ULTRAMagic Chaos - Chapter 13
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Delphine’s realm was a bewitching sight beyond comprehension. Everything except the water and air were made out of crystal or similar stones and minerals. The sky was a rich twilight and the realm was lit by towers with great flames atop them. In the distance was a gargantuan palace, standing tall above all. Any average individual would have been utterly enthralled, but not Razor. In fact, he was walking in the opposite direction.
“Nope, nope, so much nope!” he stated as he marched away.
Tusk went over and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “Razor, we haven’t even set foot into the realm yet.”
“Don’t need to to tell that place is all levels of wrong…”
“I’m not thrilled either, especially given all of the fire, but we have to finish this. Don’t panic, Delphine’s subjects are too busy mining and refining gems to actually fight.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“Ehh… mostly.”
Razor groaned. “That’s not exactly filling me with confidence…”
Tusk exhaled through his nose. “Tell you what: Stay by my side and if things get too hairy, Dragutin will take you back to Droomopolis? Sounds good?”
“Hum, I guess so…”
“There you go,” Tusk said with a few pats on the back. “Like I said to your dad, the arbiters have our backs.”
He nodded, then looked back towards the realm. “Where did Mizuki and the others go?”
Taking a second to look around, Tusk could not find them. “Hey! What the flip!?”
A moment later, Dragutin touched down beside them. “Adelheid appeared to grow impatient and pressed onwards. Would you like me to fly you to them?”
“No, we’ll walk,” Tusk replied. “I’m sure Raisa hasn’t allowed them to get far…”
“Tusk?”
“Yes, Razor?”
“Uh…”
“‘Uh’ what?” It then dawned on him. “She’s right behind me, isn’t she?” Razor and Dragutin nodded.
“Hi there!”
Tusk jumped back. “Jeez! Since when is Delphine’s domain stealth?”
“What are you up to, Ms. Frankenstein?” Dragutin inquired as his head moved towards her. Normally he would have fanned out his wings to ready himself for combat, but Raisa being cordial had caught his intrigue. Something was wrong.
“You know my last name?”
“I’ve done some research.”
“Whoa… Mr. Willfort! Delphine says you’ve been here before, so she says welcome back.”
Razor was not sure what to make of that, as per usual. “Tusk?”
He nodded. “On accident, yes.”
“Ah. So Raisa, you realize Adelheid is on her way to Delphine, right?”
She laughed. “Yeah, but I put some of our sick in front of her. Aunt Delphine said she’d be too duty bound not to help them.”
Dragutin could not help but laugh too. “Well, at least they’re being treated.”
Tusk chuckled, as Raisa and Delphine were quickly endearing themselves to him. “Well that’s a little underhanded. Alright, what’s up? There’s got to be a reason for the parley here.”
Raisa put her hands together and twiddled her thumbs. “Well aside from wanting to learn all that cool stuff you know, I think I discovered something I shouldn’t.”
The unnerved feeling Ultimatum had given Tusk was churning in his stomach again. “Ah, lovely. Well, spill the beans then…”
She looked around nervously. “I think Karnage started all of this.” Raisa could see the unease on Tusk’s face and Razor appeared very concerned.
“I’ll believe you, but on what grounds do you make this accusation?” Dragutin questioned.
“Well on a trip to Uncle Wulfric’s realm, I went out exploring with Hannibal Skull Thrasher, one of the leaders of the Void Orcs. We saw three strangers go into Karnage’s tower. They were a German man, some arrogant lady, and this demented looking jester. Hannibal then took me back to the Void Orc domain where he said he’s going to figure out how to deal with this.”
Dragutin felt his blood heat up as he coughed up sparks and embers. “If Skull Thrasher isn’t charging in all guns blazing, we should all be very concerned. I’m heading back to tell Ealdhelm. Raisa, do you want to come with me? I can assure you that the arbiters will keep you safe.”
Raisa thought about it for a moment and looked around once more. She noticed something in the far off distance, but remained calm. “Let’s let things play out normally, so Karnage thinks everything’s fine. Besides, I’m pretty sure Aunt Delphine will kill him if he even looks at me wrong.”
