The underground side of the valley still became the resting place for the three vile escapees, directing their focus on the current holographic screen. One of the trios, The Hexagonal Helmet Man, was surprised when he noticed the screen displaying the picture of Omnugorg being carried inside the containment.
Then, Halgondal rotated his stare toward the two rugged figures who returned their focus at the pile of holographic cards. The rugged figure on the left picked one of the cards in his hand and mashed it into the pile of holographic cards, revealing the one with the spade queen's artwork.
"It seems you two didn't care much about Omnugorg being captured?" The Hexagonal Helmet Man guessed.
The hooded figure on the left giggled, "Well…Halgondal, he is already aware of the consequence of his choice."
"What I meant….are you two not worried that Pendoswing will choose you as the next candidate for his entertainment?" The Hexagonal Helmet Man argued, gazing at the two rugged figures.
Although the right hooded figure held a strong ignorance as she placed her attention on the pile of cards and tossed a holographic card with the king artwork, the left individual bent his neck and sighed with little sense of agitation. He sharpened his heedful stare toward Halgondal, readying to demonstrate a suitable response.
"About that, you're right, I should be concerned about Omnugorg's defeat," The left hooded figure said, leaning his back to the wall and squeezing the holographic card.
The right-hooded figure groaned, "What did you mean by that, Nalg?"
"We can enjoy the outside world because of him and the artificial succubus," She argued. "Why do we have to be concerned about anything?"
Nalg jeered, "You always be a short-sigthed dumbass, Almieandra Noxan."
"What Halgonda said is true, we should be worried whether we are going to be his next toy project," Nalg muttered, grabbing the card with the icon spade of Ace and throwing it to the pile of cards.
"Sure, meeting Mina Rodax again will be a delightful experience, but it's also very risky too, especially since she has become stronger," Nalg muttered, shuddering his gripping hands and biting his lip.
Almiendra cackled, "Well…I don't care much."
"As long as I didn't put into that dull cell again, I don't mind facing The Triumph Makers again," She asserted.
Nalg rolled his eyes and argued, "But we also couldn't leave from here too, dumbass."
With Almiendra and Nalg trading their bitter stare onto each other, The Hexagonal Helmet Man coughed loudly. Both the cloaked figures immediately centered their attention toward Halgonda, who elevated his open hand, generating a flock of a mixture of yellow and white hexagonal-shaped particles.
"What Nalg said is true, we should be more prepared for the worst," Halgonda insisted, flipping his hand downward.
"Deep down, I am still skeptical of The Cosmic Being," Halgonda added.
"Sure, we can be gladful that Pendoswing gave us this hideout, but we have to pay the price of our freedom," The Hexagonal Helmet Man muttered, disseminating the roaming particles beneath his palm.
Halgonda hissed, "We have to become his pawn too."
"It doesn't matter if we become his pawn, because at least he is not a commanding douchebag," Almiendra countered, eagerly bursting in laughter when she pinned her sight at her arm.
"Besides, he gave me a chance to torment VWX and his teammate again," Almiendra professed, prodding her shoulder. "So I wouldn't care much and this time they won't survive my wrath!"
Nalg slapped himself on the face and muttered, "Almiendra, Almiendra. you always be careless bitch."
"Better than being a two-sided conservative asshole," Almiendra mocked, pinning her sigh at the current card on her hands.
"Also, you, Halgonda, are you scared of Pendoswing?" Almiendra asked, spotting her fellow ally's hand shuddering. "Because I remembered whenever he entered the room, your body always shaking."
Halgonda held his staggering hand and admitted, "Honestly, yes, I'm indeed frightened by his domineering presence."
The Hexagonal Helmet Man swallowed a large gulp of saliva, trembling his entire limbs as if he were a person being trapped in the frozen room. He even clutched his grip on his frigid arms, luring the hooded figures to set their focus toward him. Nalg widened his shocked eyes when his fellow escapees gushed out a huge chunk of air.
"Unlike you two…I was…forced to join him in the first place," The Hexagonal Helmet Man confessed, continuously rubbing his arms and digging his teeth on his lip until it dripped a single line of blood.
"And…it's frightening whenever Pendoswing…..raised his aura," Halgonda murmured anxiously,
Almiendra cringed, "Are you kidding me?"
"You, Halgonda, the criminal who is well known for almost destroying this planet twice, is afr-," Almeindra didn't finish her sentence as Nalg immediately slapped on the back of her cheek.
Nalg withdrew his hand and scolded his close friend, "Enough, Almeindra!!"
"I'm so sorry for her rude reaction," Nalg let out an apology toward The Hexagonal Helmet Man, bowing his head.
Halgonda gestured an assured palm, "It's alright, no need to apologize, honestly."
"Okay then, but can you tell me more about what Pendoswing did to you?" Nalg asked. "However, if you don't want too, it's okay?"
At first, Halgonda fixated his shivering glance at the floor below, filling his mind with a haunting agitation. His sight was even filled with the igniting image of Pendoswing, veiling his entire body with the orange aura that was almost as bright as the sun. The image of Pendoswing might have vanished, but it left Halgonda to raise his unnerving sight.
"It's better for you two to know," The Hexagonal Helmet Man remarked, folding both his hands and raising them under his chin.
"Since you two might become his amusement to fight The Triumph Makers," The Hexagonal Helmet Man added.
Nalg nodded, "Please tell me more about your encounter with him.
"I am grateful The Artificial Succubus freed me, but still…I never want to become someone else's pawn," Halgonda bickered. "Like you two, I always prefer doing anything in my way without any command."
"So you refused it back then?" Nalg guessed.
