The dark side of public date

There was a silence, which was broken after a few seconds by an inhuman, directly monstrous scream, which could not be compared to previous scream-howls. It was almost as if some prehistoric dinosaur, Godzilla, sepia, Kraken, or the incarnation of evil itself, had to climb out of that hole.

Frenda was so annoyed that a little more that this and she will starts tearing her hairs out. She screamed hysterically: "Don't tell me, that the thing has the fourth stage in reserve as a premium bonus win for the first retard who manages to beat the third stage in too much annoying way, to let you go?!!"

Cinderella, on the other hand, had a crying expression, as if she realized how much she had messed it up. "Apparently we've activated an exceptional feature, and the core-source itself has decided to abandon the assignment of a global attack and come to deal with us in person."

Mugino was happy about that. "Excellent!! So, you managed to upset that bastard enough to finally show up himself? I can't wish for a better result. Good job you two!"

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What began to climb out of the pit really resembled a sea monster tentacle from the dark depths. But those wriggly things was made only from a hairs that wriggle unnaturally. It rose above the hole into the air like some balloon and had a massive smooth ball in the middle as a center. One would almost expect that some nonsense will occur on that soft place, like it is a demon and he will open a retardly huge demonic eye. So sinister and so evil, that it will gaze at them from above whit description of pure evil, and silently will curse them for generations.

The soldier who rejoined the team just must speak out aloud, that while looking at that thing, he remembered an old story about demon who was just a pile of hairs, but manage to deceiving others by its human appearance. Until it was defeated by hero, it only dropped the seductive woman's angelic disguise just before it began to host at its victim.

Frenda was not far from the appearance of rabies and barked directly at him. "What are you blabbing around?!! An insidious demon with the body and face of a seductive angel? There's a hill of these all around here, you just need to give it a look!" She pointed at Mugino, but fortunately for everyone around, the #4 didn't seems to notice it.

But Cinderella suddenly realizes something. "Wait a minute! A demon disguised as an angel? In that case, it's not like it's evolving or adapting, changing form from one to another, or moving from one source of power to another. It's all just a trick to ensure to think that he holding all the trump while keeps us on his pace. While in clever way keeping the winning/loosing facts from us. Its hide from us that we keep tightening the gallows loop around its neck by every step we made, because it's made to buy a time for it. As we get closer and closer, it losing/shedding layers of lies as some demonic onion, and the pretense of angel is just one of them. Maybe it's just a complex chimera, and instead of thinking about it as a whole, we should just take care of a specific layer after layer. If I am right, then as long as my theory is correct, it shall don't have any defense against exorcism. Because who will bother itself to use purification against angel as a means of smite, right? I think it's a worth to give it a try."

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The flying monster start stretching his hair-tentacle towards the blue structure. He wrapped some of his strands of hairs around the ice monolith. The thing dint cared that the dead freezing cold have devastating effect against his haired tentacles. The mist from moonlit directly destroys any individual hair fibers which after contact froze to state where they broke on slightness vibration. After wrapping, came a powerful grip that tore the glass ice shard out off the ground. The monster lifted the shard up and moved it in front of him, flipping it from a vertical position to a horizontal position. Then, make sure that all his opponent who standing in front of him, have a good view on this monolith, his tentacle curled ominously around that symbol of moon. Just as a snake that strangles its victim. By the sound of the tension of the ice that echoes when ice floe is breaking down, the monolith succumbed to the crushing power, break apart, and has been crushed into small pieces. At the same time, the monster completely ignored that the springs it used for this move were no longer usable, they dint regrow or something else. They just fell down motionless. This monster move was not an automatic defense, an attack, or a trap, but it was full of the wrath and revenge, as if the demon himself wanted to tell the defenders what they can expect from him when he begins its moves.

Mugino started shelling that hair-ball with rays, but without much success as if it has some unknown impenetrable shielding.

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The monster branched out its tentacles into a disproportionate number of smaller springs with sharp points, indicating that the whole place would be flooded with a volley representing a cloud of spears or arrows piercing everything in the square. It was going to end the fight with a single attack.

