Chapter 182: Arc 4, Act I, - 27: So, No Dessert?
"Jotou!?" the redhead rushed out the doors, the flame now quelled, "Fumeko!?" she ran quicker holding her dress up.
The blonde and brunette sauntered step by step, Fumeko occasionally holding Jotou’s shoulder up as blood stained both their hands.
"Yeesh," her eyes welled up and her hands glowed bright blue. The glow of her water nearly blinded the two as Hotaru grabbed them both and began healing.
Asobi ran out not too far behind, "Oh no!" she held her wand in both her hands.
Fumeko breathed and winced as the water healed, "We’re fine," she tried to calm Asobi.
"You are now," Hotaru scolded, moving her aside and focusing her power on Jotou more.
"NGh... Ghh..." Jotou gripped the blade in her hand and clenched her teeth. The glowing water seeped in every gash and clotting wound, sealing it up before it became a scar.
Tears decorated her dress, each rip with only a larger smear of her own blood across. Daiyu came rushing out, looking left and right and sighing once her eyes set upon the blonde.
"My lady, please stay within my sight," Feyan worried along behind her.
"Lucky I wore red huh?" Jotou winced a smirk.
Hotaru held her cheek and healed the slash across it, "I’m glad you brought your sword to dinner, but seriously," her healing turned into a tight pinch on her cheek, "Don’t, run, off like that!"
"Hey! Who am I!? Meko!?" Jotou wrestled the redhead’s hands away, unable to prevent it even though she felt sparks warning her of the attack.