“Fair enough, I suppose. Still, do not hesitate to call for help if things go south.” Dragutin took off, heading back to the city as quickly as possible. He did not want to leave Raisa alone, but he also recognized that it was a delicate situation. Still, he would fly back if things went south if he could.
“So now what do we do?” Razor wondered. “I don’t like the sounds of this one bit…”
“Well we do what Raisa said” Tusk pointed out. “Though, Raisa, aren’t you 6th dimensional?”
“Karnage is 7D…”
“I see. That puts you on par with some of the arbiters, but I can see why you’d be a little hesitant.”
Razor put his hand on Raisa’s shoulder. “Is she really that outmatched, Tusk?”
“Yes and no,” he answered. “Once you get to 5D, you can really start contending with the higher dimensionals. It’s not like 3D or 4D where you’ll get instantly erased from existence. Still, there is quite the gap between 6D and 7D.”
That resonated with Razor. “Wow. Can the arbiters even stand up to the Discordant Gods?”
Tusk gave Razor an incredulous look and shook his head. “Razor, each arbiter is at least 6D, with Waltheof and Osbeorn being 7D, and Ealdhelm being 8D. Wulfric is also 8D, Delphine and Driskoll are 7D, and Kleitos is 6D. You tell me…”
“Good point, Tusk.” Razor felt embarrassed.
“So do you two want to go see what your friends are up to?” Raisa asked. She seemed to be getting more nervous, looking around like the champion thought they could not tell she was looking for something.
“Yeah,” Tusk answered. “How do you want to do this?”
Raisa gave a half-hearted giggle and pulled out a black blob from her gut. She then stretched it out like she was opening a sack. “Like this.”
Tusk and Razor were engulfed by a strange tendril that pulled them in. Once inside, their eyes appeared on the outside of the sack. Raisa then slung it over her shoulder like a money bag. This was how she initially planned to handle anyone that got separated. All of it seemed to be working perfectly as cover for what she was up to, or so she thought. With her two ‘captives’ secure, she raced off to find Adelheid.
Meanwhile, Adelheid was finishing up with the ill that Raisa had pointed out. “There, you’ll be right as rain in no time,” she remarked as she gave the last patient their medicine.
Maxima was waiting outside the home as Adelheid stepped outside the crystalline house. “You realize you just helped your ‘enemy,’ right?”
Adelheid stuck her nose up. “As the Discordant God of Blood, I shall not let any sickness go untreated… even if it is Delphine.”
“That’s very honorable of you, Adelheid,” Mizuki complimented.
“Thank you. Now let’s press onwards.”
Before they could continue, Raisa appeared before them… shaking her rear at Adelheid. “Hey, god of Bloody Mary! Aunt Delphine says your two shakes away from being a waitress at a waffle restaurant!”
Maxima was snickering at the absurdity, but Adelheid was not having it. She held her fingers up and started shooting red lasers. Raisa dodged them with ease, teasing all the way.
“Nana nana nah-nah!” Raisa taunted. “Come on, Bloody Mary! You can do better than that!”
As Adelheid gritted her teeth, Mizuki noticed something odd about the sack Raisa was carrying. “Wait, is that Tusk and Razor?!”
Maxima blinked in disbelief. “What in the… Tusk, Razor? Are you two okay in there?”
“An infuriating distraction!” Adelheid declared before rising into the sky. “DELPHINE!” Adelheid shouted as she flew towards the palace.
“Adelheid!” Maxima protested as she started to follow. She then stopped. “Wait, Mizuki, let’s take care of Raisa first!”
Raisa responded by grabbing Maxima with an enlarged hand and tossing her up into the air. “Nah, don’t worry about it! Mizuki and I will have a tea party!”
Maxima was confused by this, but quickly realized something was bothering Raisa. “Oh, um, sure. Are you okay, sweetie?”
“Yes, just go!” With that, Maxima flew off. Raisa turned to face Mizuki only to have a blade inches away from her nose.
