**Present day. Crimson Dragon's castle**
Two females fought on a rooftop. Milo towered over Ophelia as they exchanged glares, Milo with her hazels and Ophelia with her heterochromatic ones—one of dark purple and one of bright, golden yellow.
Milo had held three different emotions consecutively in one moment as she bore witness to Ophelia's eyes, now beaming brightly at her. At first, she was pleasantly surprised, then incredulous—her eyes twitching—to now, scowling at the eye she had ripped the eyepatch from.
"I can't believe it. You're still so pretty. Is this some kind of joke?" Milo shouted.
Ophelia closed her heterochromatic eyes for but a moment, replying, "I have to confess one thing… I am not the 2nd Executive of the Black Wolves. That was a lie." She pulled out a packet of cigarettes from seemingly out of nowhere, opening her eyes again. "She is… I just carry the title for her."
She took a cigarette out from the pack and lit it upon her mouth, gently forming a symbol with her dainty hands afterward.
"This spell became unique to me after a tragic event… No one could ever recreate this. Though accidental… I'm grateful for it because I got to reunite with her."
Milo's eyes widened in shock as Ophelia made a quick hand sign and chanted,
"Full-Body Ghost Magic: Oculus Reverse Reincarnation."
When Ophelia cast this spell, a white pentagram formed from below her. Her arms dropped to her side but lifted slightly upward, as if ascending. The pentagram glowed as it shone through. Her eyes closed again, and her hair began to change color. The black layer on top transformed into silver, and the long blonde underneath, behind her, transformed into a dark purple.
When the transformation was complete, she opened her eyes again, and the two colors had switched. Her right eye was now dark purple, and her left was that bright yellow. Her face carried a stern look as she set her bare feet back to the ground from her ascension.
Disappointed, Milo shouted from where she was, "Was that it, girly? I was expecting more from—"
"What was it that you called her earlier?" the now silver-and-purple-haired girl interjected. Her voice was delicate but stern, matching the expression she took on.
"What did you say, bitch?"
"Ah… that was it. But at least this time you were referring to me and not her. Her eyes shot back a cold stare, uncharacteristic of how Ophelia naturally was. She went on, "Bitch, huh? I don't mind that at all. Though… if I hear you call my sister that again—I'll slit your goddamn throat." She puffed out smoke from the cigarette in her mouth.
Milo threw the eyepatch she had still held to the ground and pulled out her massive club from behind her. "I don't care who you are. I still have the advantage here. So long as you breathe, all are powerless against my magic."
Milo swung her massive club in the direction of the silver and purple-haired girl. She stood there with an expressionless look on her face, unshaken. Then when the blast drew near, she took one last breath of smoke from her cigarette and spat it out just in front of her in the air. From where it flew, she reached for it with her palm. Then out of the ethers…
SLASH!!
The cigarette sliced in half, and she grabbed the long snath of a large weapon that suddenly appeared in front of her. It was a large scythe of gunmetal, looking like it emanated and glowed darkness. The shape of the blade's edges was unique as it curved in dramatic angles, giving it a haunting form. Etched from the surfaces of hell as it glowed a shadowed crimson hue.
She had slashed toward the incoming blow of Milo's swing, countering it entirely. Splitting the blast to the sides of herself like she was cutting mere paper.
"What? How? How could you?" Milo said, surprised that her attack had been countered.
The scythe that appeared had flown out from the same pentagram where this girl had been summoned. She held the large weapon like it was nothing, even though it was larger than herself. Its weight looked heavy, but for some reason, when she wielded it, it was lighter than air.
Milo clicked her tongue then bolted toward the girl with her massive club skidding from the ground behind. When she reached her, she swung down, and the girl dodged swiftly, like she was but a blur. Milo swung again and again as their close combat sent sparks flying off the rooftop from the clash of their weapons.
Just a little more. Keep breathing in the air. The result is always the same. However, Milo thought to herself, but realized something strange was happening. Why? Why does it seem like she's getting… faster?
From being a blur to now disappearing with every move she made, the girl was in front of Milo now, with her large scythe ready to swing from the right. In reaction to her sudden swiftness, Milo inhaled a gas she cast from her wrist, accelerating herself and making her faster as well—however, just barely enough to meet her where she was, from the opposite side of the girl, swinging to the right as well. In slow motion, they advanced, and when Milo's club was inches away, the girl disappeared entirely once more and reappeared behind her in a blink. Catching the movement barely, Milo arched her back in an attempt to dodge, but the blade of the scythe still slashed her, ripping a bit of her clothes. She gasped out a wail and dashed off some feet away.
