Location: Honsha village dungeon
"Get me out of this you pieces of shit," Ezra screams through the dome crying.
She bangs at it, slashes it but nothing works. She is unable to break through the demon God's protection dome.
"Let me out of here or I'll massacre this entire village," she continues.
No answers or responds to her cries deep in the dungeon. She manages to wiggle one of her hands free and uses it to cut up the robe.
Ezra bashes the dome with all her might but it is ultimately useless. She is stuck once again, just like before.
She curls herself up sobbing, "Marrow. Please come save me. I'm sorry I failed."
Silence. No one was there to here her cries and no one was coming to save her and she knew it, all she did was hope that someone would come and save her.
"You are so pathetic. Every time you fail you call out for your knight in shinning armour, I don't even know why I allowed you to become one of my calamities,"
Ezra stopped sobbing and looked around. She knew this voice very well.
"I'm not useless, I don't need saving," Ezra proclaimed wiping away her tears.
The voice paused for a moment. Ezra could feel it silently mocking her.
"Really? You, don't need saving. Sweety weren't you the one crying for Marrow a few moments ago," the voice mocked.
Ezra gritted her teeth.
"I don't need anyone to save me. I'm strong. Strong enough to be his woman," Ezra roared at the voice.
The voice broke out into a hestrical laugh echoing all around Ezra. Ezra couldn't do anything but listen to it's mocking laugh.
The voice continued on for a few minutes until Ezra finally snapped at it.
"You shitty goddess, I'll prove to you that I don't need saving. I'll break out and kill them all," Ezra roared out as the mark on her body glowed.
The voice stopped laughing and spoke out, " all I'm hearing is talk, talk, talk and no action."
Ezra puffed and huffed as the mark grew brighter. She placed her hands on the dome and began pulling.
Nothing will stop me from being with my beloved.
Slashes flew out of her hands and the dome weakened under her grip. With all the strength she could muster up, she tore the dome apart.
Ezra placed her hand on her noise trying to stop her noise bleed. She got up cackling like a mad woman.
"I'm impressed. You truly do love him, disgusting," the voice spoke out before dissappearing.
"I do, and he loves me too," Ezra spoke.
She walked up to the bars of the cell and slashed them up. She walked out and went to the stares.
Two guards walked out infront of her. Before they could act, Ezra had already cut off both their heads.
Hold on my love. I'll be back shortly.
Ezra walked into a room full of guards. She began slashing up every demon inside the room. She laughed as they screamed for help.
The room fell silent as Ezra walked out clutching her axe as it caught the light of the sun.
"My precious. My gift from my beloved, I will never let them take you away from me again," Ezra clutched her axe.
A group of soldier demons surrounded Ezra.
"Surrender little girl, you are surrounded," one of the soldiers called out.
Ezra smiled as she extended her axe.
"I told you to release me or else I would massacre this entire village. So please, make peace with your absent God."