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Royal Rumble!

Andras

Andras had heard Vernon's remark. "Hey! It's the Demon Lady of Despair! It's not hard to remember!" Andras wasn't just going to allow someone to misuse her titles. She spent a lot of time thinking them up, and she deserved to be referred to as such.

Still, Andras wasn't quite feeling the same as everyone else in the party, apparently. Being the Demon Lady of Despair, she was very active at night. 'Not everyone can afford to brave the darkness daily, I suppose.' She nodded to herself, crossing her arms in a display of confidence. She knew it was her job to guide these tired humans to a sanctuary.

"If you mortals are exhausted, then I suppose I have no choice." Andras let out a low chuckle, as if she was above even the concept of sleep.

She put on an air of coolness, but Andras was wondering at this point if there was a chance to meet a REAL demon. She tried to contain herself. Lowering her voice, she leaned in towards Vera. "T-There's an actu- I mean, there's another demon at that girl's house, right?" She thumbed towards Meredith.

Royal Rumble!

Andras

Andras watched with awe as the two healed Vera and Wolfie. Meredith may have been strange to Andras at first, but she seemed to have a level of magic that was unlike anything she'd seen before. Andras felt the need to take notes, if only she had anything to write on handy.

Even the child had a good sense of showmanship. Though, licking wounds kind of... Seemed strange to Andras, she definitely noted that the child got results. 'I'll have to remember these rituals for future use. This kind of practical magic can't be ignored. It'd be perfect for a poem or story.' Andras nodded to herself cooly. Her creative notebook would most definitely see something like this in the future.

Andras noticed that she was staring. Despite their unorthodox appearances, these two were the real deal. 'I can't just keep staring at them! What do I say to a true half-demon, though?!' Andras was visibly speechless, trying to think of something to say but coming up short every time.

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Andras

Andras's eye sparkled as Wolf asserted his position. Even Vera was talking about becoming besties! 'These two are good through and through!' Andras might have teared up again if she wasn't careful.

Even Masami was worried about her! Andras was overjoyed to see that she was fine... And didn't think any less of Andras for klutzing out previously, it seemed.

Andras cooly turned to Ascot. "Of course I won't run. The Demon Lady of Despair will not be deterred from anything, even if the fires of the Abyss threaten to lick at her flesh."

'Nailed it.' Andras thought to herself.

"But I won't be alone either... Man, you're all the best!" Andras cried after thinking more about her new friends and their offer of help. She tightly hugged the nearest thing to her (which happened to be Vera) and enjoyed the moment of camaraderie that they had all shared. After a moment, though, she looked up once again mid-hug and asked, "Wait... Is that Meredith?" She regarded the new arrival.

Royal Rumble!

Andras

'Hah. There he goes, throwing cars around again. Classic.' Andras watched Galbrek fling the car at Vernon with glazed eyes. She had wanted to leave, but a few things apparently halted that plan.

Andras blinked. Galbrek had lost eye contact with her to face Vernon. "Wait..." Her mind felt much more clear. The sound of Mother Ascot complaining helped return Andras to the real world.

'That's right! He hasn't even thrown that many cars around!' Andras huffed indignantly. Taking a deep breath, her thoughts returned to her. 'Okay, wait. I've never even seen this guy before today. This must have been what he was trying to do earlier-'

She heard Vernon speaking behind her. "This way dear. I'm afraid it's one step forward, two steps back today." Before she could turn, a hand covered her eyes.

Andras considered struggling out of it, but she knew that there was a chance that Vernon already didn't like her. She didn't want to give him an excuse to further dislike her. Hopefully she was just being paranoid, and Gilgamesha wasn't right when she said that Vernon might consider her a threat to his relationship.

Andras didn't want to dwell on that. 'I am not a homewrecker! I wish Mother Ascot just kept that thought to herself, now I can't stop thinking it... I can't just ask this crazy boy if he thinks I'm gonna steal his boyfriend!'

After a little bit of walking with Vernon, she finally heard William's voice. "You're forgiven. Make it up in bed when we both have the time."

Andras turned away, taken by surprise by that comment, and blushing. 'What is this boy saying?! Don't imagine it! Andras, don't imagine it don't imagine it don't-' She shook her head, hoping to blur the flash of bare skin that her mind conjured up. She covered her face with her hands, her cheeks burning.

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Andras

"Ah..." Andras had turned to the new voice without thinking. It was that man from before. He had tried to do something sketchy to her. What was he doing now, in here of all places?

'I was going with him, wasn't I?' Andras thought to herself. Trying to reason past that in her mind ended up coming back around to the single thought.

"You're right. Thanks for the help, Mrs. Ascot!" She stood up, stretching her legs and making sure the band-aids didn't come off when she extended her legs. She bowed slightly to Mother Ascot before turning back to Galbrek. "Shall we?"

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Andras

Andras lightly laughed to herself at William's line of hope. "Hope and despair are two sides of the same coin. Evil's despair is Good's hope, is it not?" Andras beamed, feeling as though she had regained her mojo at delivering good lines.

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Andras winced as Mother Ascot applied the disinfectant to her skinned knee. "I-I can handle my wounds on my own, you don't need to do it yourself..." She felt like she was a child again, being treated by her mom. Andras admired the spinning blades as Gilgamesha continued, regardless of Andras's protest.