She looked back at the girl who didn't bother giving chase, standing there, stoic—her pose, elegant. The head of the scythe was inches from the ground, and the long snath elongated up and behind her. Her bare, porcelain leg stepped over her left one, slightly on her toes, barefoot. Still in that same attire Ophelia had been wearing since she arrived—tied up white oversized crewneck, black thong, and nothing else.
"How can you breathe in the gases and not be affected? Are you even breathing at all?" Milo shouted in frustration. This time, it was not improv. Her magic should have gone into effect by now—slowing the girl's movements and nulling whatever magic she had. But it didn't seem like it was doing that—in fact, it seemed that the opposite was happening.
"Oh, I'm breathing just fine," the girl said in a cold, bland tone, "But I have to thank you. This air… It's really quite wonderful."
Milo, confused, felt a warm, strange feeling from inside of her. It was a weird combination. Like the words of the girl somehow made her feel good about herself, contrary to the frustration that she should be feeling.
Why do I feel this way right now? Who is this girl? she thought to herself, then shouted, "Who are you!?"
The girl in front of her tilted her head up just a bit. Her heterochromatic eyes glinted from the high sun above. She looked majestic as she said, "My name is Raeyn. But you can continue to call me 'bitch' if you like."
***
**Five years ago**
The young girl with the heterochromatic eyes had fled her small home just outside the Rain Kingdom district. She had become a stowaway who went from village to village, scavenging and stealing for herself and for others who were less fortunate on her journey. She traveled a great distance and did this for a long time, developing her abilities along the way. She became accustomed to other cultures, making many friends with the poor and unfortunate throughout her time of travel. Eventually, she had even become known as a vigilante in some places as her thieving skills honed through the years. And as her body matured, she even sold herself for eterna just to get by. Time passed, and by now she wore an eyepatch on her right eye so as to not garner too much attention to herself.
By the time she was eighteen, she had made it all the way to the Valley Kingdom, where she met a group of mages that would forever change the trajectory of her journey for the time to come.
Near the South Gate entrance, a group of three males were soliciting the area.
"Hey, brat, are you ready yet? This mission was supposed to start an hour ago," an older male said, perhaps in his late thirties. He had long black hair with a streak of white on the right side of his bangs. The longer part was tied up and ended just behind his waist. His eyes were a dark gray color.
"I was ready way before you, you stupid old man. You're the one who took a nap while waiting, and now we're delayed on stocking up supplies!" a younger male answered, maybe the age of twenty-one. His hair was medium length, black, and had bangs that covered just above the right side of his face over his eye. The back of his hair was slightly spiked up in a messy fashion. He wore dangling cross earrings on both his lobes and had a distinct tattoo of a half wolf's face on the front of his neck. His eyes were a piercing black as they shot back to the older male.
"Yeah, and who's eterna you spendin' to get them supplies, huh? You earn that? I think not. Don't go spendin' eterna you don't got—especially when it's not yours! That's mine, you damn brat!" the older male flared back.
"The fuck? I did, too, earn this shit. I was a part of the last mission. We split the earnings! That was the fucking deal!" The younger male countered.
"Says who, huh???" the older male railed.
In the background, there was a third male with a white billed cap and a hood over it. He also had medium-length hair that poked out from underneath his cap, which bore a symbol of a wolf on it. The tips of his hair were black in an ombre that faded to white underneath. He wore rounded glasses with thin rims that always seemed to be sliding off his face as he adjusted them constantly with his middle finger. Tattoos covered his hands, his nails black. Eyes closed the whole time, slightly annoyed at the two males who continued to bicker in front of him.
"Can you two shut the fuck up, please? By the Keeper… This is wasting even more time than we have already!" he said.
The two males both looked back at him with jeering eyes and tightened foreheads. When the third male opened his eyes finally, they were a cool gray that looked blue when the sun reflected from them.
By an alleyway nearby, a girl with an eyepatch watched intently. She didn't know why, but these three males who were squabbling at each other had seemed interesting to her. She was quite acute to the feelings of others that, even though they were arguing, there was a strong, warm feeling that emanated from them. They were also quite loud, and there were many peering eyes on them as well. So, there was also that.
"Fuck off. Now I need to piss," the male with the wolf neck tattoo said, separating himself from the group. The South Gate was fairly ghetto, so he made his way to an alleyway to take a quick leak.
"Stupid old man," he whispered to himself.
