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[h2]Shuten Douji, Shinto Town, Harbor[/h2]
[b]Entering the Bounded Field[/b][/center]
Berserker's leg stopped mid-kick, hanging there in the air as she tilted her head to the side. "[color=a187be]...Eh? It's open?[/color]" She didn't understand why anyone would in fact just let her in but hesitation was like sobriety, an entity wholly foreign to Shuten douji. She lowered her foot, slung her sword over her shoulder, and walked right in through the newly formed hole in the barrier.

From there she gleaned the whole of the situation pretty quickly, the nature of this unnatural world created by Caster quickly apparent on at least some level. "[color=a187be]Oh me, oh my!* such a scary scary place![/color]" She tried and failed to feign a look of shock as she looked around further, doing her best to sound afraid despite the inability to stop grinning. It was like a kid in a candystore trying their best to look like they didn't want to be here.

Her gaze stopped on the two other servants though. [color=a187be]"Ohhhh and there are others here too? Well, of course there are, but neither of you is the Cow are you? No, no, none of you are that disgusting by half."[/color] She sounded disappointed, but she was smiling despite that. The boy with the sack, the man covered in rats, both were certainly interesting but there wasn't a proper candidate for a heavenly king between them. No, not even remotely close, they were an even worse fit than that soft-boned thundergod she had nearly mowed down... Though the boy looked strong at least. 

She placed a hand on her hip and jutted her posture out to the side in a way that, with her draping robe, exaggerated her figure and evoked a certain idea of the shape of a woman far more endowed than herself. "[color=a187be]I don't suppose you boys would be willing to help me find her, would you?[/color]" That same quiet languorous tone but heavier, deeper, almost hypnotic. Her breathy words hung almost visibly in the air, sweet and hot in a way that overpowered the stench of the plague. Sweet and hot in a way that was almost [b]Fascinating[/b]. "[color=a187be]...Or maybe, if that's too much to ask, you could just kill each other for me? Fufufu~![/color]" 

It was time to see how firm their bones, or at least their minds, were first hand.

*Translators note, "Oh me, oh my!" means "Ara Ara!"
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