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Fiora rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, trying to clear the remaining smell of citrus lingering around in the air. It was only by sheer chance that Claire failed to notice them, drowsiness perhaps to be blamed. The two intruders stood in the corner of the room, their presence masked with the aid of illusions.

"You have one minute to convince me of your reason, or I will be more than willing to torch you two even with the risk of leaving a trace."

"Big sis, we meant no harm. This is the only way." A figure reappeared from the shadows of the dark room, whispering with a high-pitched voice. The figure next to her has a long blonde hair tied into plaits, with a pair of stern, sharp brown eyes. The contrast was clear as day, and were the small child not sitting on a floating spear, it would be easy to mistake the two as a cosplaying child accompanied by a guardian.

"I apologize for startling you, Fiora. You may call me Luna, or Vio if you want, and this is Venefica." The blonde woman pointed at the little girl. "I came to request your cooperation."

"What will we get for cooperating? We do not even speak to each other before, and you could be a spy, or a stalker."

"I will give you my word that I have never interacted with the two of you before this." The woman looked at the witch next to her, and the witch conjured a piece of paper filled with pictures and a list of names, with the ever-present smell of citrus accompanying such a simple display of magic. "For most of the day, I was in the Death Match, as can be seen here. If you still have your doubts, you can verify it with another source." Luna nodded.

"Big sis, we just want to talk. Please?" Venefica looked at Fiora with a gaze innocent enough to cloud judgement for most.

"Talk." Fiora said, her reply curt and both her chains ready to strike. The room's temperature slowly, but surely, rose bit by bit, stopping just short from igniting things around to a crisp.

"As far as I know, we would be facing each other in the next match. If you are willing to do a favor for me, we are more than willing to throw the match and give you the winning points."

"This favor you speak of would be..."

"Protection." Luna said. "I have no need for money, nor the fame from winning the Death Matches, you can have it all, and in exchange, we want to count you as our ally."

"And what if I refuse? Is there any reason you will not speak to Claire instead of me?"

"Can you not think for yourself?" Luna asked back, her voice terse. "I just want your protection, a protection of a Divine ranker that recently surfaced and whose existence can be verified instead of the missing or unknown Divines."

"Surely, you realize that ranks do not hold sway in the outcome of a combat?"

"Big sis, let me talk." Venefica interrupted, her high pitched voice not preventing her words from carrying the weight it should. "We need help, and our current situasion has not been kind to us. We have lost much, and should our last stand meet the sharp edge of failure, we only ask you for your cooperation so we can rest and begin our plan anew."

"What is this plan of yours?"

"I can't say. Please forgive us." Venefica shook her head. "This is our fight, and we have promised to never involve anyone."

"Wait, Venefica. Something is off." Luna looked towards the door, seemingly focused on something behind it.

"This is... Another Incarnation is lurking outside!" Venefica whispered, gripping the spear she sat on until her tiny knuckles turned white. "Unless we want to cause a racket here, big sis, we should get out of here!"

"How do you expect we get out?" Fiora took her chain again, returning herself into Bound Form. "If we fight around here, we are bound to cause an inconvenience to my…"

There was an audible silence for several long seconds, as if she was unsure of her wording choices.

"…partner, and not to mention, we are not considered humans, and thus are not welcome here. If my guess proved itself correct, our culprit for this predicament would be the two of them yet again."

"You have an idea of what the Incarnation outside is after?" Luna raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, there is only one option to who they could be, and what exactly they are after." Fiora nodded. "As far as I know, they are obsessed with my partner, and as of now, she is neither in the state to fight to the fullest or even flee."
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"I know!" Luna exclaimed, her whisper almost reaching shrill levels of voice. "I could make them chase you instead, and ensure they won't enter here."

'Will you take this act as the proof of our intentions?" Luna asked.

"Fine, I will trust you two." Fiora nodded, while creeping closer to the door. Venefica and Luna, both riding on the flying spear, followed suit, moving a tad bit faster than Fiora.

In almost no time, the three of them reached the door.

"Hold your breath." Venefica said, and nodded in satisfaction after Fiora and Luna covered their mouth and nose.

"Somniferum Gale." Venefica chanted, her voice steady and barely more than a whisper. Unknown to the two of them, the smell of citrus wafted out from the room.

"Now!" Venefica opened the door, pulling Fiora's hand with her, and the three of the bolted out of the room, to the bewilderment of the pair standing outside and whispering.

From the pair's perspective, the door to the room disappeared, leaving nothing but a solid wall, while what seemed to be Claire and Fiora was running out from the room at full speed.

The two was caught off guard, not expecting their target to run out so easily.

"Let's go, Deci!"

"On your command, Oscar!"

Of course, disregarding the odd citrus smell, both Deci and Oscar ran as fast as they could towards the general direction the two girls are running. While in the middle of their run, Deci created and scattered several of his clones as a precaution, to ensure all corners of their target's possible hiding places are accounted for.

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"Good, they took the bait, what now, Venefica?" Luna asked, dangling her legs while flying on the little witch's spear. "The room disappearing trick you pulled isn't going to last forever, and the moment they realize, they'll be free to strut in and do as they please."

"Don't worry, big sis. I made sure the illusion stays for at least several hours unless I remove it, and I did apply a more permanent version of Somniferum Gale before we run off."

"More permanent?" Luna quirked her eyebrows.

"Well, how do you think we managed to hide for so long, big sis?" Venefica smiled. "The best thing about smells is that they'll disappear in two sniffs for most, as long as they decide that the smell isn't a threat. I mean, who hates citrus smells?"

The three of them dashed as fast as possible while trying to remain quiet, not wis.h.i.+ng to attract too much attention to themselves.

They stopped near a wide clearing hidden in the middle of a large park, with a luxurious marble fountain in the middle. The fountain was already turned off, but the dim yellow streetlights around them shone and made the statue on the fountain seem to sparkle and glow with golden light.

Venefica and Luna jumped off the spear, and the little witch twirled the ma.s.sive weapon around in a show of strength.

As expected, both Deci and Oscar arrived within moments, bringing a group of hooded men. The men, each with an appearance identical to Deci, surrounded the three of them in the middle, as if they were a cultist preparing for a sacrificial ritual. Venefica, no longer cloaked in invisibility illusion, reappeared, while the smell of citrus still lingered on Luna, maintaining her Claire disguise.

"Give her to me, and I'll make sure you leave this place alive." Oscar said, his hand outstretched. All the Deci clones are ready to fight, the knives on their hands are dripping with colorless poison. Plumes of white smoke, along with a sharp hissing sound, can be heard throughout the place, radiating a pungent odor that made Venefica's nose twitch in disgust.

"I'm sorry, mister! I can't just hand my friend over here to you." Venefica replied, sticking out her tongue, and brandished her spear. Fiora's chain has already been removed and placed on the ground, causing the chilly night air to feel a bit warmer.