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βThe one winged bird will fly once again!β
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|| Swan Song || Set it Off ||
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|| Swan Song || Set it Off ||
Oh, this was just absolutely precious. The angel princess looked so miserable and afraid, like a criminal knowing he was about to be charged for his crimes with no hope of escape. Those huge doe-eyes, the way she quivered while chained up, it was delectable in a way Kitra could understand very well. This was the beginning of divine justice, wasn't it? This was the start to putting her family back together. Laying her parents to rest... freeing them from the endless torment of being mindless beasts. It was Kitra's duty as the new Demon Queen to see that mission done. "Oh, don't worry! This is nothing quite as pleasant as a dream." The lightning spear would happily prove that fact, even if her coward brother Cambion was against this sort of thing. She was the Demon Queen! He no longer had the right to stop her.
Kitra was famed for her skill with the spear, not to mention her own power, something akin to electricity. Paired with the spear, it was a deadly weapon, even rubber didn't stand a chance as long as she could stab through the rubber with the tip of the weapon. "Honey, we're at war, I'm not afraid of incurring the wrath of the Angel Court." Kitra sneered cheerfully, stretching her arms, fixating a glare at her sworn enemy. "If anything, it's your family who should be worried. If I could so easily grab you from Heaven, I wonder how many of your precious siblings I could bring here?" It'd be nice, wouldn't it? Force this Celeste to lose her siblings before her eyes, to face the pain Kitra herself felt when she had to put down Zepar, Buer, and Furfur. It was only justice, wasn't it?
After a jolt of electricity, it seemed Celeste was going to try to resist, wasn't she? But her rebellion was nothing but pathetic. "Filthy scum like you don't deserve clothes anyways." With a swipe of a claw, the nightgown was torn off of Princess Celeste's body, giving her nothing to hide behind. "Filthy scum gets to bathe in her dirt." For added fun, she gathered up some of the yellow liquid that spilled from Celeste's legs into a cup, pouring it onto the princess. "I'll be back later, dog. Maybe then you'll tell me how to save my parents."
Cambion looked nothing less than disapproving. "You're going overboard." He protested as Kitra left the cell with him following, after forcefully yanking the spear out of Celeste's foot. "All this for our parents. Father was a warmonger, and mother was no better." Kitra scowled, okay, she was getting tired of this. So the Demon Queen swirled her spear and stopped the blade right at her big brother's throat. "I will save them." She hissed furiously. "Then they'll be proud of me. I'll show them how to win a war." Not even Cambion understood at all, huh?
After they left, a certain other royal demon snuck into the cell, wearing a mischievous little smile, wings fluttering behind her with each step. Lilim was smarter than she looked after all, she wasn't just a naive child. And there she was, the rumored Angel Princess, already with a wound in her foot, and smelling awful, too! "My name is Lilim! I'm the youngest Demon Princess!" Lilim said happily, smiling at Celeste in chains. "I don't really care about you, but big sis never lets me practice my powers. I wanna be stronger to be able to support her."
So Lilim closed her eyes and touched a bit of non-dirtied skin on the angel, healing the wounds and absorbing the pain into herself, whimpering as it was worse than she expected. Lilim was still smiling though, even if it hurt. "Okay, a little bit stronger, that's good! Um, I can't make you grow a new wing though..." The demon princess decided to sit in a clean corner of the cell, her foot hurt too much to walk for the time being, and she couldn't fly with one wing feeling like it was torn off.