Not that it mattered much - shadows spread from all around them even as they sailed through the air. It shot at them from every angle and every direction, and pierced their skin as though the shadows were made of needles. Their scream echoed all around as the pain seeped into their fused body. Ev
Their combined strengths poured through their minds and bodies and flowed through every atom within themselves. Together, they steeled themselves against Godeater’s advance, and pushed against it on every level possible. Time slowed significantly down to fractions of a nanosecond, even as their ov
Freya’s eyes flickered open in the darkness as she let out a soft groan. As her mind spun back into consciousness, she realized that she was laying down awkwardly, and inside a small compartment of some sort. The air seemed thick and dry and somewhat dusty, though what concerned her most was that
The minotaur reared back in absolute frustration, and roared into the air. In doing so, waves of raw strength emanated from its lungs, and pushed at everything all around it. Some of the nearby pillars toppled over from the act. Then with bright red eyes that were brimming with anger, it lowered it
Freya smiled and waved at the crowd that had gathered around them happily. A few of them crowed on about how they had seen the whole fight (from afar) and were utterly wowed by their capabilities. The others simply thanked her for what they had done in removing the minotaur from their lives. A hand
“Very well,” said the magistrate. “I’ll make sure to preserve your details. Should we ever need you two for anything in the future, we’ll know where to reach you. Perhaps a few of us might even make the trek ourselves. If only to enjoy your company.” “And our wine, too,” Freya said with a grin. “Y
Lucifer flattened hir lips in mock disbelief. “Mhm,” ze said. “I’ll take your word for it. But if you start doing weird things again, I’m gonna have to knock you out and drag you to Rome in a sack.” Freya simply chuckled at Lucifer’s teasing. But then another dreamlike memory hit her out of nowher
The city’s westernmost gates, the Porta Aurelia, was currently a whirlwind of activity. Groups of people passed through it as they entered or exited the massive city itself. Most of the groups consisted of laborers and merchants and officials, and were simply going about their day, doing their usual