“Explain. Now.”
Raisa calmly lowered the blade with her fingers, despite sweating bullets. “That’s a strange blade you have there…”
“Ame-No-Murakumo-No-Tsurugi. Now what are you up to?”
She took a breath to settle her nerves. “I need you guys to get Aunt Delphine to go to Uncle Wulfric’s realm. There’s some weird people she needs to see…”
Mizuki sheathed her sword. “What’s with the sack then?”
Raisa looked around again. “I need to keep a low profile, as I know things I shouldn’t…”
“Do you have an alibi?”
Tusk stuck his head out of the blob. “She’s on the level, Mizuki.”
Razor also stuck his head out. “Dragutin even went back to tell Ealdhelm.”
“What’s wrong then?” Mizuki asked as she took her mask off.
Raisa leaned in. “I think Karnage caused the entire conflict…” The residents of the village were stunned and began to whisper amongst themselves.
Before anything else could be said, something made the village panic. Three, ghastly, skeletal horse riders of red and black metal came storming into the village. Their horses neighed fiercely as they were brought to a sudden stop. The riders were as dark as coal, with their eyes and interiors glowing like the most menacing fire imaginable. It was like everyone was looking death incarnate in the eyes. To say pure evil had set foot before the group was not wrong. These unholy riders were Karnage’s men and they were certainly not welcome in Delphine’s realm.
“General Raisa Frankenstein, you are ordered to come with us or else!” the leader of the three commanded in a deep, booming voice.
Mizuki readied her sword. “Who are they!?”
Raisa grabbed the oni and put her in the sack with haste. “Karnage’s Death Riders, his elite soldiers!”
Thinking fast, Raisa had a reckless plan. First she snapped her fingers, sending the village somewhere else. The riders were approaching, so Raisa opened her mouth, causing it to unhinge in the process. A raging, unrelenting torrent of smoke billowed out of her, beginning to glow with lightning as her body heated up to immense proportions, cooking the land around them. Once she was ready, she cocked her head up as a devastating laser shot out of her mouth. Raisa moved her head back and forth as the riders scrambled to get out of the truly explosive path of the destruction. The unbelievable laser sounded like she was screaming at the top of her lungs across dimensions atop a steam powered locomotive reaching the speed of light, not letting up until she was sure she had bought herself some time.
Razor was stunned at the mayhem that had been caused. “Raisa, are you sure you couldn’t take on Karnage with that!?”
“I’m still working on that technique!” Raisa replied as she realigned her jaw and fumbled for the sack, booking it out of there.
“Wait, shouldn’t Delphine know about this already?!” Mizuki questioned.
“Aunt Delphine is tolerating them due to the conflict!” Raisa answered as she ran. She then leapt up into the air to create some distance between her and the riders, who were beginning to pursue her.
“Then we definitely need to tell Delphine!” Mizuki exclaimed.
“You don’t need to tell me twice!” Raisa then got out what looked like a flip phone and dialed a number. “Hannibal, I’M IN TROUBLE!!!”
The Death Riders had fully recovered from Raisa’s attack and were hot on her tail. They were getting close, with others joining in on the chase. The poor girl dared not turn her head to look as she knew how dire it was. Despite being elevated to the position of Delphine’s champion, it actually felt like she was going to die. Holding back tears of abject terror, Raisa ran as fast as she could. Her legs were going to give out and break from the sheer strain of the chase, but she kept going despite the extreme pain trying to drag her into a vast pit of despair. And just as Raisa heard the hoof beats catch up with her, something caught the riders off guard. A great cacophony of engines roared behind all of them and they were gaining fast.
It was the Void Orcs, specifically an attack squadron led by Hannibal Skull Thrasher. The Void Orcs were hulking, muscular warriors with crimson skin and decked out in cobbled together armor. Their fortified vehicles rattled and shook as they rocketed across the crystal plains, but held together as unbelievable amounts of flame erupted from their exhaust pipes, the engines barely able to keep up with the speed that was being demanded of them. The Death Riders had not expected the Void Orcs and were barely able to respond to the spiked clubs and gunshots they were assaulted with.
