Chapter 438: Arc 6, - 54: Poison
The rushing footsteps were of cultists grabbing papers and files. Torchlight flickered and lit up at random while the sound of falling glass rained outside of the alcove they were deposited into.
Dashing waves of greyish-silver stone surged past the opening and there was a distant flash of golden-yellow electricity arcing every now and again.
Ben eyes wandered unknowingly upwards the long smooth legs that were veiled by a dark green dress. Adorned in jewellery and a golden circlet once more, the Poison Feather kicked the sharp tip of her shoe into Ben’s face, shoving it aside.
He grunted and rolled over while the Poison Feather surveyed their faces in the flickering torchlight. "Ma’am, these are? Do we?" a couple of the cultists paused in their panic and aimed a few muskets at the intruders.
Feather flipped some of her green hair, jingling some of her chains alongside it, "Leave them, your priority is to evacuate. Lest you defy the orders of the new Gods."
"R-right," another replied as they ran out of the alcove. Behind Feather was an emptied table made of a raised platform of stone.
"It was about time," Feather calmly spoke to the two fallen at the back, the wolf-girl and the magician. "I was worried we’d never meet again," she crossed her arms. "Oh wait, no I wasn’t."
"Do you always... just go around doing as, much evil as you can?" Hotaru got up onto her elbows and knees—the nausea made her almost vomit from the strained movement.
"Who’s the hot dragon lady...?" Ben hazily muttered.
"Dragon? That’s a new one," Feather’s tail whipped in the air.
"Poison Feather, poisoned a lot of people, almost killed Arabella and Daiyu," Asobi was on her feet, but she was dizzily spinning around in the same spot.
"Recurring villain, dammit," Ben held onto his shoulder while trying to get up. "BLAST!!!" The entire cave rumbled and quaked from the thunder as chunks of greyish-silver stone came shooting through the alcove and across the cavern floor.