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Eris smirked at the male's reaction before wrapping an arm across his shoulder, humming playfully. "Come on, you're not hurt. Sometimes you just need.....What's the term again...." Closing her eyes, the alien was trying to remember before she finally remembered. "Ah, tough love." Taking her arm off him, she hovered a few inches off the ground and crossed her legs as if she were sitting crisscross in the air. Nodding with understatement about him going to grab some Earth money. The Viltrumite was slowly learning about the culture here on the planet, but the various currencies were a pain to keep track of.

The woman had been provided her own personal chambers by the organization in the building whenever she visited for long periods. She had custom-made human clothing so she could easily blend in without standing out wearing her uniform. She had been smart enough to change before coming to visit the male, as she wore leggings and a large loose blue blouse. The female was trying out types of clothing, compared to just stealing the tracksuit from the male. It was still her favorite as it was comfortable and reminded her of her uniform.

Her onyx eyes shifted across the lab, noticing how much better it appeared to look with her gifting him more alien technology to use compared to Earth's. The human was an asset to the Empire and had proven his worth time and time again. He had grown on her in a way as well. Eris respected Miguel and had made it clear to her fellow Viltrumites that he and his daughter were under her protection. Time was coming closer to the day Conquest was going to arrive. He would not show any mercy to this planet if Nolan's son did not fall in line.

Hopefully, before he arrived, she could take Miguel and Gabriella off-planet to head to the Viltrumite base. Her status as one of the generals would help secure everything he needed, plus she could easily relocate him to a planet that was under her watch, which she had previously conquered. Footsteps had brought the alien out of her thoughts before glancing to see if he was ready to go eat yet. "Are you all set?"

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As was standard behaviour by now, Miguel had stayed on his feet due to sheer willpower and false promises. He had vowed that, if he read one more chapter, and jotted down a few more notes, that he would finally detach himself and refuel... a word choice that was deliberate in its phrasing, for what it meant. Gone was the days when he could enjoy a meal, replaced now by a need to consume protein and calories, in enough quantities to carry him through the next few days. Should the Order come calling for his aid within that time-frame, it would be given, as it always was, with adjustments made accordingly.

But alas, as reliable as plans were, disruptions lingered around every corner, with one in particular manifesting in the form of a no-nonsense Viltrumite, set on interrupting his routine. Before he has the chance to complain, an iron-clad grip takes possession of his chin, demanding his attention as garnet hues became bright red. The entire experience causes him to bristle, with lips curling back enough to flash his fangs in warning, until she relents. And though hand is withdrawn, what's been rattled awake proves challenging to rein in, as when Miguel goes to smooth a hand over his reclaimed chin, curved talons are clearly visible poking out from the tips of his fingers.

"Warn me before you do that next time." Finding his voice, it comes out as a deep rumble, rather than carry its usual inflexion, all of which served as yet mounting proof that he should feast soon, rather than carry on and risk attacking an unfortunate victim, when his growling stomach became too much to ignore. No longer able to continue, though, he gathers the papers on his desk, smoothing a clawed thumb along the side of the stack before leaving it be, stepping backwards.

"Do you mean an all you can eat buffet?" His mouth practically salivated at the thought, so much that he needed to rub a hand against his lips as he tried to regain a semblance of composure. "There should be one located not far from here." He could practically count the steps. "...I'll need to find my wallet, first."

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I love this version of Mark. He's so handsome and looks so calm. (Although they all look the same...) I love calm Marks.

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Listening to the male speak about what his home planet was, she heard mention of Krypton in her history lessons before about advanced societies and species that had gone extinct within the past century. She had never expected that there would be any survivors, but the ravenette did not want to ask too many personal questions right away. Nodding her head in understanding as he explained how he at least survived the planet exploding.

However, their focus went back to the large scraps of metal from the robot he had just defeated. Humming softly, she had traveled across planets and been passionate about environments and ecosystems like her mother had been. "Is there a metal processing planet? We could split it up so that it gets recycled for better purposes." Terra wanted to observe and learn more about what the hero humans called Superman could do. That was an important thing as she could always learn more from others.

