After constantly battling the Masked Ones forces, Oscar and Lyle have retreated to the demon world to plan a counter attack.
After constantly battling the Masked Ones forces, Oscar and Lyle have retreated to the demon world to plan a counter attack.
Polemos: Whatever -leaves-
Lyle's eyes went blank as the weasel girl stabbed him. Not from pain.. his fight with the Spider masked man would have proven that at this point, it was really hard for Lyle to feel pain, or be mortally wounded. His eyes were blank.. because he didn't know what to do with this.
"That's.. quite an overreaction, don't you think?" Lyle asked the weasel girl, calmly trying to pull the blade out of him. "And certainly.. that must mean you do not want your bra back?" He looked the weasel girl in the eyes, his expression stern. "This is no way to treat your sensei, young lady. I can see we have a long road to first pave, and then travel on, if you're going to be as cool as me."
Unbeknownst to the rather oblivious Lyle, something flew in the sky above him and the Weasel girl. It seemed to be closing in, gradually.
"H-hey!" Lyle protested, mildly wincing as he tried to force the scythe out of him. "This isn't what I've taught you! I haven't really taught you anything, but surely you've listened to me ramble about how bloodshed isn't the answer to everything! Wait.. did I say that? I know I thought it.."
The flying presence drew closer, rapidly so. The dreadful power she was exhuming could be made apparent. Lyle sensed it, despite his obliviousness.. that was how powerful this presence was.
"Hey, quit stabbing me for a second! Someone's coming!"
"Coooooooooming through!" An aggressive, female voice shouted as she dropkicked the weasel girl at maximum velocity. It was a Wyvern girl.
Now that she was out of the way, the Wyvern girl turned to Lyle. She saw the scythe embedded in his stomach. With one swift motion, it was pulled out of him, dripping blood all over the place. Seemingly uncaring of his wounds, the Wyvern knocked over Lyle, onto his back, and straddled him.
"Lyle, how are we, today?" She cooed.. she knew him?
"O-oh.. Rezda. I'm alright.. made some friends, but they threw me at my pupil. I'm teaching her how to be as cool as I am."
"Didn't realize stabbing you was a cool thing to do." This Wyvern, Rezda, tilted her head in confusion.
"Oh, she was just having an episode over an accident, don't worry. So, Rezda, what brings you by?"
"Oh nothing much, just some stuff from your brother and sis-in-law!" From under her wings manifested a large cardboard box, and several stamped papers. It was also at this point that Rezda got off of Lyle. Lyle gasped in shock and amazement.
"Bloody brilliant! Ow.. my wound.. er, ahem. My brother DID write me afterall! Oh I knew he'd pull through! Say, while I read through his letter, will you wake her up? I'd like for my pupil to know what my brother got me, too!"
"Sure thing." Rezda trotted over to the fallen weasel girl, swiftly, nonlethally kicking her in the ribs to rouse her. "Wake up, shortstack! Your sensei has need for you!"