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Terra Et Tempore
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"Bliss must've found the motivation to send the troops to the northern kingdom. One of our prisoners used to be the ruler of the castle far in the mountains, I suppose Bliss wants to conquer that area next."
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Azazel was still tied up in chains. “You heard the lady. Let me go.” he said seriously, looking at Kendo with a completely serious expression.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Azazel groaned and sat down on the bench again. “You sound like that dude in the big hat. Always planning something or other and whatnot. It’s not my problem though.” he said, moving his fingers in the air and a small, dhining pendulum made of light appeared in the air in front of him.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
Out of the portal, stepped a silver haired girl- looking like she was in her teens- wearing ripped, well worn jeans, a pair of combat boots, a white t-shirt and white gloves. In her hands, she held a small device resembling a gun.
“…The dimensional signatures here are similar to Ae…”
She muttered quietly, glancing around.
”yeah. You don’t want to see me mad.”
Kendo yawned.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

”…What the hell?”
Kendo glanced up, glancing around hurriedly.
“…what the hell is that?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
Kendo sat down, blinking a few times, quickly.
“…That dimensional signature is identical to my world’s. But… it’s not Lydia.”
”Come on, Dad, where are you?”
Lethe smacked the gadget once more, glancing around.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
He sighed.
“..yeah. Check it out. Please."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Within a few seconds, the witch was flies around on her broom and leans forward, sniffing the air. Like a hound of sorts, she is trying to trace the disturbance, getting closer to whatever - or whoever - caused it. When the feeling in her neck became too much, she decides to land and instead walk the remainder by foot. It might be Kendo's timeline and she knew a few things about it but... she's not sure how welcome or used they are to flying people on household appliances. "Hello?" She calls out, observant of her surroundings.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
No answer, just the slight smacking sound of a hand against metal.
A frustrated huff sounded out as the sound of someone stomping onto the ground in annoyance rang out, an angry mutter audible.
“Come on, come on, why did it have to break down now? I need to find him…"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.