"Master Vincent is bleeding..." [let's see what it's like when vincebutt is hurt huehue]
Indifference has settled within mismatched hues. A certain noble has found himself incapable of caring for this dull ache that shoots throughout his arm. The bleeding gash, the deep incisions from claws made from a beast rest upon his left arm. It's hardly worth noting, he thinks, as he's faced with this monstrous creature.
The beast he was to eliminate, of course, being a chain. What else? It took form of an odd insectoid creature with the body of a feline, a head, pincers and wings of...let's see- perhaps a beetle?
Originally, he was to be mere support, but the team had been wiped clean. It was just he and Echo that stood in the creature's path. So what now? Well, it was time to test Demios wasn't it? He'd only just obtained her some months back. He hadn't a chance to properly practice the extend of her strength. So with that, the skeletal chain was summoned. The beast easily rose from seemingly his shadow. A devious, demented noise left it as it rose as well.
His hand indicated the target. And, within a blink of an eye, its head had fallen and rolled to his feet. The large body had joined, having crashed to the ground. The chain he bore then returned to the host, his body tensing at the sensation of pain due to his recent contract with her. It wasn't anything like with Yamane. It was far more powerful and pulled strain upon his body some. It would take time to adjust.
But rather, as he held the head of the decapitated beast in his hand, he could only give a satisfied smile to the corpse. The power he obtained was well worth the pain. And with a careless toss of the object, it'd faded like the rest of the body that belonged to the lowly creature.
So now the question was, what to do with the bodies of his fallen 'comrades'? Well, he'd need to contact headquarters. "Echo." When her attention moved from his wound to his eyes, he merely ignored the mention of the obvious statement and continued to his orders. "Fetch me some bandages for this. It'll be irritating if it's left to bleed before it closes." The blood would stain everything around. Ah, what a mess~ He'd like to at least spare his hair from such a thing. "Also, fetch carriage to return us home. If you happen upon other Pandora personnel, inform them of the mess here. Go now~ Be quick about it."
Typically she was. He had no need to remind her, but he cared not. Rather, his eyes flickered to his bleeding him. Fingers delicately pulled away torn fabric to reveal the wound covered with the crimson liquid substance. He was almost entranced with the way it so freely trickled down his arm, dying everything it touched the same color. However, the heavy metallic scent of blood, paired with the rotting smell of death was a rather familiar scene he was less than interested in remaining in right now. A flash of fire filled his vision then disappeared with a single shake of his head.
What a dreadfully familiar sensation...
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