[h1]The Transient Princess[/h1]
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One soldier hit, sending him right into her strike as she snapped her fingers underneath the trembling girl and behind the [i]peasant[/i], another Spaded Glyph was born of the Queen's will. He finally began to show his true colors, hmm? A click of the tongue and The White Queen was quick to grin as the grand raise of a Knight -- geared in heavy diamond and marble plate, armed with sword and shield that made him the foreboding Sentinel twice as large as the being before her, took a step out from the Glyph and raised his sword up. 

[i]"We cannot allow you to harm Alice. She is ours, and ours [b]alone.[/b]"[/i]

Those words came with the Doll tossing her scepter up to wrap her arms around Alice as both she herself and the Knight seemed to break and shatter -- a rapid movement that would leave the girl blinking and seeing the back of the assaulter now as he clawed right into the shield of the Knight. But how could she be there if they were right in front of the enraged creature?

A switch. A switch that left the heavy blade of the Knight to come down through the Marionette's mid-section, the Pawns to stab at his arms to keep him still, and for The Transient Princess to catch her scepter as it returned to its pinned form and slide it through her hair before reaching into the sliced skin to [i]dig out[/i] the Puppeteer hiding within, regardless of the nice little home it had found. If he healed so fast, she'd make it so had no choice as she dug through that body to find the source of that mist and properly [i]execute it.[/i] And with a vicious YANKING, she grabbed onto what felt like the damned thing to force it out of the controlled body to make it face its punishment. 

[h1]Ein Ferah[/h1]
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The resounding noise of bullets never made it to Ein's body as flames burst forth from above to rid the traffickers of their weapons and promptly lead fear into the display of something unnatural. There was only one person that came to help her when she needed him, and he was the only one that she knew that did that job with [i]fire.[/i] Turning her head to the side where Cracker had run from, she didn't even bother to answer him for a moment as she sat up on her knees and wrapped her arms around his waist. With her face burying into his stomach, she just shook her head as she spoke up with an [i]incredibly[/i] upset voice.

[color=#990099]"They tried to feed me pills and mistook me for a prostitute...You can use as many explosions or firepower as you want. Just make them disappear, please..."[/color]

Obviously, Ein wasn't happy in the slightest as she slowly let go of him and stood up to adjust her backpack. With eyes that held a mixture of womanly anger and the drowning of a phobia-inducing rabidness, she didn't mind indulging in her Doll's nature of what was "fun" for him to let him make fireworks out of the four of five men laying on the ground. The fifth one, however?

[color=#000000]"Who the hell are you, taking away my merchandise?! Fuck your little magic trick, I'll kill you and her too!"[/color]

Oh look. Human bravado. 

And a revolver pulled out from the man's jacket to point at Cracker and Ein. Was he serious?

Perhaps he was! ...If it meant anything to say that he'd pulled the trigger twice to try and plant two bullets in their head while they were standing there. How rude, he was interrupting their conversation on top of everything else as well.