Clark has always tread carefully with his powers, since they'd started coming to him, even if it felt like he was living in a world made of glass and cardboard sometimes, he's not unhappy with that, just because he can still protect people with these powers. The Kryptonian's expression shifts slightly when she asks what his home planet was. It wouldn't be incorrect to say it was Earth, but he knows that's not what she's asking. "I'm from Krypton, I'm one of the last Kryptonians in the known universe." There were others of course, between clones and children, and full-blooded Kryptonians. Kal-El was simply the last son of Krypton. "My birth parents sent me here to survive Krypton's destruction." He shares that much because he figures it's an important fact about his birth planet, that it no longer exists.

He looked down at the destruction and he hums, listening to make sure there was no one trapped, he can't hear any cries for help, or other signs of life around. "I'd appreciate the help." He's sure the people around would too, less work on their end. But where to put the robot parts? He can figure that out later, putting them into a neat pile for now seemed to be a good idea. "We'll put the pieces in a pile, and clear away other rubble if we need to."

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The teenager raised an eyebrow while looking over at the male who had been the girl's father figure growing up. They were watching a movie in which she found the villain attractive. They had been sitting on the couch when the scene of a fight between the hero and the villain, causing her to pay attention to the actor's body more than anything. He must have noticed where her eyes were wandering, as he had made a noise that got her attention.

Smirking, she made the remark about him being hot, and she could see the disapproving facial expression. Grunting with irritation, she folded her arms over her chest before scuffing at him about his remark. "Oh, come on, you know he's more handsome than the hero. Plus, he's a bad boy, which is even more attractive."

(  MEME, )    @vi1trum as TERRA GRAYSON,    “ he was very hot. “

      GLABELLA  DARES  SPEAK  FOR  HIS  INITIAL  RESPONSE.    one brow significally higher than the other,  while blues stare at the youth as he collects his thoughts.  a silent judgement,  but god FORBID dante really shows it though.    ❛  if i were you i'd rethink my choices.  ❜

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Terra had received the distress signal while she had been traveling back to a Viltrumite station in a nearby galaxy after completing a mission he father sent her on. It was a simple request to deliver supplies to the Milky Way, which should have been easy with no issues. In fact, the whole mission had been boring until she noticed the signal coming in from a nearby vessel, so the female wasted no time in going to explore. Slipping into her Invinicible costume and space gear needed for a short flight, she left her vessel to go explore.

By the time she had arrived, everyone aboard the ship was dead, but what was even worse the bodies were still warm with the blood bleeding out. It appeared something had been in the cargo hold that broke out the its containment. The female walked quietly, trying to find any more clues until she finally came across the creature that appeared to be munching on a corpse. Her onyx eyes widened with fear as she noticed it to be a pair of Rognarrs.

They were among the most dangerous alien species predators, and they appeared to be very young. Even just one of them could easily kill a Viltrumite general like it was nothing. Slowly retreating, Terra knew the best course of action would be to leave. Rognarrs are unaffected by the vacuum of space, so blowing up the ship wouldn't work as they would just survive open space. She needed to freeze them, which would be the best chance to immobilize them.

As the female turned the corner, she quickly jumped back to hide when she heard footsteps. Another person was alive on the ship, which caused her heart to race with hope that maybe it was a crew member. However, a male voice was making demands of the woman to show herself, which caused that small hope to die. Stepping out of the corner, she placed a finger to her mouth, trying to hint at him to be quiet. "Shush, they are not far from us. We need to leave as soon as possible!"

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Jaime would prefer to say this wasn't his job. Responding to space frequencies had to be up to someone more prepared than he was. Didn't space have a designated group dedicated to this sort of thing? The Green Lanterns were space cops, right? Still, when Khaji Da picked up the S.O.S., Blue Beetle had flown into action all the same because this was his job. Hero and all.

﹝ 𝐴𝑡 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑚, 𝑤𝑒'𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑖𝑛 4 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 28 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠. ﹞

❛❛ Already got eyes on it, Khaji, ❜❜ Jaime commented, eyes widening behind the insectoid eyes of his helmet. This was no small ship left astray in space with mild damages. This was a fairly large vessel left adrift in the dead of space, close to being drawn into the gravity of a nearby planet. ❛❛ Este es un niño grande. Find us a way in, Hermano. ❜❜ Locating an airlock, Blue Beetle made his way aboard.

