"Say aah-ouch!"
"Those who are not injured, please wheel out the unfortunate ones from here. I think the nurse will be quite happy from the welcoming gift."
"I think all those battles rocked his head to mush," she paused tossing in the comical corn into her mouth. Her red and blue glasses seeing all that was happening in great detail.
"Bring one more bucket, looks like there's still a bunch of them running for dear life. Actually I'll thank the beast for what it's doing. The only way out is if it wishes so..."
"AAAAHHH! IT'S GRABBED ME...!"
"Bye,bye Sarou."
[Participants remaining in the domain have reduced by seven.]
[53 remain.]
"I'M SO SORRY I ALMOST LEFT YOU BEHIND-!"
It held them by their throats, leaving a hole through the earthen shield construct, it tore through upwards, crumbling it to dust as the two gasped for air. Desperation to be let free caused spikes to tear through the field's surface, but neither did damage to the devilish tendrils.
"YOU'RE GONNA LET THOSE LOVE BIRDS DO THAT TO YOU?"
"..."
"... Now that's what I'm talking about. Also I hope someone treats him quick, I think buddy didn't like that pokey thing he did. Anyway, who's next...?!"
Bang!
"You idiot!"
"What? As long as we make a run for it, we'll be just fine..."
!
"Freiri..."
"We don't have time to waste here, Juno,"
No no no no! I thought she was occupied!
Feigning ignorance, he spun around trying to see whatever made his partner as pale as a ghost, seeing those glaring yellow eyes peering at them from the dark, he continued on strong, "would you drop them there, I'm sure she'll be able to make room for them, and hopefully the many more that are on their way, bless her abled hands."
He saw her.
They hurriedly left the bunch of bodies there and with similar tempo, made an escape from an almost, probably, surely nasty situation.
"Got to say, I somehow feel pity for them. It can't be this bad and they already have those things inside them..."
"That mouth will become his downfall one day."
"..."
A couple of minutes had elapsed since the ferocious room purged its last victim, and the audience had plenty to say about its final performance,
"Congratulations to all those who have succeeded in making it out without...," G'yonna made way for a student being carried out, "... getting the short end of the stick."
"khehehe..."
"Anyway, keep practicing and I advise you to make the library your friend because teaching is bothersome and that's not actually our main duty that we were assigned to begin with. Goodbye."
"Either my brain was rocked too hard or nothing about what he said made sense to me."
"Talking about making sense..."
Gionne prodded Park's body in wonder, his memory flashing back to how someone who crashed against the wall in great might, dropped to the floor with majority of his injuries healed.
"Maybe I'm special just as you said."
"Too special maybe."
"Potatoe Potuhto, we survived, didn't we?"
"Pota..."
"Let it be, it's something I heard somewhere, instead we should be busy doing as he said."
He threw an arm around Gionne.
"What, the library...", "Heavens no!" Park interjected, "please, I beg you, I think we've had our fair share of alone time with those two."
"Then, where are we going? I'm just following, but I don't know where to exactly, and also where's all this excitement coming from?"
"Where are you guys off to?"
"And that makes it three."
"Watch out for the...!"
"..."
"Huh..."
"Watch out for what?"
"Nothing."
"Might I say I thank you very much for not poking me. Much appreciated."
"He's acting weird, but I'll not get into it. I'm tired. Let's just see what he has in store for us."
"Wait, do either of you two feel drained?"
"Also, for reasons undisclosed, if your experiencing tremors, it would be wise of you to visit the nurse and say, 'the price of freedom is draining me.' If you fail to do so, I'm not to be blamed if any unforeseen events occur, but please, for your sake, do so. You all still have a lot of work to do."
"No tremors over here, Ripha?"
"All good."
"Beautiful then, let's go."
"... today's started on a good note, I don't know why this batch is this juicy," she admired her face, fuller and riddled ever lesser by those damned wrinkles. Her joints were no longer grinding over each other as she moved, "I can now use lesser magic trying to move around here and the best thing about all this is...," she peered into the darkness from her mirror, "... your old self is finally coming back again...!"
A section of the mirror reflecting the darkness cracked, clearly showing that whatever lay beyond was not as ecstatic as she was. She immediately caught onto the root cause trying her very best to soothe the visibly angered presence, "I get that you're impatient, but you know this has actually been one of the most rewarding groups that we have seen in decades, and the best part of it is, they willingly took the seeds after yours truly, blinded them with sweet, sweet lies. You know how big of a deal it is for the host to accept the seeds willingly."
"..."
"Right, there's that one. But for now, we don't have to worry about any variables occurring, she cannot let it happen you know? Her power flows through them and its beyond whatever these bunch of mice can even hope to achieve. As long as that's that, we'll be able to achieve our life's goal. We just have to bide our time and lie in wait. It will surely come to pass."
"..."
"Please?"
"..."
"..."
There was a slight tense moment in the room before a calm wind brushed over her face, cooling her slightly heated head.
"Attagirl."
"In the meantime, I feel like I should go and thank my sponsors for the wonderful gift that they cordially gave me in the entirety of this morning. I think I'll keep on saying it until I get sick from it. It just feels so good experiencing youth once more, now not there yet, but the possibility and the actual proof is more than enough to keep on talking about it for days on end."
"Now where did I put that little friend of mine?"
"... This might actually-no, this actually redefines our bond's skill. How did you even understand this in the first place, although a bit sad that your knowledge on weapons isn't up to par..."
"Lily!"
"!"
"Reflex, sorry."
I actually asked Mr. Advisor why that was so, and the answer I got was...
[... you lack the spark to develop the weapon's concept.]
What did it even mean? Spark?
"Hey, I hope you know I didn't mean it in a bad way; I just let the cat out of the bag at very inopportune moments."
Ripha let out a small giggle.
That wasn't for you...
"Hehe, nice one."
On second thought, thank you, Ripha.
Her owner could only mutter under his breath,
"Unbelievable."
"You know I followed because some interesting things have been happening but who do we have here?"