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FICTION

Both had chosen their side in the matter, “What did they do to be called that?” The weaver

just as Chronos had chosen his and just as the seemed slightly hesitant to raise the bow against

goddess behind him would soon choose. someone who only seemed to be walking towards

“What are those?” The weaver half mumbled, half the duo. To her knowledge they had done nothing

whispered as she stepped to the timekeeper’s right. against her people or herself, deserving none of

From his eye he could already see the burning white her arrows, a mindset Chronos could understand.

of an arrow appearing in the pulled string, though the “I wish I could explain, I truly do. But,

weapon itself was held pointed towards the ground unfortunately, we do not have that kind of ti-”

before her. He merely smirked, having already fought Suddenly the bee man fired something towards

both of them separately and, while he never truly the two. Chronos was quite ready for the attack,

‘won’ the fights, certainly held his own against them. ducking under the attack quickly enough to leave

“Enemies.” He turned his head to face a string of strange shadow like images behind.

her, having to let out a puff of air from his Neith, however, was not prepared for the attack.

mouth to move some hair out of his face. Several of her braided bangs were simply sliced

off, falling to the ground in heavy clumps.

Chronos was already in motion, taking one,

three, five steps to circle around them only for,

what it seemed, a ball of ever turning glowing

ethereal gears were sent out towards the two.

Ah Muzen Cab fluttered out of the way nimbly,

managing to fire off what appeared to be a stinger

from his left hand in response. The lumbering

giant had no such luck, walking through the ever

spinning confusion. He managed to take another

step forwards before stopping in place, almost as if

someone had hit an invisible pause button on him.

Just as the giant came to a halt Neith came to

life, snapping free of the strange trance that held

her in place. Hunting instincts came to life, and

instantly her body moved to respond. She pulled her

bowstring back and let her arrow fly. The winged

man dodged it easily, needing only to tilt himself with

a strange grace, but the frozen giant was unable

to move out of the way. Leaving the arrow to lodge

itself into his frozen chest. Upon contact a bright

explosion of light left the giant, strange strands

flying from the entrance in dazzling rainbows of

color and what appeared to be bits of glitter.

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