One vehicle that appeared to be a chariot mixed with a monster truck was looking for Raisa amongst the chaos. On look out was Hannibal, a Void Orc of great musculature, a strong jaw, and the best armor out of all of his men. Driving was his wife, Brunehilde. She was fairly muscular herself with tied back hair and her own armor tailored to her sensibilities.
“There she is, Brunehilde!” Hannibal pointed out. “At 12 o’clock!”
“I see her! Get ready, honey!”
Hannibal got out a huge, double barreled shotgun and pointed it right at the rider that was about to catch Raisa. He pulled the trigger, causing the bullets to shoot towards the rider in a thunderous burst that would have deafened any mortal man. The pursuer stood no chance as he exploded into a mess of bones that was quickly run over by another vehicle. With that taken care of, Hannibal reached and called out to Raisa. She took his hand as her legs finally gave up and was hefted into the flat bed, with Tusk and the others popping out of the sack.
“Floor it, Brunehilde!” Hannibal called out.
She happily slammed her foot on the gas pedal. “Loud and clear, dear!” she replied as the engine roared as loud as it could, the vehicle rapidly speeding away from the other riders.
“How are you doing, kid?” Hannibal asked Raisa. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“They didn’t get the chance…” Raisa answered as she collected her bearings, still a little shaken.
“I am so confused right now!” Razor complained.
Tusk laughed. “Same. This may be on par with when I met Vlastimir and Gostislav!”
“Hey, is that Tusk Willfort back here?!” Hannibal inquired.
“I take it my reputation precedes me?”
“Well of course it does! The whole bloody realm knows how you saved the Cosmos from that bolt-brained Lich. Pleasure to meet you!” He said as they shook hands.
Mizuki took a look at the battle raging behind them. The Void Orcs and Death Riders were fighting brutally, a spectacle truly beyond belief. “Goodness, just wait until Master Susanoo hears about this…”
Next: Chapter 14
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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Delphine’s realm was a bewitching sight beyond comprehension. Everything except the water and air were made out of crystal or similar stones and minerals. The sky was a rich twilight and the realm was lit by towers with great flames atop them. In the distance was a gargantuan palace, standing tall above all. Any average individual would have been utterly enthralled, but not Razor. In fact, he was walking in the opposite direction.
“Nope, nope, so much nope!” he stated as he marched away.
Tusk went over and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “Razor, we haven’t even set foot into the realm yet.”
“Don’t need to to tell that place is all levels of wrong…”
“I’m not thrilled either, especially given all of the fire, but we have to finish this. Don’t panic, Delphine’s subjects are too busy mining and refining gems to actually fight.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“Ehh… mostly.”
Razor groaned. “That’s not exactly filling me with confidence…”
Tusk exhaled through his nose. “Tell you what: Stay by my side and if things get too hairy, Dragutin will take you back to Droomopolis? Sounds good?”
“Hum, I guess so…”
“There you go,” Tusk said with a few pats on the back. “Like I said to your dad, the arbiters have our backs.”
He nodded, then looked back towards the realm. “Where did Mizuki and the others go?”
Taking a second to look around, Tusk could not find them. “Hey! What the flip!?”
A moment later, Dragutin touched down beside them. “Adelheid appeared to grow impatient and pressed onwards. Would you like me to fly you to them?”
“No, we’ll walk,” Tusk replied. “I’m sure Raisa hasn’t allowed them to get far…”
“Tusk?”
“Yes, Razor?”
“Uh…”
“‘Uh’ what?” It then dawned on him. “She’s right behind me, isn’t she?” Razor and Dragutin nodded.
“Hi there!”
Tusk jumped back. “Jeez! Since when is Delphine’s domain stealth?”
“What are you up to, Ms. Frankenstein?” Dragutin inquired as his head moved towards her. Normally he would have fanned out his wings to ready himself for combat, but Raisa being cordial had caught his intrigue. Something was wrong.
