[hr][center][color=f49ac2][h3]Liliana[/h3][/color][/center]
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As expected, the Varjan fought dirty, with the intent to get Liliana dirty! Liliana would fly back in order to avoid the distraction, and...also because, ew, mud, and would instead fire back with a dirty trick of her own. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Give it to 'im Whimsy! Please!"[/b][/color] Liliana said, raising her sword and firing off a slash that would manifest her spell, forming into another tide of magma that quickly devoured the muddy water beneath as it surged towards the Elite foe, hopefully stopping him in his tracks. Liliana wouldn't drop her guard however, ready to begin her assault anew with Ayu backing her up.
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[center][color=C48BD3][h3]Eula[/h3][/color][/center]
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[color=C48BD3][b]"I will ask her when she returns, then,"[/b][/color] Eula said, ignoring the comments about her being incapable of hurting flies. Quite the opposite, really, a demonic energy stungun was lethal to beings that small. [color=C48BD3][b]"Farewell, Lady Sorae,"[/b][/color] Eula said in parting, before she herself would start to return to the temple, taking a bit of a scenic route as she went along the way.

[color=C48BD3][i]Parsing Query: Revenge's Purpose[/i][/color]

[color=C48BD3][i]Data Expunged. Re-parsing.[/i][/color]

[color=C48BD3][i]Access Denied. Please contact an administrator to access-[/i][/color]

Eula would smack the side of her head to silence her internal voice, going from analytical to introspective, the buzz of digitized questions forming into more human thoughts. [color=C48BD3][i]"Sorae's family...would revenge make them happy? Would it make her happy? ...Can...anything? Family...Carroll had a family, and she lost them too,"[/i][/color] Eula said, before raising the hand that Carroll had held hours ago, flexing the digits of it one by one. [color=C48BD3][i]"Am I...somebody's family too?"[/i][/color]

Eula didn't have an answer. The closest she'd felt to attachment to someone was the farmhand who'd taken her in, who grew old and died before her eyes. She'd smiled with such conviction when she said she loved humans, and yet...now, the Automaton wasn't sure what love was. It was something warm, brilliant...the one in Carroll's dreams radiated it. Eula knew she didn't. Like comparing the sun to a warped reflection of it and expecting the same warmth. Her directive was altered at some point, to find love and yet...

[color=C48BD3][i]"I fight against foes I can't kill, answer questions I am unsure of, and grasp hands that I have no right to hold. Someday, I'll leave this land...and...will I fight the same fights? Still have no answers?"[/i][/color] Eula thought before shaking her head and hurrying back to the temple. There was no time to defeat her fears or answer them. She simply had to keep on fighting to liberate Shizuyama, in her own pacifist, hypocritical way.