Like a dark cloud the demonic pieces of armor swooped over, their trajectory being barely altered as they descended upon the hapless Marianne. Darkness invaded everywhere she saw, as a choking sensation invaded her. Inching closer, closer... uncomfortable and clingy kind of close. Like wet loincloth, the armor itself strapped to Marianne, leaving a rather awkward sensation in each pore of the body.

"A contract is made! Wow." The impish creature was positively delighted at this turn of events, dropping all booming pretenses and all seriousness. "You really are prime grade material, more than that Nero harlot! Say, what do you think of my power? Do you want it? For a small fee of your delicious lightning mana... I can give you more power than you ever imagined!" The creature said giddily, as the dark scales covered Marianne from head to toe... granting her phenomenal strength and speed.

And being awfully ticklish. 

"What's that? a little girl? The impish aparition chimed? Too bad, little girl, you don't have enough mana to wear me, the great Soulscale! NOW, my REALM OF TERROR AND GLAMOUR STARTS! I mean... master Marianne will do it!" she added as she vanished.

Meanwhile, Nero stared in disbelief. More knights were pouring in gazing at her nakedness. She had been utterly disgraced now, exposing her greatest secret! Just because she had felt like helping Sult. The grown woman shook her fist menancingly and then, in all of her ragged nakedness charged after the armor with an ear splitting scream.

"No!" 

But alas, her frantic speed was once again stopped by the might of the Captain of the Roses herself. Merely by being in her way, collapsing to a heap in the middle of the fight.

Meanwhile, Sult breathed deep. The skeletons were all gone, and despite Nero's jerkassedness, things were turning out okay. Sort of. She dropped her sword, and looked at the newcomer.

"Well let me say. Lightning Mage, Tyaethe without armor, a Necromancer, old me, Nero WITHOUT her armor and in her naked glore, Marianne with Nero's armor, two Nem twins..."

"...and the mini captain." She answered as she looked at Fanilly. "But we could use more help, really. I mean, we probably need to get that thing out of Marianne or something." She paused as she breathed in. "I could if I had mana but i'm out of it..."