Two females, once the succubus's loyal servants, now stand before them, their expressions a mix of shock and confusion at the sudden change in their existence.
They looked around the chamber, taking in the destruction and the lifeless forms of their former allies.
The two females exchange nervous glances before approaching cautiously.
"What...what happened here?" the older of the two stammered, her eyes wide with horror at the scene before her.
"It's over," Liena says, her voice still shaky from the battle. "Your mistress... she's gone."
The woman's eyes widen even further, and she takes a step back, as if the very air around her had turned toxic. "What have you done?" she whispers, her hand moving to clutch her chest. The other woman seems less shocked, a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she looks down at the crumpled pile of dust that was once their ruler.
Liena's expression hardens as she glares at the two. "What we had to," she says firmly. "Your mistress was a monster, enslaving humans and feeding on their life forces. She had to be stopped."
The older woman's hand falls to her side, the shock fading to anger. "How dare you?" she hisses. "You do not know the power she wielded, the protection she provided!"
Liena's grip on Yunxi tightened.
"Protection?" she scoffed. "Is that what you call enslavement? The lives she stole?" Her eyes flashed with an inner fire that matches the light of the guardian spirits. "We are here to free the souls she has claimed, not to mourn a tyrant."
The woman steps forward, her gaze no longer hopeful, but determined. "We know what she did," she says quietly. "We were... we were forced to serve her. To watch... to participate." She looks away, her voice barely above a whisper.
Liena's anger dissipates, replaced by a gentle understanding. "You do not need to be afraid anymore," she assures them. "We are here to set you free."
The two women, their emotions a whirlwind of fear, anger, and relief, began to recount the tragic story of their mistress.
They spoke of a time when she was human, a powerful mage who sought knowledge and power to protect her people. However, in a grim twist of fate, she stumbled upon an ancient and forbidden tome that bound her soul to the underworld. Consumed by dark magic, she transformed into the succubus leader they just defeated. The two servants had been with her since that fateful day, witnesses to her descent into tyranny and the countless lives she destroyed in her quest for power.
They recount the tears she shed when she first realized what she had become and the vow she made to one day regain her humanity, though it grew distant with each soul she consumed.
As two continued their tale, their mistress's human past becomes a stark contrast to the monster that was just defeated.
The room seems to grow heavier with the weight of their shared sorrow, and Liena can't help but feel a pang of pity for the succubus who once loved deeply and dreamed of a peaceful existence.
However, their story also reinforces the reality of the grim world they've been thrust into - one where good intentions can lead to horrific ends.
The older woman, her voice cracking with emotion, describes the woman's love for a noble knight who had been slain in battle.
"Her grief... it was unlike anything we had ever seen. She swore she would do anything to be reunited with him, to bring him back. And in her desperation, she found the accursed tome that changed her forever." The maid nods solemnly, her eyes glazed over with memories. "We tried to stop her, to tell her that love shouldn't come at such a price, but she wouldn't listen."
Liena, her eyes glow dimming slightly, seem to be contemplating the gravity of the situation.She sighed, spoke in a deep, resonating voice, "The path of darkness is a seductive one, laden with promises of power and redemption. But it is a path that leads only to destruction."
Yunxi, slowly regaining consciousness, opens her eyes to see the concerned faces of Liena and the women.
She nods weakly, acknowledging their presence. "We must leave this place," she murmurs, pushing herself up with the help of Liena .The exhaustion from the battle is etched on her face, but her determination remains unyielding.
The women watch the unfolding scene with a mix of awe and trepidation. The butler steps forward, her voice trembling. "But... what about the souls she took?" she asks. "Can they be saved?"
Yunxi looks at her with a steely resolve. "Their fate is not entirely lost. We will seek the guidance of those who understand these matters better than we do. For now, we need to leave before any more of her kind find us here."
The older woman, her expression a mix of hope and dread, nods. "We shall gather what we can and follow you," she says, gesturing to the maid, who nods in agreement.
The two quickly move to pack their meager belongings, their movements mechanical and devoid of their previous servitude.
As the group prepares to leave the now lifeless chamber, the air thick with the scent of vanquished dark magic, the spirits whisper among themselves. Their glow flutters with a sense of urgency, and they turn to Yunxi with a grave expression.