MAKE A RUN FOR IT!! "
Seeing Jeanne begin to move while smoke wafted from her body was enough to get Mash and Jeanne to hold their passengers firm and run away.
"Oh no you don't!! Your virgin blood is mine!!" The Red Countess yelled out as she ran after her prey.
Vlad followed after her, not trusting Carmilla to leave any blood for him to indulge in.
Meanwhile, Saint Martha and D'Eon just stood there, watching their Master's body ignite in a blaze of blinding rage.
All the sand on her body started to melt into drops of molten glass.
The glass dripped off her face until she was finally able to open her eyes, liquid glass falling down her cheeks.
Only to see her enemies fleeing into the horizon.
She let out a feral growl as she turned to her servants, who were still standing around for some reason she didn't know.
"And why are you just standing around?!! GET THEM."
D'Eon And Martha came out of their stupor and were about to give chase but stopped when their Master spoke again.
"Not you Martha! I need your dragon to help me calm down Fafnir."
D'Eon, seeing that he wasn't needed, turned around and ran in the direction her Master's enemies had gone, while Martha gave her master a hand to quell the rampaging dragon behind him.
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