"You guys seem close," the girl with the eyepatch said.
The male, startled, stopped his leak and faced his body away from the girl who was there while shouting to her all the while, "What the fuck, chick? Why you just there watching me piss!?"
"Hehe, I was here first. You came to me," she said coquettishly.
The male squinted his eyes and jeered at her, wondering whether he should continue or just leave.
"Well, don't let me stop you, cutie, carry on!" she continued cheerily, waving a hand.
He hesitated, scowling at her, then proceeded with his leak. The sounds of piss hitting the corner wall and ground filled the space awkwardly. All the while, she remained standing there facing him with her one eye closed and her other eye hidden away in that eyepatch of hers in a cheery manner.
"You just gonna stand there and watch me?" he asked nonchalantly, not facing her for a moment.
When he looked back at her again, she was gone. "The fuck?"
Then, from the back, he felt dainty, slender hands hugging him from behind.
"Here, let me help you out there, wolf boy…" she whispered to his ear as she slid a hand down to where his exposed penis was.
But just as she was about to grab it, he grabbed her hand first and zipped up his pants with his other swiftly. He then twirled himself to face her now with one hand holding her wrist.
"The hell do you think you're doing?"
The girl gave him a wry smile, her one exposed purple eye focusing so intently into his black ones, then said, "This."
Then, with her other hand, she lifted up a black wallet.
"Hey, that's—"
"Pleasure meeting you, wolf boy. Bye-bye!" was all she said as she permeated out of his grip and went through the ground below, disappearing completely.
The male stood frozen for a few seconds before echoing, "Fuck…"
He looked frantically in all directions first, then ran out of the alleyway and continued his futile search. She was gone, nowhere to be found.
When he met back with the two other males who were waiting for him. He told them what happened, to which they responded, "BY THE FUCKING KEEPER, GREED!" yelling at him.
***
Greed:
The three of us passed the South Gate and went on with our mission. Unfortunately, we'd have to deal with the wallet situation and the mysterious girl when we got back. There were more pressing matters at hand, and we were already late.
Quite a few kilometers away, close to Forest Kingdom territory, there was a group of clerks that had been stranded and waiting for help to arrive—a.k.a., us. Their vehicle had broken down just outside a forest area onto a vast valley clearing, which was the direction we came from. They had been stranded in an area that inhabited many Grade 3 and below monsters and had posted a mission on the Valley Kingdom board as a result.
"Took you lot long enough! We almost died on multiple occasions! Look, my fellow clerkmate's mana is running low from using protection spells! We were beginning to think you would never show up!" One of the clerks complained. There were three of them by the damaged vehicle.
I looked at Asura, and he looked back at me as we scowled at each other. Code, fixed his glasses and closed his eyes, shaking his head at the same time.
"Apologies. We had a minor… 'hiccup' on the way here." Code now scowling at both me and Asura, mostly at me.
"Well, that's going to cost you a pretty penny on your pay! We were told it would only take you thirty minutes to get here… It took you two hours!!" the same clerk went on.
I stared at Asura with my bottom chin sticking out and started walking over to the group of three clerks and their busted-up vehicle. Now, a few feet away from both Asura and Code, I then felt a hand on my ankle from the ground…
"What the…"
I said to myself as I looked down. When my eye caught it, the hand went back into the ground and ticked its index finger back and forth, as if telling me 'no' to something… Asura and Code didn't see this hand at this time.
Hands in my jacket pockets, I stayed in place and didn't move an inch from where I was after that.
"What the hell are you waiting for, you foolish boy?! Come over here and help us now!" That same clerk shouted a few feet away from where I was. The sound of his voice got more annoying as he went on.
Code exchanged thoughts with me…
Snap…
Hey, idiot, what are you doing? he said in my head.
I kept the thought and thought up a reply for him to exchange back.
Snap…
Someone gave me a warning. Stay back.
Code looked at me in silence, trying to be discreet. Asura had already deduced the situation from me and Code's brief exchange. He glanced at us for but a quick moment, then looked back at the 'clerks' and said, "Seems you're not really clerks, are you?" he spoke to them.
At this time, they straightened themselves and gave us all violent looks.
"Sorry, I'm late, guys! I was just making sure their loot was secured," a mysterious girl's voice echoed around us. I had recognized her flirtatious tone.