﹝ 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝐽𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠. 𝐴𝑛𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑘, 𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑. 𝑉𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑙. 𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑. ﹞

Sadness came off of Jaime in waves as he found corpses, poor souls. He wondered what they were doing here and what could have done this to them. It wasn't a pretty sight. ❛❛ Something did this to them . . . ❜❜ An odd sound echoed through the empty corridors, drawing his attention away from the grizzly scene. Leading him deeper into the ship. ❛❛ And bead on what caused this, yet? Khaji Da? ❜❜

Right hand turned shifted into plasma cannon mode without a single warning from the Scarab, the armor moved for him. Aiming at a heat signal coming from their left. ❛❛ Show yourself, ❜❜ Jaime ordered, not needing to question his Scarab here. They were partners, and that meant not needing to speak to one another at times, trust.

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It was Halloween day, so Mark had an idea for a fun date night. Instead of the usual going to hunt random people for sport, he brought them to a haunted corn maze as the sun was slowly setting. It would open when it became dark, but he listened as the ginger whined. Leaning closer as his hand was placed on her waist, he spoke in a low voice, "Come on, babe, I wanted to try something different." Placing a quick kiss on the side of her temple, he whispered in her ear.

"Why don't we challenge ourselves a little more with hunting? Don't you want to turn this haunted corn maze into a true bloodbath? Why not see how many victims we can make before we reach the end of the maze? Then we can get some candyapples." Mark was well aware how bored she had been getting recently, but tonight, this attraction he took her to in a different state, he wanted to turn into a real bloodbath. "Why hunt one like usual when we can have a whole maze full of prey that will scream? I bet we could place the corpses across the maze, and humans might think they are a part of the attraction. Unless you aren't up for it?"

@vi1trum ♡'d for a smol starter [ mohawk & nega gwen ]

❝ WHEN I SAID I WANTED TO HAVE FUN I MEANT LIKE . . . MURDER. ❞ where was the fun in an ordinary date ? Weren't they supposed to be BEYOND all this gross human sentimentalism ? Whatever. She'll play along for now because she likes him but Mark knows how quick she is to become bored. ❝ At least rip someone's head off for me. As a treat. ❞

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Mohawk knows how to use that tooooooooongue

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The little girl was excited about ice cream and smirked while humming a song to herself until they found a place. Taking a seat on the bench while she waited for her aunt to come back, her eyes widened at the large scoop of the dessert, which made her mouth water. Taking the bowl from the older woman, she mumbled a thank you before stuffing a large spoonful into her mouth. Terra's eyes widened when she heard Gwen talk about her mother being a badass, which caused her to pause mid-motion for her next bite.

"My mom was a hero! Did she have a costume and everything!?" It was rare for the young girl to learn about her mother's past, especially about her childhood growing up on Earth. Samantha was not huge on sharing, and everyone always focused on telling the child about her father. Her grandparents had shared enough stories with her about their childhood, even comparing Terra to them. They always complemented her looks, being similar to his, but she felt more like her mother.

"What kind of adventures did you guys go on? Was she stronger than my father!?" Her onyx eyes had one lit up with a new spark of interest as she bounced excitedly and put the spoon back in the bowl, not even looking at the dessert anymore. She only stared at the older woman, captivated to learn more.

❝ I'M SURE WE'LL FIND SOMETHING AWESOME. ❞ she reassures with a light pat to the top of the girls head and a small, inaudible sigh. So young and so worried about her mother. It was endearing but Terra should be more concerned about being a kid.

Gwen couldn't say no to ice cream, though, it was why they were out and about ( mostly ) so she scanned the area to find an ice cream shop or truck -- ah ha ! Off in the distance there was something that looked like an ice cream truck.

They approached and Gwen checked over the menu. She ordered whatever Terra wanted and something that . . . looked like a bubblegum flavour. Hopefully it wasn't anything too weird since they weren't on Earth.

She passed the ice cream to Terra and at her question she raised her brows. Gwen's surprised, honestly. ❝ Probably because they want you to know about your dad since he's . . . not here. ❞ and boy, if Mark Grayson ever returns he's getting a sucker punch from yours truly.

