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"So we done here or what. These guys are boring. They had to use a weak little gun to kill a weak little anima. If the anima was smart he would've stayed with his human. At least then a human tool wouldn't work on him. Whatever though. I don't care."
"Agreed cub. We have a battle to attend. Let's go." Ganien hopped on the wolf and stuck his hand out to Roselle offering a ride. "You ever rode a wolf before? Their preety fast."
Killan growled. "Can we just go. If those guys don't show up I want to go back to the battlefield again. I'm getting hungry."
"Me too, but that's life. I have to wait to go home to eat so you have to wait."
"Don't make me kill you cub."
"Just eat that dead anima over their." Ganien suggested.
"No you fool. That thing probably taste like dung. I'm not touching it. Now lets go."
"Well are you ready. Whether you drive or not we'll go where ever you want. So... Battle ground or waiting for Others. What will it be?" Ganien asked Roselle.
'Hey Cub. Your not a Vampire. Wolves don't just bite. We eat.' Killan said in Ganiens head.
'Be quiet. I'm in my zone Alpha.' He sucked until there was no more spurts of blood coming out. He didn't bite a vein or an artery on purpose.
'No it's lust.' Killan thought back.
'Whatever. You only live one life right.' He thought back to his anima while continually kissing him, pushing his thumbs in the wholes he placed on her with his fangs. Mostly to stop the bleeding. Somewhat to see what she would do if he did that.
The black knight nodded. "I agree." he said. "Should we continue observing?" he asked his Bearer, his eyes barely seen through his vizor.
Kazami thought for a moment. "Yeah, we should." he agreed, and the two continued watching.
"Lucian. You alright?" Asher asked his Bearer.
"... I really do need to pick a side then, huh?" Lucian muttered. Damn... That really hit him. Nero and Asher thought simultaneously. Sighing, the Anima walked to the Bearer... and slapped him. "Oi." Nero said. "Are you going to watch or are you going to stand there and think about your life?"
"..." Lucian rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Fine...." The trio watched again as the events between the Dreamers and Anima play out. All the while though, Lucian is thinking about whether he should go to the Dreamer's side or the Anima's side.
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"You got that right." his Bearer said. "A Moderator killed my dad's Dreamer when he went into the war." he explained."That's why I can never trust them."
"I see......." Lancelot said, bowing his head, but not in grief, but in thought. "I really wonder how many people joined this war." he muttered.
"Hundreds. They don't know what they got themselves into." Kazami answered. "I guess......."
Ganien gave Roselle one last kiss and licked the remaining blood off her cheek. He then turned back to the front. "Well then. Lets go." He said calmly. He couldn't get his animal urges. He wanted to kiss her more. No. More than that, but he was urging to fight as well. Maybe it wasn't animal instincts but Anima Instincts.
"Anima, Eve. They're around and active.." He said before raising an eyebrow. A gunshot rang out and there was silence. "One eliminated.." That didn't mean he could sheath his sword just yet, there were still many running about and he couldn't risk Eve getting hurt before the War began. He could even sense the Animas and how close they were, unfortunately, some apparently were in pairs or groups already. This worried him further now. Suddenly the sound of Apollo being unsheathed rang and Spencer turned to look at the thief, only to glare lightly at his misbehaving bearer.
"Come on, there may be dreamers needing help right now..." Evelyn walked along, hoping not to find dangers herself. Spencer bit the insides of his cheek, chasing after her as he scanned the area for Anima and Dreamers alike. It was then that he spotted one of the most unlikely of people. A moderator. He didn't have much to say about them, he respected them in the least. However, he still wanted moderators to pick their side soon or face consequences later.
Meanwhile, Administrator sat somewhere, Michael and Azazel with him. He smirked. "Well aren't they quite bloodthirsty." he said. Azazel nodded. "Yeah, they seem ready for war." the Leader of the Fallen Angels said.
"What about you, Michael? What do you think?" Administrator asked. The Archangel slowly nodded. "We can't keep them waiting longer." he said. "Otherwise they'd start killing each other in here."
"Yeah, Admin." Azazel agreed. They saw a smirk make its way to Admin's lips. "Then shall we begin?" he asked. The two nodded, drawing their swords. "Attention all Bearers!" Admin announced. "The first phases of this war is beginning! For those that want to fight now, head to the Battlefield, and those that want to think of plans first, head to your respective bases! Let the Mirror World's War begin!" he said proudly for all to hear.
Upon hearing Admin's words, Kazami smirked. "It's about time, Lancelot." he said. The black knight nodded. "Shall we go to the Battlefield now?" the Dreamer asked.
"Yeah. We've thought things through, didn't we?" Kazami answered. Lancelot nodded once more, and teleported to the Battlefield, waiting for the others to appear.
Upon hearing that they could start fighting at the Battlefield now, a sinister smile grew on her lips. A fight sounded good right about now. She wanted to hurt something. Killing not so much, but perhaps she would be able to torture a Dreamer if she got the chance. She knew that Corvus would want to do that anyway. "Ganien? Are you planning on heading to the Battlefield first or to our base?"
"Ganien? Are you planning on heading to the Battlefield first or to our base?" Roselle asked him. He could smell her eagerness like it was sprayed in his face. "Why go to the base. Anima's don't talk about important plans. All they'll say is that their ready to fight and start the bloodbath. Hahaha." He let out a short laugh.
"Personally, I need to eat something to clear my head of all the mushy lovey dovey activity that I have just witnessed." Killan growled. "I think Dreamer should be my next meal." He smirked as they went on to the battlefield.
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