Then, from behind them, she surfaced as if walking up nonexistent stairs, permeating from underground. The girl's top layer of her hair was short and black with bangs that slightly covered her eyepatch on her right eye, and the bottom layer underneath was long and blonde, almost like a rat tail fluttering loosely behind her. She was wearing a worn dark denim cropped jacket, a black tank top, and black short shorts with ripped gray tights underneath. She complemented them with black boots and black fingerless gloves that showed off her black painted nails. And lastly, behind her, she had a stash of bagged goods, including all our supplies and eterna…
When she emerged, both Asura and Code checked every pocket and bag. Everything was gone. We had just been looted.
"Shit! Greed!" Code yelled, but it was too late.
Just then, one of the clerks, or rather bandits, cast cages around each of us. Code and Asura in one, and me in another, separate from theirs. The bandit kept his hands in place, in a hand sign, keeping us locked in.
"So, that's what that was about, was it?" I said to the eyepatch girl before us now.
She simply stuck out her tongue and winked at me, shrugging as she did. Disregarding what I had just said.
One of the bandits cackled heinously, then said, "Such fools. You know the only thing I hated about all of this was waiting for you all to finally show up. I was dying of boredom just waiting to capture you." he and the other bandits shared a laugh then went on, "But don't worry, we're not going to kill you. Rather, we're going to sell you for fresh scraps at the black market. Do you know how much Valley Kingdom Knights sell for in pieces at such places? Especially freshly severed parts?" He looked at us with an ugly face. "So no, you may not die yet…" he cackled, "We're going to be rich!"
I stared at him disinterestedly through the bars of my cage, and Asura and Code behind me remained calm while in theirs.
The bandit then grabbed the loot from the mysterious girl and began counting the spoils. However, he stopped momentarily, realizing something odd.
"Hey, now that I think about it, this bag is pretty big… Was this really all from them? I mean, I'm not complaining, but—" Stopping mid-sentence, the bandit's eyes widened as he looked closer at the contents in the bag. "Hey, girl! These are OUR things in here as well!"
When the bandit looked up, the girl had a pistol pointed at his head. The look on her face was blank and innocent as she pulled the trigger.
BANG!!
The shot sounded, blowing it clean off. However… Where the bandit's head was, only smoke seeped out of it.
"Oh? Full-Body, huh? Just like me… Whoopsies!" the eyepatch girl said, reeling her pistol back in.
Just then, another bandit protruded a cluster of chainsaws from his left arm, taking the form of a giant club. He began hacking away as he swung it down onto the girl, going through her completely and crashing into the other bandit, pluming him completely into smoke. The girl gave the chainsaw bandit an oblivious look, which pissed him off. And when he went for another strike, she disappeared into the ground and resurfaced just below the other bandit who caged us, grabbing him by the ankles and dragging him underground to his waist, where he had undid his hand sign for but a moment. Code caught sight of the opportunity and switched us all out of the cages in a snap before the bandit's hands slapped back together.
The cages were Nullifying magic cages, so unless the caster undoes the spell or removes his hands from the hand sign, Code and Asura could not have escaped. Luckily, this girl caused just enough of a distraction for us to get out.
Free now, the three of us gathered together from where Code had switched us with the specs of dirt. The girl resurfaced just a few feet away from us with the bag of loot. She hung cautiously to our right, facing the thieves now along with us.
"So, you on our side or what?" I asked her.
"Hmm… We'll see," was all she said before stashing away the loot somewhere we could not see.
In front of us now, the bandits regathered as the chainsaw one pulled the one in the ground out, and the one that turned into smoke formed back into his normal form.
"Backstabbing bitch!" the smoke bandit said to the girl. "Alright then, we'll just go ahead and kill you all. We can still make money off your corpses."
The bandit in the ground had been freed now, and he threw another hand sign different than the one he cast earlier.
"Careful. That one uses Item Conjuring magic, not Protection magic, but he has an item that can—" Ophelia shouted, but was interrupted by the bandit's incantation.
"Item Conjuring Magic: Beast Summoner: Grade 3 Zonrogue."
At this time, the thief cast a giant green pentagram on the ground that summoned a giant machine from within it. Sparking electricity, it summoned from within it a massive monster that crawled out from the ground and the machine itself. The monster was a teal color that had the tips of its fur shaded yellow. Its arms and hind legs were huge with large, protracted claws that curved intensely onto the ground. Its head was like a wolf with thick, massive teeth and body like an enlarged bear. The fur on its back was all yellow as it shot out from its spine. It was a Higher Grade 3 lyconbear called a Zonrogue. Bigger and stronger, it was more dangerous than a normal lyconbear, and it came with a magic ability of its own. Electricity shot out from its fur as it roared.