❝ Your mom is one of the best superheroes to come out of Earth. Complete badass. She was a superhero long before your dad was. She was part of . . . Teen Team ? I think. It's been a minute and even though I did the same kind of work I never really kept up with the super teams. But I worked with Eve numerous times. It's how we became friends. ❞

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Mohawk mark def let’s impulsive thoughts win

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Starter for @iobartach

Eris had been staying for a couple of weeks on Earth before heading back to Viltrum to give her daily report to the Grand Regent, as soon as Conquest would be sent to deal with Nolan’s son. However, the female was slowly learning more about humans and everything about the planet, but something that had really caught her interest was the marine wildlife. She would go into the deepest trenches to explore and observe, but she also enjoyed the buildings that humans made to house marine wildlife, called aquariums. Miguel needed to get some supplies, which were located in Spain, so the female had offered to fly him over as it would only take a few minutes compared to flying an airplane, which would take a couple of hours.

However, it was a part of her master plan to convince the male to accompany her to the aquarium that she wanted to visit. It appeared he was willing to humor her, as he took her to Oceanografic Valencia. It helped that he could understand their language, as she only knew English. Dragging the male, they visited the penguins and other arctic animals, but the alien paused when she came across a species she had never seen before. Her onyx eyes widened as a gasp left her throat as she rushed forward with superspeed to the railing to look at the large creatures. They had long daggers, similar to rhinos, but in front. Walruses. The brown creatures were making noises as the mustaches moved.

Pointing like an excited child, she called towards her friend, “MIGUEL!! Look at these creatures with daggers on their faces! Their mustaches move as they roar their battlecries!” Some people were staring at the tall, muscular woman, a few parents were confused, while a couple of men were staring at her with leering glances and smiles on their faces. Eris was wearing a white tank top and jean shorts that revealed a lot of her muscles. She had grown bored of wearing the male’s tracksuit and sweatpants, so she went shopping with a female who was Machine Head's current lover, who offered to help and put everything on a credit card. Her hair was up in a ponytail with slight curls compared to her usual style of being loose with a partial braid.

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Starter for @iobartach

He had made a promise to her that it would only take half a day before he would be back, as he was breaking into a GDA base to steal some data or technology needed for his lab. Eris had originally wanted to go with him, but instead they made a deal that if he was not back by a certain timeframe, then she would go after him. Eris was not worried at first, but she began to get concerned when twelve hours had passed since the promised time. Without any hesitation, she rushed headfirst into the underground building, not trying to hide her attempts to break in. The Viltrumite easily went deeper and further into the base, looking. Still, she only grew more annoyed and irritated by the puny humans attempting to stop her along with their machines. 

She was not attempting to kill anyone personally, but she was not holding her strength back as she ripped through the metal steel as if it were cardboard. The female must have gotten to the heart or core of the underground base, as she was surrounded by robots that smelled of rotting corpses. Apparently, these things were known as ReAnimen, but the aliens did not know what they were. Ripping them apart as they were attempting to tear into her flesh, her uniform was being shredded as she growled with rage. Her heart was racing as her anger was getting worse; she was taking too long to take these out. Something could have happened to Miguel by now, and that made her feel a strange emotion, anxiety. While she was distracted, she did not notice that they were setting something up until it was too late. A high-frequency pulse echoed throughout the building, which caused Eris to cry out in pain before covering her ears.

The pulse and noises were not letting up as they only grew more intense with time, so the ReAnimen swarmed the female, punching and kicking. She was curled up in the fetal position, not able to move as her head was ringing. Tears were pouring from her eyes as screams and cries left her lungs; they might have even been drowned out by the sound. The Viltrumite was being overwhelmed with numbers as her enemies were not letting up. Her head was throbbing as she could not even move or regain her balance. Eris kept trying to escape and fly away, but she could not stand as her balance was off-center.

Flopping around, she chewed her lips until she could taste blood, trying to stop the screams of pain that were leaving her lungs. Whimpering, she was trying to glance around for any chance of escape, but she had been buried underneath the corpses. Her heart was racing as she needed to hurry and help Miguel, as fear was consuming her thoughts about something that might have happened. She couldn’t let him die! She needed to quickly go to help him.