“You know my last name?”
“I’ve done some research.”
“Whoa… Mr. Willfort! Delphine says you’ve been here before, so she says welcome back.”
Razor was not sure what to make of that, as per usual. “Tusk?”
He nodded. “On accident, yes.”
“Ah. So Raisa, you realize Adelheid is on her way to Delphine, right?”
She laughed. “Yeah, but I put some of our sick in front of her. Aunt Delphine said she’d be too duty bound not to help them.”
Dragutin could not help but laugh too. “Well, at least they’re being treated.”
Tusk chuckled, as Raisa and Delphine were quickly endearing themselves to him. “Well that’s a little underhanded. Alright, what’s up? There’s got to be a reason for the parley here.”
Raisa put her hands together and twiddled her thumbs. “Well aside from wanting to learn all that cool stuff you know, I think I discovered something I shouldn’t.”
The unnerved feeling Ultimatum had given Tusk was churning in his stomach again. “Ah, lovely. Well, spill the beans then…”
She looked around nervously. “I think Karnage started all of this.” Raisa could see the unease on Tusk’s face and Razor appeared very concerned.
“I’ll believe you, but on what grounds do you make this accusation?” Dragutin questioned.
“Well on a trip to Uncle Wulfric’s realm, I went out exploring with Hannibal Skull Thrasher, one of the leaders of the Void Orcs. We saw three strangers go into Karnage’s tower. They were a German man, some arrogant lady, and this demented looking jester. Hannibal then took me back to the Void Orc domain where he said he’s going to figure out how to deal with this.”
Dragutin felt his blood heat up as he coughed up sparks and embers. “If Skull Thrasher isn’t charging in all guns blazing, we should all be very concerned. I’m heading back to tell Ealdhelm. Raisa, do you want to come with me? I can assure you that the arbiters will keep you safe.”
Raisa thought about it for a moment and looked around once more. She noticed something in the far off distance, but remained calm. “Let’s let things play out normally, so Karnage thinks everything’s fine. Besides, I’m pretty sure Aunt Delphine will kill him if he even looks at me wrong.”
“Fair enough, I suppose. Still, do not hesitate to call for help if things go south.” Dragutin took off, heading back to the city as quickly as possible. He did not want to leave Raisa alone, but he also recognized that it was a delicate situation. Still, he would fly back if things went south if he could.
“So now what do we do?” Razor wondered. “I don’t like the sounds of this one bit…”
“Well we do what Raisa said” Tusk pointed out. “Though, Raisa, aren’t you 6th dimensional?”
“Karnage is 7D…”
“I see. That puts you on par with some of the arbiters, but I can see why you’d be a little hesitant.”
Razor put his hand on Raisa’s shoulder. “Is she really that outmatched, Tusk?”
“Yes and no,” he answered. “Once you get to 5D, you can really start contending with the higher dimensionals. It’s not like 3D or 4D where you’ll get instantly erased from existence. Still, there is quite the gap between 6D and 7D.”
That resonated with Razor. “Wow. Can the arbiters even stand up to the Discordant Gods?”
Tusk gave Razor an incredulous look and shook his head. “Razor, each arbiter is at least 6D, with Waltheof and Osbeorn being 7D, and Ealdhelm being 8D. Wulfric is also 8D, Delphine and Driskoll are 7D, and Kleitos is 6D. You tell me…”
“Good point, Tusk.” Razor felt embarrassed.
“So do you two want to go see what your friends are up to?” Raisa asked. She seemed to be getting more nervous, looking around like the champion thought they could not tell she was looking for something.
“Yeah,” Tusk answered. “How do you want to do this?”
Raisa gave a half-hearted giggle and pulled out a black blob from her gut. She then stretched it out like she was opening a sack. “Like this.”
Tusk and Razor were engulfed by a strange tendril that pulled them in. Once inside, their eyes appeared on the outside of the sack. Raisa then slung it over her shoulder like a money bag. This was how she initially planned to handle anyone that got separated. All of it seemed to be working perfectly as cover for what she was up to, or so she thought. With her two ‘captives’ secure, she raced off to find Adelheid.