"Exactly, and that's why Pendoswing raised his sun-like aura to me, and it felt…like my soul is slowly being…shattered." Halgonda whimpered, pinning at his hand that uncontrollably quivered. "That tiny fraction power alone….made an almighty mage like me cower…in dread."
"So I have no choice but to obey his request," The Hexagonal Helmet Man confessed. "Fighting him, only asking for death to come sooner, especially with his overwhelming power."
Nalg accidentally dropped the remaining holographic card he held as he began to drown in bestrewing fear. Unlike her close friend, Almiendra only yawned and painted a disinterested eyebrow at The Hexagonal Helmet Man, who rested his clutching hand and lowered his shuddering neck.
"It's lucky that I and Almiendra willingly accept his offer," Nalg said, tapping his chest repeatedly.
"II could never imagine to face this type of aura directly," Nalg muttered, shaking his head.
Almeindra hauthliy crossed her arms and groused, "Yeah, yeah, strong aura power scaring the crap of you, I don't give a damn about that."
"The only thing I give a damn is taunt The Laser Freak, VWX with killing innocent people in front of him," Almeindra expressed, jeering at The Hexagonal Helmet Man.
"Also, it's only happened to you, not me and Nalg."
Nalg grunted and heaved his knuckle, "Stop being so ignorant in my one second, Almeindra!!"
"Listen, I only told this simply as information about Pendoswing's action," Halgonda affirmed.
"If you want to believe or ignore it, then it's your choice," The Hexagonal Helmet Man remarked.
Nalg placed his knuckle in his thigh before sliding his fallen card below, compacting it into a single deck. He stared at Halgonda, who forcibly pointed his sight upward briefly before rotating it toward Almeindra. Even though they resumed the card games, lingering dread shrouded Nalg as he frowned.
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The news of Omnugorg's defeat was also broadcast into Teldrium as the holographic news screen displayed the past photo of his human identity and the headline below stated, "Kelkanda Talvador or his infamous alias, Omnugorg, has returned to prison again". Furthermore, the citizens below, such as the two young men wearing neon red and yellow jackets, gazed at the screen, trading their astonished stares onto each other.
"Damn, the crazy non-human killer has return to prison again," The yellow jacket man uttered. "And it's only a day after he freed."
The red jacket man clapped, "Goes to show Triumph Makers are very effective in handling every threat."
"Even better than the show off new hero named Viscable," The red jacket men jeered. "Heck, he didn't even show up when Talosnis got attacked, what a lazy asshole."
The yellow jacket man jabbed his friend, who groaned and argued, "Hey, come on, man, don't insult him like that."
"Just because the new hero didn't show up, doesn't mean he is lazy," The yellow jacket man affirmed.
"Maybe he prepared something else or went into hard training…I guess," The yellow jacket man mentioned.
The argument between the young man was silently being watched by Lorina, who rested her back on the dazzling velvet store's wall and devoured five yellow-roasted chips. As she chewed it, The Glutton Succubus began to raise her pondering eyebrows, immediately swallowing it and washing the remains on her lip.
"The Asshole Viscable is most likely busy preparing some stuff especially after Gilbron almost burn him nto cinder," The Glutton Succubus whispered, revolving her sight to the back.
Lorina irritatedly moaned, "I hope my wannabe supermodel sister's shopping time ends as fast as possible."
"I'm tired waiting like this," The Glutton Succubus complained, snatching more chips and centering her focus above.
Luckily, the waiting time for The Glutton Succubus was finally over when the cherry red wormhole emitted two familiar people, attracting her to push her tired back. She blew a whistle after spotting her twin Sister, Casmine began to walk away from the entrance gate, carrying the two projections of the scarlet shopping bags.
Besides the Supermodel Succubus, Gilbron relaxedly carried all six white shopping bags with his grip, provoking Lorina to stretch her disbelief jaw and run forward. Casmine briskly paused her steps when she noticed her twin sister rushing to her, tapping her lip and shining her flagrant smirk.
"Why the hell are there is so many shopping bags, wannabe Supermodel?" The Glutton Succubus asked, raising her bemused eyebrows. "Did you buy something more than your makeup equipment?"
Casmine blared a high-pitched laughter and replied excitedly, "I bought a couple of bags, new beauty cases, and many other accessories because most of them got a 50% discount!"
"Plus, I got a buy 1 get 1 promo because I am a Velvet and Majestic premium member," The supermodel Succubus
Lorina pressed her lip, "Wow, wow, wow,"
"You're lucky, Gilbron can buy all of this stuff by using his absurd cosmic power," The Glutton Succubus mentioned, tilting her head in disbelief. "If these other men, they might have a second thought, unless they are simp or becoming your mindsalve,"
Casmine gleefully giggled and teased, "To be fair, I promise him to give a satisfying pleasure tonight, right, Gilbron?"
"Well, it's true and I quite like the trade off," The Young Man admitted, triggering Lorina to groan in bother.
"Goddamn it," Lorina cursed.
"Anyway, I just remembered something important," The Young Man declared, centering his sight on the billboard and forming a captivated expression.
"Let me guess, The Mighty Viscable haven't shown up until now, right?" Lorina guessed, grinning.
Gilbron cackled, "Exactly, Lorina. I thought he was not going to miss the subverting battle in Talosnis."
"Maybe, he chose to enhance his splendid power or create more intriguing machineries," The Young Man assumed.
"That could be possible," Casmine agreed and continued her statement, beaming her lip in jolly. "Also, you burnt him to near death, obviously he chose to improve himself rather than watching the fight."
"Reasonable and perfect excuse of his absence," Gilbron said avidly, igniting the sun-like torch in his eyes. "Because of this, I couldn't wait to witness his next surprise in the upcoming encounter."
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