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Starter for @evilevolved

Yasmeen had been walking home trying to corner whatever had been following her the last two weeks ever since the school reunion. Normally she would drive a car, but with how traffic had been recently, she wanted routes that could be taken and not be cornered. The hairs on the back of her neck were rising as she knew its eyes were on her as she walked in her suit and heels. The heels scraped against the concrete which echoed throughout the street as it was deserted. The emotions from whatever had been stalking her, saw her as prey and this pissed her off. The brunette had smoked more cigarettes than usual, which her mouth tasted like the nicotine even hours after she threw away her last bud. 

Inhaling deeply, she was trying to remain calm, as something was hovering over her, the being might have grown bolder the last few weeks to get closer. Even as she glanced over her shoulder more often and made sure to keep everything locked, while not staying in one building for more than a night, it was always there. A cold sweat was breaking out as she held the bear mace spray in her hand, ready to use, but she needed to wait. Her heart was beating as it felt like her chest was going to burst from the thumping. The emotions she could sense from whatever being had been stalking her was dangerous, like a predator filled with excitement and bloodlust. However, as soon as the guard was down from whoever had been stalking her, she wasted no more time before finally moving.

Twirling around, she could sense the emotions of shock from her unexpectedly moving. Lifting the bear mace from her pocket, her eyes narrowed before spraying it and holding it down. Her brown eyes widened with shock to see that it was the villain known as Venom as the bear mace went directly into his eyes. He was literally hovering over her, which she feared that he might have been trying to eat her like she heard rumors of this villain doing. Quickly, as soon as the spray took into effect, she slipped out of her heels running as fast as she could down the sidewalk in her bare feet.

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PROMPTS FROM LABYRINTH *  assorted dialogue from the 1986 film, adjust as necessary

that's not fair!

you say that so often, i wonder what your basis for comparison is?

it's only forever. not long at all.

give me the child.

i have been generous up 'til now. i can be cruel.

generous? what have you done that's generous?

everything that you wanted, i have done.

you cowered before me.

i have turned the world upside down, and i have done it all for you.

i am exhausted from living up to your expectations.

i move the stars for no one.

i have fought my way here to the castle.

look what i'm offering you.

just fear me. love me.

do as i say.

you have no power over me.

you're horrible.

let's handle this thing logically.

may we have your permission?

how you turn my world, you precious thing.

i can never remember the line.

she'll never give up.

your eyes can be so cruel, just as i can be so cruel.

i've brought you a gift.

did you say hello?

you don't by any chance know the way through this labyrinth, do you?

come inside.

don't go on.

go back while you still can.

this is not the way.

soon it will be too late.

don't pay attention to them.

i'm sorry, i'm just doing my job.

don't expect a big reaction.

the path you take will lead you to certain destruction!

you're him, aren't you?

i didn't mean it.

this tastes strange.

ah, what have we here?

in 9 hours and 23 minutes... you'll be mine.

what do you mean "help?"

you're hurting!

would you like us to let go?

come on, which way?

we haven't got all day.

was that wrong?

i need you, [name].

i don't know why, but every now and again in my life... for no reason at all... i need you. all of you.

what did you have to go and do a thing like that for?

you kissed me!

go back to your room.

what have i done? i've lost my only friend. that's what i've done.

it bit me!

does anyone want to play a game of scrabble?

unlock the door!

throw down your weapons.

i can bear it no longer!

i have to face him alone.

that's the way it's done.

what's the matter, my dear?

what kind of position is that?

the way forward is sometimes the way back.

it's very rude to stare.

i was just wondering which door to choose.

what were you saying?

wait, i can't understand you.

it's not fair!

call out the guards!

you're going the wrong way!

i can conquer this mountain!

it seems like we're not getting anywhere.

it seemed solid enough.

you know your problem? you take too many things for granted.

thanks for nothing, [name].

i think we've got them surrounded.

things are not always what they seem in this place.

what choice have you got?

it's hopeless asking you anything.

don't try to embarrass me.

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Like for a starter. Comment what muse or it’ll be random.

Mutuals only!

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The alien female had been exploring the planet for nearly half a century by now, as it was not an easy thing to decide. Somehow, she was thrown across dimensions and far away from the empire, so she had been looking for a way to get home. Slowly, she made a name for herself and became known as a legend of sorts among the lesser beings. However, Eris was suffering from poison that was still coursing throughout her body from a previous encounter with someone. Even if Viltrumites had invincible flesh, the inside was still weak like any other human. She was still weakened, which was the main reason she was kneeling before her enemy, grunting.