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The little girls exchanged glances, spoke out a few exotic words between them, which certainly represented some names or terms. Then with determination in their eyes, they marched towards the demon with expressions of humility on they faces. They joined their palms together as prayers will do before God and sing up a prayer in a melodic voice.

The demon howled painfully as he was engulfed in flames that appeared out of nowhere.

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While still walking towards that demon, passing around Shizuri, the duo of Lolly's in unison, uttered words of expulsion/ exorcism, stretching out their open palms of prayers towards him. As they continue to chant a friendly glow covered both of them.

The demon burst into intense flames like a torch. He combined the remaining tentacles into one massive drill and attacked the girls, willing to turn them into pasta.

But his move was thwarted by Mugino, black card fled to air and four death rays were compressed onto one, her attack sliced the drill to salami pieces and finally cut off the monster's defensive efforts.

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Both of girls stopped in front of the hole full of darkness with their hands outstretched to the heavens like they pray to them. Then as they stand next to each other, they both reach-out one arm to the other girl. They joined the palms, one left, the other right, in a common grip of the palms of unity. With their free hand, they formed a pistol sing from index fingers and middlemen and aimed they guns towards the demon. Then they chant the most basic magic phrase, which is believed to have healing properties. It has become the basis not only for healing, purification, averting the curse, but also for casting spells, enchantment and ironically was the first curse itself. "AbrakaDabra."

(Little the normies who dared to observed knew, that those two girls dint making some idol dance show performance. But this was a magical ceremony; that through utilizing the references of entire area, stage performance utilizing themselves as story characters, and utilizing they knowledge's to generate the image in they minds; they greatly increase the impact of they counterattack.)

Just like when you peel off a whole layer of onion at once, this demon, accompanied by his dying moan, instantly burned to dust.

What was left after him was a transparent (soap?) bubble no bigger that a human. Inside of it, there was a puppet or an embryo, made of unrealistic white material, which could not be said to be matter, liquid, gas, some kind of self-sustained energy or simply a delusion. This unknown thing has a shiny string wrapped around it. That was a single, long (gold like?) blond hair of dubiously high quality. With the length of which must have been at least about two meters long. The puppet had on his (head?) a single line of (hairs?) [punkers hair-style - (číro) Cherokees (Indians)] in so surrealistic white color that one can think that the concept of color doesn't not exist for it, as if it was the colorless base of everything, ready to be colored by the artist paint brush.

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At this point the blond duo, who opened they eyes, had absolute confused expression as they for a moment was not been capable to process: What the fook is that.

"Wow, it's really crawling for attention."

"I am not hugging that thing."

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That confusion dint applies to Mugino and her green neutron beam struck the bubble. This time, bit by bit, the death ray which can burn through everything was finally drilling a hole into this shell, which was not anymore, an impenetrable shield. When he finally penetrated in, he hit the puppet whit punker hairs and the blonde hair-string.

The white thing didn't seem like the Meltdowner was able to burn through him. It was almost as if his physical base was not from atoms, and for that it dint's seem that fission of atoms in a neutron current (Meltdowner) can decompose it into basic physical particles. As if it the puppet was a substance that evades the law of physics similar to dark matter.

But the blond hair was another story, even when it was nearly a divine defense, as soon as it was burn to the point when he lost the rope binding grip around the puppet, at that moment, something that chained that (white?) thing was gone...

The puppet rupture and split like a balloon inflated with water. The shell bubble itself finally burst as if it were soap. Both of them dissolved/ disappeared into the wind.

The same was true for the statue of an archangel made of blond hair and all shaved mane, which dissolved into the wind very quickly. Just like a mirage of nightmare demon wittering into dust after was slayed.

Only the semi burnt remnant of the nearly golden hair slowly descended toward the ground, winding in the wind. Even if he didn't get too much attention with his slow graceful fall where he got this captivating shine from natural light, he got all the attention when he was engulfed in blue flames, which burned him to dust and even that dust burned to nothingness.

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Even though the ITEM team won, the pair of girls with berets has a devastated expression. Especially Frenda looked like she lost again. "Hey, that's what you call a demon. Any evidence burned along with it. So good luck to convince higher-ups whit only a testimony from the battle field."