Then Mother Ascot said that she might make Vernon jealous. A bead of sweat rolled down Andras's face. 'Oh no. Would he have me shot? He apparently can have that set up within the span of a single phone call. He wouldn't do that, would he?' Briefly considering Vernon's temperament, Andras's face drained of color.

"...I'm done for, aren't I?" Andras said out loud, with a quiet tinge of terror in her voice.

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Andras

Andras let out a yelp of terror as the entire top half of the car next to her sheared off. She had freed herself, but she was still fairly close. The force of the hammer passing by her was enough to startle Andras, let alone the sound of metal being sheared clean off, and her instincts told her to run. After the arrow missing her by inches, she was too rattled by sudden ranged attacks to stand still. Plus William was talking about fleeing, which was all the excuse she needed.

Andras's legs were in an awkward position after making a well-practiced Demon Lady pose, however. When she tried to take off, her legs caught on each other and she managed to take one step before tripping. Of course, she managed to trip right when her most recently made friend Masami had shown up. Andras managed to see a glimpse of the foxgirl as she tripped spectacularly.

'Masami... Vera... Wolf... Don't think I'm a loser...' Andras thought, her eyes tearing up from a scraped hand and knee. The sting of the physical wounds were nothing compared to the social wound she just inflicted on herself.

Andras sniffled, struggling back to her knees. Wiping her tears, she cried to Ascot, "W-Where do we go?!"

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Andras

The arrow skimmed awfully close to Andras. Her eyes watered with the rushing of air and the thought of what might have happened if she had so much as twitched in the wrong direction. 'W-Wolf sure is confident in his aim...' Andras briefly gave an pained smile.

Setting aside her concerns about being ventilated, Andras prepared to spring into action. She had never really taken any self-defense classes, but she knew that if your kidnapper only has one arm it tends to be easier to evade their grasp. As the doll's arm shattered with the impact, Andras tried to leverage herself out of the hold she was in, but suddenly-

A car had swerved right into the fray. The sound of screeching tires and the smell of burnt rubber rushed between Andras and her captor. The door flung open, and a masked woman driver beckoned from within.

"...The fallen one?!" Andras's mind focused, recovering from her horrible farce of a few seconds ago. A new challenger had appeared. A masked yet beautiful girl descended, claiming to be a fallen one. Andras's eye narrowed. "A fallen one is but an imitation of true infernal power. Inferior to that of a Demon."

Andras's reply was almost by reflex. She had written lots of poetry on the difference between fallen angels and demons, so she had her thoughts organized on the topic already. 'But still, who is this? Is she perhaps related to this new kidnapping attempt? Nobody else would have such timing. She must be the getaway driver.'

"A true fallen one, I see. Trying to drag the Demon Lady back to the Abyss...?" Andras gave a low chuckle. At the same time, she dug in her heels and tried to squirm out of the doll's grasp. "A fair plan. But neither the forces of Heaven nor Hell can lay claim to the Root!"

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Andras

'Huh? She's actually going to accept my help? Maybe I misju-'

Taken by surprise while in her own thoughts, Andras was grabbed by someone she couldn't see. Well, that wasn't entirely true, because she could see a hand, that was now covering her mouth. Another hand grabbed her arm, and was trying to lead her away from the area. Andras's voice was weak - both from the sudden shock of being grabbed and also from the residual fear of being verbally assaulted, so for a moment she feared that Vera was going to not even notice her been taken away.

Luckily, Vera noticed. Calling out to Wolf, he sprang into action. Very quickly.

Andras was mildly terrified of Wolf's sudden and violent attack. Even though she knew he was helping her, seeing him bring down such an attack that close to her was enough to make her legs weak. Which didn't help the girl (Golem? Construct? Andras wasn't entirely sure what to classify them as after seeing one shatter) who was trying to drag her off, but Andras wasn't really in a helping mood with that. Andras was trying to struggle out but she was kept in the grip. She didn't have any spells that she could cast hands-free, so she just had to rely on her friends.

And what friends they were. Even William was cutting a rather heroic figure in Andras's eyes. But one thing really stood out to Andras. Something Vera said. "Your sympathy can wait! Isn't she your friend or some shit?"

Andras couldn't help but sniffle. Her vision was becoming blurry. She had expected Wolf to do something (Maybe not immediately and swiftly pound the assailant into the ground, admittedly) but even Vera was trying to motivate Wolf to fight harder to help her. She got the name wrong, but this was a huge step. She cared enough to say something. Andras had unfairly pegged her as a rotten girl, but she had some good in her. "Y-You guys..." Andras cried, imagining the fate that may have befallen her if she didn't have them around. Andras cursed her inability to cover her face with her hands, because she was definitely crying now.

'What are you doing?! Demons don't cry because they're overwhelmed by how amazing their friends are! Say something cool!' A voice in Andras's mind called out.

Trying to steady her breathing and voice, Andras tried again. "Y-You all are t-truly worthy-" Andras's voice cracked, and she had to pause. "-of b-being warriors at my s-side..."

The words echoed within Andras's mind. Each echo sounded dumber than the last. 'Forget the kidnapping. I'm going to die from embarrassment.'

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