"Well, sissy, looks like you're taking the reins from here," the eyepatch girl on my right spoke to herself. I was too distracted to realize at this moment that she chanted an inaudible incantation without us knowing.
As I shot to the beast and met it with a fist, it also made a fist of electricity meeting mine. The large fist threw me back, and I was flanked by the chainsaw bandit with a row of chainsaws on both his arms just behind me.
Snap!
Code switched me with a grenade, and it set off, causing a small blast where I once was onto the chainsaw bandit.
There with Code, I looked back and found Asura lying on the ground, to his side, elbow propping up his head, and his leg bent up—facing away from us. Completely disregarded from the situation at hand…
"What the hell, you senile bastard!? You're not going to help us!?" I hissed.
"You guys got it." He waved a disinterested hand, not even bothering to turn around and face us.
Code sighed and fixed his glasses with his middle finger, "Incoming."
At this time, from the smoke, the chainsaw bandit flew out right at me. Seeing him last minute, I didn't even block as the chainsaws drilled down onto my jacket and shirt, ripping it to shreds. My skin was still intact, and my muscles showed now. Unscathed and unbothered from the attack.
"Oooo! Somebody's quite hard…" the eyepatch girl implied a little too seductively.
When I turned to face her, her hair had barely changed colors, and instead of that black short top and long blonde she had, it transformed to silver, and the long blonde became a dark purple. She had lifted the eyepatch she was wearing, but I didn't see what she did exactly. All I knew was that her left eye changed colors from dark purple to a bright yellow now.
I watched in awe as the chainsaw bandit was still trying to hack away at me—I had almost forgotten he was there.
When she finished her transformation, she pulled a large scythe out from under the pentagram she was over. All our eyes were on her as she took the spotlight—even Asura turned his head a little to witness this girl's transformation.
She dashed to the Zonrogue, engaging in close combat with it as she dodged its attacks and cut it up from all sides so swiftly and elegantly at the same time.
Focusing back on the chainsaw bandit in front of me, I threw a right haymaker to the side of his head, causing him to fly off, knocking him out cold.
Then, when more of the smoke cleared, Code switched himself with a spec of dust right in front of the other bandit that summoned the Zonrogue. The bandit, to his surprise, unsheathed a knife from his side. To which Code responded with one of his long swords and slashed the knife away, cutting open a wound on the bandit's hand, and then jabbed the bandit on his neck with the hilt of his blade, knocking him out.
But since the Zonrogue was a free summon from a conjured item, it didn't matter that the caster was out. We still needed to get rid of the beast. Though… it had seemed that the eyepatch girl was already on top of that as she and it engaged in vicious close combat.
Aside from the beast, there was only one bandit left now. The smoke bandit and I had met in battle. Evaporating himself, he plumed in and out from around me until only smoke surrounded us. He hit me from multiple angles, solidifying his punches as he did. Though his punches were ineffective, I couldn't see where he was coming from next. He let out a haunting laugh as he did so, bragging about his ability, "There's no way you can hit me!" he cackled.
I stood in the middle of the smoke-filled space and said nothing. Did nothing. I simply studied his movements…
Then, as he came from behind, I met him there as well, swiftly sticking out my right hand to his face. His body flew forward as I grabbed him and slammed him onto the ground—his eyes shot white as I cracked the ground beneath us with the back of his head.
"How…? How could you,"—he barely got out as he neared unconsciousness—"get a hold of me?"
"Luck, I guess…" was my only response to him as he knocked out.
Then, when I looked back and the smoke had cleared out, the silver and purple-haired girl had already sliced up the Zonrogue to the point that its cut-up remains were fading away in the air around her. She stood there with her scythe facing down and her head tilted up, eyes looking upward as if sending away the beast with a silent prayer. I didn't even see the beast's demise. All that was left was the aftermath.
We wrapped up this quarrel, and the sounds of a man clapping his hands filled the air. It was Asura, and he was geeked.
"Good job, my young pups! Mission completed! Though there's no one who will pay us for it. The ones who posted this mission are… well… here…"
"Yeah, and you were utterly no help at all. Thanks, as usual, stupid old man." I said nonchalantly to him.
Asura snapped, and we began bickering again.
The silver and purple-haired girl had still been amidst the fading Zonrogue with her scythe, standing there silently pondering. Code met her where she was and pulled out a cigarette, placing it in his mouth and lighting it, offering her one. She looked him up and down first with that bright yellow eye of hers and slowly took the cigarette with her slender hand. She put it in her mouth, leaned over a bit, and Code lit the cigarette like a gentleman.