Cinderella next has this shocked expression of revelation. "Hey, I hope it's just fatigue that speaking from me, but I firmly hope that the English woman of dubious age isn't an actual demon and someone else just tiring to blame her. Because otherwise everything will suddenly start to make sense. --In a not good way."

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Their conversation caught the attention of the central figure of their team. "Nice job girls, the moves you showed was just simply splendid. It's almost seems like you finally learned how to not slacking at the peak of the job." Mugino approached them whit a grin. But what overwhelm them was her glowing eye, that shine in green color like some demon's eye.

The blond duo was terrified when they turn theirs heads toward the woman. They only manage repeat some mantra in unison. "A demon in the form of an angel." A second latter they raised their palms towards the brunette, reciting prayer and exorcism in a melodic-singing voice. But even though their palms lit up for a moment with gentle glow... Nothing happened... No flames enveloped the woman. The brunette did not even beep in any pain and she continue to stand in front of them like a god looking down at the sinners... As seconds of silence were passing around, and the duo of Lolly's get stunned with a very silly face expression: While forcing a big smile, pretending innocence, drops of sweet were running down in ridiculous amount, the whole expression from them was something you get from a marathon level of exhibition. Frenda additionally got this nosebleed accompanied by second blood line coming from corner of her mouth.

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Mugino smirked in amusement. "Looks like another escape strategy just burned out. What a fun day." And she giggled.

The soldier who had witnessed the whole event, so to speak, from the first chair in theater, now standing behind the pair of girls, he was thinking aloud. "I wish everything could be solved this easily. A shooter, a tank, a mage, a cleric and a butler [peon, minion]. I see in this party a clear RPG pattern, but where's the tracker that was mentioned a little earlier? I got the feeling that none of the blond ladies are the tracker.

Shizuri's grin was instantly accompanied by a touch of madness. "She's probably flirting somewhere with a former butler who doesn't realize that she's mentally incapable of processing feelings he imagines that are between them, and they're both stuck in the Friend Zone. His digital girlfriend app giving him more romance that she can. But I'm more interested in what I have in front of me. Cleric you say?" She stabbed her gaze into Cinderella. "By the sole amount of too much retarded events and stuff that was going around lately like it was a new normal, no wonder we will start to use a lot of references." As the girls was too afraid to even move finger, they just sanded before her like a statures. But it was nearly as pressing down a physical pressure when Mugino redirected her gaze to Frenda. "Cleric is a fitting class name when even I can see how well you heal a mage who, until recently, was exclusively involved in explosive substances and cheap trick. But look at that, she's now a master magic trick performer." Somehow, Shizuri gets amused at the girl hiccup reaction, so she returns her gaze to Cinderella. "How about you show me a little more of that cleric stuff?"

This time it was the glass mage who had a hiccup reaction. But she grains her resolve and step forward the woman. Completely nervous she began the healing with her singing while touching the patient. However, the moment the blue glow spread from her hands throughout Shizuri's body, Cinderella jumped back like a frightened deer. "What do you have with your own body?! How come you're still on your feet?! I,-- I,--" She didn't even know what to do. "I'm not good enough at this spell to continue when I don't have an exact idea of what I'm doing. A- actually, it's not even my field, and this spell is just a first aid, it wont cure anybody." She suddenly jerks whit desperate expression.

Frenda tried stealthy to get out of the Mugino's field of vision, at first moment unnoticed, but it was in vain because the fifth Level, without even look at her, reached out and grabbed the blonde's head whit her prosthetic hand.

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For a moment, Mugino keep holding Frenda whit that cyborg hand, while still focused on the bio one. She tries to stretch her free hand and fingers a little bit. "Okay, that's enough for now." She skips the fascinating scene and whit satisfied face expression, once again: she takes both Lolly's under her armpits like a shepherd who simply has to take care of her sheep with berets. The two bloodies of course was showing some level of unhappiness but they for now give up. "So, where's Kinuhata?" She turned to the soldier, who was for moment looking around before he pointed across the square for a distant shop with broken display case main window. And there was no mistake that this shop and his building itself was so fashionable, as if that was a movie scenery set, that they just asking to get hit by a cannon ball, aka the Offense Armor user.