Scaramond couldn't help but cuss his ass out, for what happened in front of him just overturned all of his perception of reality. "Old man, I may be semi-machine, and can even call myself a scholar of logic, and I believe that this gives me the right to say this:
What the fuck on Aeronia was that!?
Logically, and even by the multiverse's common sense, there should be a corpse once something, or somebody, had been killed...
Not a bunch of ready-made products, complete wth tags and all!
Okay, now this is getting ridiculous. What on Aeronia is going on here-"
Crinkle, crinkle...
Everyone turned to the bush that lay north-west of the pile of junk:
Scaramond reloaded his bolter, the combustion accelerator spinning faster than ever...
Vylara took out a staff from who-knows-where, aiming it right into the bushes, tip glowing a dim grey...
Knoxis taking out a simple steel sword, running his fingers along the edge...
And poor Natsuki having to settle with a simple wooden stick (and not even a good one at that!)...
Just when they were about to fire everything they had into the bushes, a small, dainty hand poked itself through. "Damn it, Mikano, stop for the love of Erua! We don't know what could be beyond there! Perhaps it could be bandits, or even an iron-tier Wampaloo, or worse, the followers of the Demon King!"
"Yeah, but Duval, think about the positive side - we could strike it rich! I mean, what if the Rockly Bear decided to just leave be and roam somewhere else- Well, we're cooked..."
Emerging from the bushes, a small, petite woman could be seen brushing past the thick foliage, and by the sound of her voice, seemed eager to reach where they had slain the...thing that appeared to be a bear, only stopping once she realised that there seemed to be an army waiting for her on the other side. Seeing that she was surrounded, she did the only thing she knew:
"We surrender!"
Hands in the air, she knelt on the ground. Even though she did not know who they were, judging by the fact that they were emanating huge amounts of magical energy from their bodies (except the lanky one, he was just kinda cute), she knew that they would be able to vaporise her with one magic paste, or smash her into paste with ease.
"Mikano, stop right now, I sense that in front of us are very powerful beings- stay away from Mikano, you unholy beasts! Heck, just take me, and leave Mikano alone...!"
Seeing how the young man in primitive armour began threatening them with a fancy schmancy sword, Scaramond couldn't help but have the urge to tease the hot-blooded man. "Fine. Anyways, I prefer young boys, if you know what I mean-"
"Duval's butt is mine! No one can take it!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing, even the angsty Duval, who lowered his sword. With eyebrows raised in doubt, the group turned their attention towards the young man.
"Bro, don't look at me like that. I don't swing that way!"