As he flicked the metal lighter back, he smoothly added, "Thanks… Now, if you'd be so kind…" He was referring to our loot and eterna now as he pointed behind her into the nothingness, knowing that she had stashed it somewhere in that "place."
"Not my business," she replied, her voice—dainty, quiet, and stern. Uncharacteristic of her personality earlier. If this was even the same girl, in fact…
"Hey now… If I were you, I wouldn't make this harder than it has to be. I know you took down that Zonrogue all by yourself, but we're no pushovers—I'll have you know." Code warned as she glanced over to Asura, who didn't seem like much but gave off an overwhelming aura that she did not understand, and me, whom she sensed absolutely no aura at all, but for some reason was more disturbing to her than Asura's.
She shut her eye, took a puff of her cigarette, and removed it from her mouth, "I'm not. Otherwise, I'd be running… Those two over there are the last ones I'd ever want to fight against… Anyway, take it up with her," she said, brushing it off and facing away from him now.
Right then, a black pentagram formed underneath her, and her hair changed back to black and blonde. Her eyelid flickered, and her yellow eye had now turned purple. It had all happened in a blink as opposed to when she transformed the first time.
"Hmm? Is it over already?" the mysterious eyepatch girl said curiously, putting a finger to her mouth and then realizing she had a cigarette there—spitting it out. Her personality was completely different.
Code watched observantly. There was obviously more beneath the surface here.
"Hey, you!" Asura shouted from where he was.
The girl perked, "Huh? Me?"
"Yeah! Say… Wanna join our Guild???" he asked way too eagerly. He didn't even hesitate either.
"Hey, stupid old man, that's the chick that stole my wallet in the alleyway earlier!"
"Oh really?"—pondering to me for a second, then just as quickly switched his attention back to her, disregarding what I had just said entirely—"Anyway, what do you say?"
"Hey, don't ignore me, you senile old man! Are you even listening to me?!"
"Look, if she joins us, then we get both our loot and a new member at the same time! So, what do you say, missy? You got some crazy ability there. I think I can help you hone that even more. I'm an expert in magical combat. You saw these two fight, right? I trained them myself! So, what do you say?"
The girl looked at him with a wide-open eye, the other one hidden behind her eyepatch, and a dimpled smile. "Sure!"
Both Code and I thought the same thought after: Well, that was easy.
"Perfect! We only have four members so far… Well, five now if we include you. I'm Asura, the Captain. Code is 1st Vice Captain, Greed over there is my 2nd Vice Captain, our 1st Executive isn't here—he's on a classified mission… But a Guild can have a total of five Executives, and the number 2 Executive spot is open, so it's all yours if you want it!"
Again, both Code and I had similar thoughts,
I don't think that's legally how these positions should be granted…
Sure, just give it to anyone, why don't you?
"I'm flattered, but…" the girl spoke up, "A role like that is too much responsibility for me. So I'll pass."
Asura blinked twice before uttering a word. She had just said yes… and now it's a no?
"But I have an idea!" she went on. "I don't mind being a regular member. My skills are nowhere near any of you, but my sister's might be. If you offer that position to her, then we'll both join! Those are my conditions."
Asura, intrigued, said, "I beg to differ based on how you handled that Zonrogue… but okay. Well, where is this sister of yours? I'd like to meet her first."
The girl giggled, then said, "You just did! Hehe." She lifted her eyepatch, revealing her bright yellow eye underneath, in contrast to her dark purple left eye. "That yellow-eyed girl that beat that big monster thingy, you know, the one with the silver and purple hair—that's my sister!"
All three of us were completely surprised as we shared the same reaction, "NO WAY! REALLY!?"
"Yes way! It's a long story, but she's the better fighter out of the two of us, so I think 2nd Executive fits her a lot better!" She finished.
Asura, confirming his outreach, had the biggest smile on his face. He was elated. "It's settled then! But first, your names."
"I'm Ophelia, and my sister you met on the battlefield is Raeyn!"
"Beautiful names, young ladies. Welcome to the Black Wolf Knights, 2nd Executive Raeyn, and member Ophelia!"
On that day, rather than a mission reward, we gained two new members: a sly and stealthy girl and the other, a more soft-spoken, but powerful girl within our ranks. It had seemed our small family was growing one member at a time. But to this day, my wallet and our loot had yet to be returned.