Spitting out blood, she kept a smug smile, even though her heart was racing with fear at this moment. Something about the weapon was interacting with the poison, slowly causing her insides to rot faster than her healing abilities could keep up. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke in a calm tone, "You beings are always creative, I will give you that. However...." Using whatever was left of her strength, her speed increased as she aimed to grab the male by his throat before tossing as far as she could in her weakened state.

Standing in the dust, her body was weakened greatly, but she refused to allow him to get away with his disrespect. "Know your place. You claim to be divine beings, but in my eyes, you vermin are all the same. Human." It was her Viltrumite pride; she would die in combat before submitting to anything.

The dragon-like creature chuckled, a deep sound that resonated through the clearing. He leaned closer, his eyes gleaming with something that could be amusement or perhaps malice. "Ah, the mighty Eris, brought down by mere mortal means." He mused, his forked tongue flicking out to taste the metallic scent of her blood in the air. His whiskers twitched with curiosity as he studied her injury. 

"How utterly... delightful."

The wound on her stomach was unlike any she had ever seen, a gaping maw that seemed to pulse with malevolent energy. It was not a clean cut, nor a burn from a typical weapon. It was as if something had clawed its way through her indestructible skin, leaving a trail of decay in its wake. Despite her stoic demeanour, he could feel the panic rising within her as the pain grew more intense. As he twirled his blade in the air with her blood, there are so little things in the world that could harm someone like her, his blade being one that could kill her.

His chuckle grew into a full-blown laugh, his serpentine neck arching back as his mirth echoed through the trees. "To think that the legendary Eris would fall to such a pitiful fate, like a common slave." He said, his voice a mix of delight and disbelief. He took a step closer, the flames of his eyes dancing with each beat of her racing heart. 

"Your kind is known for your strength, your invincibility. Yet, here you are, brought low by something so... trivial."

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@fallesto // continued from here

Eris’s eyes narrowed at the strange humanoid being that she noticed was scattered only in these lands, compared to being across the entire planet. It made her interested to learn more about them. Were they an evolved species of human? Were they an alien race she had never encountered? So far, each one hadn’t even wanted to bother to communicate or ask questions, but this one was far stronger than the one she had just killed. She could sense that he was on bar with a Viltrumite general, so she sat tensed, waiting to hear him speak. Humming in response to his remark about her killing someone called a Lower Moon, which must have been a title among their species.

The alien had gotten away with a couple of scratches and bites, as it took that demon a lot of effort to cause her to bleed even a little bit. However, her guard had been down, a foolish mistake she knew that she would get lectured about by Anissa or Kregg. The beast punched her stomach with all the strength it had left, only getting a fist barely impaled into her flesh, but enough blood that she leaked was reminding her of her carelessness. The bleeding would stop in a few more minutes, and the wound would take about a day to fully heal compared to these creatures' healing abilities. However, she did learn more things from this fight; if she could sever the heads off their bodies, then they would disappear.

Chuckling softly at his remark about not wanting to fight a child, she could understand if he watched her fight just now. Her form was sloppy, which reminded her of her training days centuries ago. “Maybe you might be willing to answer some questions I have about your kind.” Pushing herself up from the tree, she removed her hand from the injury to have a straight posture as she smiled. Slowly, she started to fly circles around the being with multiple eyes, like a predator sizing up another threat. “I’m not from this planet, but these lands are the only place your kind exists here. What species are you?” Licking her lips with excitement, she looked down, but not rushing to move to fight him, as she could tell that he was much stronger. If he wanted a true battle, then she would give it to him in exchange for answers. After circling a few more times, her feet came back to the ground, but she refused to show any weakness in this standoff. 

“If a battle is what you crave, and you want to see how far I can go, then I shall do my best not to disappoint you.” The woman did not reveal her name, as she knew the attitude he had was similar to that of a Viltrumite. He must have believed she was weak enough not to bother asking or giving away his name. No matter if he was at least willing to humor her questions, she would show him the same respect he showed her.