Chapters (17)
- Prologue: The Coronation
- Chapter One: Talk of Love
- Chapter Two: Limit Break
- Chapter Three: Party Selection
- Chapter Four: Arrival into Conflict
- Chapter Five: Inter-World Adaptation
- Chapter Six: Hidden Abilities
- Chapter Seven: Finding Kizuna
- Chapter Eight: Subterranean Maze City
- Chapter Nine: Outsider Theory
- Chapter Ten: A Familiar Face
- Chapter Eleven: The Mirror Vassal Weapon
- Chapter Twelve: A Falling Out
- Chapter Thirteen: Forced Possession
- Chapter Fourteen: Quick Adaptation
- Chapter Fifteen: Mirror
- Epilogue: A Responsibility to Justice
“I’m ending this,” Itsuki said and jumped quickly backward. He placed a foot on the wall and hopped to the side and then unleashed a skill that fired a lot of those same arrows at the accessory on Armor’s axe. They flew so swiftly that all of the arrows hit him.
“Music Stream,” he intoned. I was impressed again. He was moving pretty much exactly like Rishia did.
“Gah! More of your cowardly long-range tricks! Fight me fair and square!” Armor raged. Of course he wanted to fight at close range; he had a massive axe!
“Impossible,” said one of the women who had betrayed Miyaji. They were all looking at Itsuki with shock on their faces. “The arrows should all just fly out randomly from that attack. There’s no way to focus them all like that!”
With a splitting sound, a crack appeared in the accessory.
“Never! Hah!” Armor swung his axe and started to chop down the arrows Itsuki launched.
“It’s not easy to pin you down when you move around like that. Please stay still. Stun Beat!” Itsuki turned the weapon into a guitar and started playing it. Multiple notes flew out and surrounded Armor.
“What?! That attack means nothing before my justice! Great Quake III!” It sounded like he was planning to use that earthquake skill to wipe all the notes away!
“Very naive of you, Mald,” Itsuki chided in his monotone voice. The very notes Armor had been trying to wipe away now exploded in his face. I narrowed my eyes and saw light and what looked like lightning flickering around Armor. He moaned, holding his face. It looked like maybe he was under a status effect.
“Hey!” Witch yelled and dodged through Itsuki’s attacks, dashing directly at the stunned Armor. “You give me that weapon!” She snatched the axe and then turned an unpleasant smile toward me. I was at a loss for words. These guys had no idea of the concept of allies, or working together, or anything.
“Eat this! Drifa Hellfire IV!” she yelled. Interesting. She’d finished the incantation ahead of time, stolen the weapon with it charged, and then unleashed upgraded magic. That was pretty smart—for Witch, anyway.
Shildina and Itsuki looked ready to prepare anti-magic, but I raised one hand and cut them off. The main event here was the moron woman—Witch was just an annoyance. I was willing to give her a few points for choosing to stick around, even though she had to see how the situation turned against her. It would have been easy to stop the activation of her magic too. There was a reason why I had decided not to. I’d had more than enough of this bitch and finally wanted to make her hurt by my own hand!