Meanwhile, Adelheid was finishing up with the ill that Raisa had pointed out. “There, you’ll be right as rain in no time,” she remarked as she gave the last patient their medicine.
Maxima was waiting outside the home as Adelheid stepped outside the crystalline house. “You realize you just helped your ‘enemy,’ right?”
Adelheid stuck her nose up. “As the Discordant God of Blood, I shall not let any sickness go untreated… even if it is Delphine.”
“That’s very honorable of you, Adelheid,” Mizuki complimented.
“Thank you. Now let’s press onwards.”
Before they could continue, Raisa appeared before them… shaking her rear at Adelheid. “Hey, god of Bloody Mary! Aunt Delphine says your two shakes away from being a waitress at a waffle restaurant!”
Maxima was snickering at the absurdity, but Adelheid was not having it. She held her fingers up and started shooting red lasers. Raisa dodged them with ease, teasing all the way.
“Nana nana nah-nah!” Raisa taunted. “Come on, Bloody Mary! You can do better than that!”
As Adelheid gritted her teeth, Mizuki noticed something odd about the sack Raisa was carrying. “Wait, is that Tusk and Razor?!”
Maxima blinked in disbelief. “What in the… Tusk, Razor? Are you two okay in there?”
“An infuriating distraction!” Adelheid declared before rising into the sky. “DELPHINE!” Adelheid shouted as she flew towards the palace.
“Adelheid!” Maxima protested as she started to follow. She then stopped. “Wait, Mizuki, let’s take care of Raisa first!”
Raisa responded by grabbing Maxima with an enlarged hand and tossing her up into the air. “Nah, don’t worry about it! Mizuki and I will have a tea party!”
Maxima was confused by this, but quickly realized something was bothering Raisa. “Oh, um, sure. Are you okay, sweetie?”
“Yes, just go!” With that, Maxima flew off. Raisa turned to face Mizuki only to have a blade inches away from her nose.
“Explain. Now.”
Raisa calmly lowered the blade with her fingers, despite sweating bullets. “That’s a strange blade you have there…”
“Ame-No-Murakumo-No-Tsurugi. Now what are you up to?”
She took a breath to settle her nerves. “I need you guys to get Aunt Delphine to go to Uncle Wulfric’s realm. There’s some weird people she needs to see…”
Mizuki sheathed her sword. “What’s with the sack then?”
Raisa looked around again. “I need to keep a low profile, as I know things I shouldn’t…”
“Do you have an alibi?”
Tusk stuck his head out of the blob. “She’s on the level, Mizuki.”
Razor also stuck his head out. “Dragutin even went back to tell Ealdhelm.”
“What’s wrong then?” Mizuki asked as she took her mask off.
Raisa leaned in. “I think Karnage caused the entire conflict…” The residents of the village were stunned and began to whisper amongst themselves.
Before anything else could be said, something made the village panic. Three, ghastly, skeletal horse riders of red and black metal came storming into the village. Their horses neighed fiercely as they were brought to a sudden stop. The riders were as dark as coal, with their eyes and interiors glowing like the most menacing fire imaginable. It was like everyone was looking death incarnate in the eyes. To say pure evil had set foot before the group was not wrong. These unholy riders were Karnage’s men and they were certainly not welcome in Delphine’s realm.
“General Raisa Frankenstein, you are ordered to come with us or else!” the leader of the three commanded in a deep, booming voice.
Mizuki readied her sword. “Who are they!?”
Raisa grabbed the oni and put her in the sack with haste. “Karnage’s Death Riders, his elite soldiers!”
Thinking fast, Raisa had a reckless plan. First she snapped her fingers, sending the village somewhere else. The riders were approaching, so Raisa opened her mouth, causing it to unhinge in the process. A raging, unrelenting torrent of smoke billowed out of her, beginning to glow with lightning as her body heated up to immense proportions, cooking the land around them. Once she was ready, she cocked her head up as a devastating laser shot out of her mouth. Raisa moved her head back and forth as the riders scrambled to get out of the truly explosive path of the destruction. The unbelievable laser sounded like she was screaming at the top of her lungs across dimensions atop a steam powered locomotive reaching the speed of light, not letting up until she was sure she had bought herself some time.
