Thunderfirewave

No POV The next day came as our heroes are in a restaurant having a meeting with the Head of the Mages Association Celestine. Rem & Shera: You found a way to remove our collars!? Celestine: Let's not be hasty. I'm saying that it is a possibility but we're not certain yet. A slave care event has just arrived in the plaza. Their collars are of the same magic level as yours so a visit might be beneficial. Rem: Interesting, so you're saying that they might have some advice for us. If so I agree since they are so used to handling them. Alicia: I'm not so sure about this though. Fulfilling the quest with Greenwood, shouldn't that be our highest priority? Diablo's mind: She does have a point. Our mission with Greenwood does take top priority but if we have a chance to remove the collars, I would like to do that A.S.A.P. Y/n: You do have a point, Alicia. Our mission with Greenwood is still a top priority. We also promised Shera and Rem that we would find a way to remove their collars. So

No POV Diablo, Rem, and Shera are sitting on the bed while Mirage stands next to them as Sylvie stands in front of them continuing the conversation from earlier. Shera: *worried and clinging to Diablo's arm* But why? I don't get it. Why would they involve the whole Kingdom of Lyferia over me? Sylvie: Oh I know it sounds crazy. The lord and I are in a lot of trouble because of this. Diablo (mind): Shera expressed herself very clearly to the elves last time we encountered them. Wouldn't they just want her to be happy? Y/n (mind): The elves we meet in the man-eating woods were very understanding about Shera's feelings. That means someone else disagrees with her ideals but who could it be? Sylvie: It's simple. If you want to keep Shera just prevent a war from happening. Be creative. Diablo starts ranting in his own mind about what Sylvie just said as Y/n wanted more information about the quest. Y/n: *smiles* You make it sound like we're doing a fun training exercise. So anything

Y/n's POV As more Fallen try to storm the bridge, they were cut down and sent flying, devoured by the darkness or beaten to a pulp. After defeating a handful of Fallen, the commander makes her appearance to the battlefield. The commander is a caramel cutie with purple-ish blue eye color and blonde hair that reaches down to her waistline with short pigtails. (I tried to describe her on paper and felt like I screw that up so maybe Google image it.) Her main weapon seems to be a lance. ???: Strange. He is usually very obedient but when I commanded him to walk forward he didn't obey. Diablo: Hey, you should give him more credit than that. Y/