She could not muster the strength to run away, nor summon willpower to stop her legs from bringing her back to the throne room and to a new hiding spot – behind the statue of some famous northwestern tactician – and lastly, Jennifer could not tear her eyes away from what was happening before her.
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Her long-time friend, Viscountess Cleleste Aliana Ego of Luxequinox, had led a detachment of the elite Tumen Guard – the very best soldiers of the Dominion that were tasked with protecting the Palace and its occupants – against a pale man that she did not recognise. Her husband had been taken hostage, the previous sovereign lay dead in a pool of his own blood, and she was Khatun of the Dominion.
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The Tuman Guard did not use firearms, instead opting for long Glaives ending in nasty curved blades and rapidly firing composite bows, which were renowned for being able to match firearms in most aspects. The weakness of the Tumen lay in their strong sense of honour, respect for every foe they encounter, and more likely than nought, overconfidence.
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Brottslight was not interested in honour in the slightest, and so he opened fire on the charging warriors with an ætherical drum gun. The tiny little blue clouds of smoke wafting from the barrel was a warning that the gun would spit death at everything in front of it. An entire detachment of the best warriors the Northwest had to offer was gunned down in seconds by a single man who looked like exposure to sunlight would cook him alive.
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Celeste looked around at the carnage all around her. She blinked.
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Brottslight moved at such speed that he appeared as a black streak moving to quickly follow. The Concubine-Khani looked down.
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A shard of purple crystal wrapped around a midnight black core jutted out from where the human heart was located.
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Celeste Alaina Ego's eyes were full of shock and a dim realisation of the jaws of death closing in on her. She coughed up a large volume of crimson blood, tainted by some unnatural substance. The blood splattered on the ground and innocently pretended to be red-black paint.
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Brottslight's almost translucent hand let go, and the Viscountess collapsed to the ground, twitched briefly, and ceased to move ever again.
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Jennifer cowered in her hiding place as she listened to what the Großfürst began telling Jiro.
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“You might az well know, I am CATAE's elusive missing anchor. I keep ze mistress Æraxis ze Great Maelstrom in Empyrea so zat we shall rule all of der regions together az Goddess and esteemed servant of her wrath.” He muttered
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Jennifer dared not breathe until the two were long gone. She immediately went looking for Ellanor so that the Easterner could tell her how to fix the mess she had inadvertently spawned.
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Etatè owed it to her.
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