Razor was stunned at the mayhem that had been caused. “Raisa, are you sure you couldn’t take on Karnage with that!?”
“I’m still working on that technique!” Raisa replied as she realigned her jaw and fumbled for the sack, booking it out of there.
“Wait, shouldn’t Delphine know about this already?!” Mizuki questioned.
“Aunt Delphine is tolerating them due to the conflict!” Raisa answered as she ran. She then leapt up into the air to create some distance between her and the riders, who were beginning to pursue her.
“Then we definitely need to tell Delphine!” Mizuki exclaimed.
“You don’t need to tell me twice!” Raisa then got out what looked like a flip phone and dialed a number. “Hannibal, I’M IN TROUBLE!!!”
The Death Riders had fully recovered from Raisa’s attack and were hot on her tail. They were getting close, with others joining in on the chase. The poor girl dared not turn her head to look as she knew how dire it was. Despite being elevated to the position of Delphine’s champion, it actually felt like she was going to die. Holding back tears of abject terror, Raisa ran as fast as she could. Her legs were going to give out and break from the sheer strain of the chase, but she kept going despite the extreme pain trying to drag her into a vast pit of despair. And just as Raisa heard the hoof beats catch up with her, something caught the riders off guard. A great cacophony of engines roared behind all of them and they were gaining fast.
It was the Void Orcs, specifically an attack squadron led by Hannibal Skull Thrasher. The Void Orcs were hulking, muscular warriors with crimson skin and decked out in cobbled together armor. Their fortified vehicles rattled and shook as they rocketed across the crystal plains, but held together as unbelievable amounts of flame erupted from their exhaust pipes, the engines barely able to keep up with the speed that was being demanded of them. The Death Riders had not expected the Void Orcs and were barely able to respond to the spiked clubs and gunshots they were assaulted with.
One vehicle that appeared to be a chariot mixed with a monster truck was looking for Raisa amongst the chaos. On look out was Hannibal, a Void Orc of great musculature, a strong jaw, and the best armor out of all of his men. Driving was his wife, Brunehilde. She was fairly muscular herself with tied back hair and her own armor tailored to her sensibilities.
“There she is, Brunehilde!” Hannibal pointed out. “At 12 o’clock!”
“I see her! Get ready, honey!”
Hannibal got out a huge, double barreled shotgun and pointed it right at the rider that was about to catch Raisa. He pulled the trigger, causing the bullets to shoot towards the rider in a thunderous burst that would have deafened any mortal man. The pursuer stood no chance as he exploded into a mess of bones that was quickly run over by another vehicle. With that taken care of, Hannibal reached and called out to Raisa. She took his hand as her legs finally gave up and was hefted into the flat bed, with Tusk and the others popping out of the sack.
“Floor it, Brunehilde!” Hannibal called out.
She happily slammed her foot on the gas pedal. “Loud and clear, dear!” she replied as the engine roared as loud as it could, the vehicle rapidly speeding away from the other riders.
“How are you doing, kid?” Hannibal asked Raisa. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“They didn’t get the chance…” Raisa answered as she collected her bearings, still a little shaken.
“I am so confused right now!” Razor complained.
Tusk laughed. “Same. This may be on par with when I met Vlastimir and Gostislav!”
“Hey, is that Tusk Willfort back here?!” Hannibal inquired.
“I take it my reputation precedes me?”
“Well of course it does! The whole bloody realm knows how you saved the Cosmos from that bolt-brained Lich. Pleasure to meet you!” He said as they shook hands.
Mizuki took a look at the battle raging behind them. The Void Orcs and Death Riders were fighting brutally, a spectacle truly beyond belief. “Goodness, just wait until Master Susanoo hears about this…”
Next: Chapter 14
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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