How to Curse:

As a half hour or so has gone by since Lord Eric had ordered everyone to leave the Colosseum,The humans stumbled out from the arena as they got into their padded carriages. The soldiers that sat to hold the reigns and steer were accompanied by a elf next to them.

Though the Hotel really wasn't far at all, and is very easily in walking range, the Royals questioned nothing, in fact, even the soldiers had thought it was a good idea. Seeing how so many people were nearing blackout from how much alcohol they were consuming, even a few soldiers were intoxicated. They were left behind at the entrance of the Colosseum along with quite a few fully sober men, meant to be lead by Maki back to the hotel.

"Well boys~? The night is still young wouldn't you say? Why don't we all go enjoy ourselves hmm~? I know a nice secluded spot~"

Swaying her hips lightly, she blew a kiss using her index finger, sparking the youth from the young and older slightly tipsy soldiers alike, readying them for action as the followed her in a drunken haze.

Little did they know, this was the last time they were to be seen. The sun is beginning to set, the humans are dunk, and by fortune or misfortune, Eric is completely distracted, and the soldiers had been thinned out throughout the tournament. All the boxes for the success of their plan have been checked, and it's time to spring into action.

*Clack clack clack*

As the carriages all went in a straight line down the roads towards the hotel, the clacking of hooves against gravel roads as well as wheels being dragged could be heard. The driver of the second kart could hear drunken grumbles coming from inside the carriage, he noticed a trail of blood that had began to drip onto the road in front of him from the first kart.

"Wh-"

*SHINK*

The elf that sat next to the soldier suddenly taking the reigns, he nonchalantly scoots over and takes the place of the now dead human's place, as the sound of bodies thudding against the seats of the cats could begin to be heard mixed in with the clopping.

"Hmm, we should be at the hotel by now don't you think my lady?"

Driving past the hotel, the royal woman from before could be seen gazing out of her window towards the hotel. She sees what seems to be a human butler leaning up against the glass of a window as he gets stabbed by an elf from behind, covering his mouth as it happened.

"Haha, Idiot~ by a savage even!"

"What was that my lady..?"

"Idiot!"

"R- right.. sorry..?"

The soldier inside the carriage of the lady seemed have noticed something was off, as he sticks his head out the window to question the driver.

*PSHHHH*

Suddenly his vision was shrouded by a cloud of smoke, as the carriage suddenly came to a stop as the horse neighed and began jumping around erratically. This caused the soldier to get out of the carriage with caution as he unsheathed his sword from his waist and readied himself while walking towards the front of the carriage, only to see the driver was dead in a pool of blood.

"Wh- My lady! Stay inside the carriage!"

Running to look behind the kart, all he could see was smoke, they were completely isolated and alone.

"NEIGHHH!!"

*DROP*

Running back to the front of the kart, the horse that was frantically jumping around mere seconds ago was now dead on the ground in front of him. Shocking fear into his hear, he ran back to the carriage and quickly notified the drunken lady of the dangers, only to see she had also been killed in that short amount of time.

"Wha!? MY LADY!!"

Yelling into the carriage, a shadow could be seen growing behind him before completely towering over him, lifting one arm with a bloodied knife in its hand, the soldier couldn't even react before hearing a voice behind him.

"Repent!"

*SHKKK*

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Pulling her hands out from the furnace for the first time in nearly an hour, she turned back around to the materials table behind her where she began to pick up the assortment of bones she had separated beforehand.

'Curse... how am I supposed to curse this damn thing hmm~? Maybe I can infuse it with the nightmare flame, but I'm really scared of that backfiring'

'So I'd have to traumatize my weapon the second it's birthed... that's so dark...'

Having gathered all of the bones she quickly began to shove them into the fire to her left. She had been using the one to her right the entire time up till now, yet she seems to have completely changed her momentum the second she made the change.

Using her thread, she began to expertly pierce all the bones and pull them onto her hand, quickly creating the shape of an exoskeleton before quickly pulling it out of the forge and dipping her hand in the the right furnace, the one she had been tempering metal inside of. Doing so, she covered her hand in metal and quickly used the clawed finger as she always had up to this point to begin sewing the metal through the bone, but there was something weird going on here, she was also sewing it into her own hand!

Trying to flinch as little as possible, she played her best poker face and continued what she was doing, creating a large black flame inside the furnace, completely changing the heat inside the arena to become scorching hot, as if they were in the desert.

'Uh, ok so basically, I can summon nightmare flames within a certain area around me right? So I figured if I put a bit of.. uh well myself into it then I could summon it from further away yknow? Then I can just say the injury is a burn and all is good... Libbo, that would work right?'

~~Processing...

Answer: Gross!~~

'That wasn't my ques-'

~~Processing finished

Answer: Maybe? Probably..? It should I suppose

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'I'll take it'

***That's so sad...

Watching the girl like a hawk, he suddenly winces in pain as she lets out a small squeal of pain, jolting her hair to cover her face. Causing Eric to coldly demand an explanation from her in a straight forward tone devoid of empathy.

"What now?"

"Cami!? What happened?"

Rushing to the edge of the platform, Zeph was quick to come to her side-

"Stay back! I'm fine, just burnt my hand a little! I moved my hand a bit too much and touched the inside wall."

Pulling her left, injured hand out from the forge, she began to summon water above it, dropping a small stream onto the fresh meat of her hand in order to sooth it. Though the damage wasn't caused by a burn, her hands were still burning hot from being in a furnace for so long, causing steam clouds to form around her.

"Hey now half-breed, that's a decent injury... It better not affect the quality of the product."

"Of course not Sir!"

Twisting her head towards him with teary eyes and a bead of sweat rolling down each of her temples and down her chin. The sight caused Zeph and Yoru to jump slightly in shock. Not only is Camellia a child in their eyes, but quite a scared and weak one at that when compared to the elven children they were used to. Seeing her deal with such pain, with a wound that exposing the entire back of her hand, even stretching slightly over her wrist... It pained them, calling their protective instincts forth.

"It is too much for her! She is but a child, let her make it for you in a better environment once shes recovered!"

Throwing his fist downwards, Zeph voiced his true thoughts to the lazy Royal seated in front of them, who seemed to have zero care in the world for the child in pain that stood working like a mistreated slave for him just before his eyes.

"You dare order me Savage?"

"You..!"

Furrowing his brows, the ground around his feet seemed to crack as the giant elf took a step forwards, bearing his fists in a fighting position while gritting his teeth, oozing light bloodlust from his being.

"Zeph!"

Shoving her newly injured, bright red hand back into the furnace, he followed her movement with his own arm from a distance, reaching out to her from a distance with a gasp of worry.

"I'm fine ya damn perv bastard! So shut up and wait for my masterpiece ya hear?!"

Raising the edge of her lip, showing her teeth, she gave a Yakuza-like cry of reassurance while flicking her head back to move the hair from her face. Light from the black flames, reflecting off her eyes, making them glow with a slight lilac purple hue, causing his spine to shiver with a chill as he remembers the scene from the forest.

She had shredded the eye and arm of the scout's guard, replacing them with purple undying flames. She couldn't make thread from living beings, she simply sliced it herself, without gagging or fainting. Cursing the man to live out the rest of his life in that state...

"Hm. Pay more attention to not hurt yourself again."

"Got it! Thanks Perv-san!"

"Stop calling me that!!"