Art Gallery [Dungeon]

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Once the demons were vanquished with relative ease, Maria stabbed the earth with her Demon Weapon and leaned against it. She was noticeably tired with a need to get a breather for a moment. There was a canvas in front of them to use, but then she began to talk.

The Knight for the first time ever since he had stepped in the Domain, holding it under his left arm so he could take a better look at the Nun. She had been almost overrun and surrounded by demons, yet she managed to hold herself together long enough for support to arrive.

"I have been looking forward to fight by your side again, Sister. It seems like we will get to do it today!" He expressed a big grin on his face, though there was still the issue of the missing princess. "Is she the troublesome one you spoke of, Sister?" He'd approach her first and whisper it in her ear, needles to say this turn of event angered him, he really wanted to have a talk with the Princess himself but perhaps he was not the best person to solve this issue.

While he waited, Albrecht would be polishing Lamina Sanctus, to keep her ready for the next conflict.

"You really seem to care about Maria, it almost makes me jealous. Almost, i'm still bound to you." The Angel Blade communicated with it's user. "I wish i could talk to her, at least once, think you could play the 'translator'?"

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"So princess Lisa is causing trouble again." Athena said as she wiped some dust from her outfit "I wish I could say I was surprised but irresponsibility is in her nature. Still, it's a good thing you are alright Maria, though I imagine you would have no problem defeating those demons yourself." Having seen Maria fighting before Athena had concluded that she was the most well trained of the cadets. "Enough talking though, we have some work to do. Allow me to restore some of your lost stamina"

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It wasn't shocking at all how pathetically easy it was to dispatch the demons. They cajoled themselves into thinking they were physical gods overflowing with power no "mere" human could match, but for all their respect for might, every last one of them had none on their own. Once they couldn't overwhelm Maria with numbers anymore they were no match for her or any other Cadet; they were just pitiful, feral abominations whose insistence on violence predictably led to a foregone conclusion.

However much she detested and scoffed at them though, she was still relieved to see Maria come out of the battle safely. She didn't believe any other conclusion was possible for the struggle, but on a purely instinctual and emotional level the triumph brought solace nonetheless. "Like Shiina said nothing to worry about. You'll be happy to know the hostage has been escorted out of the domain. I thought there'd be more, but we haven't come across any others so far... not that I'm complaining of course. I wouldn't wish that kind of fate on anyone."


Although speaking of Lisa, hearing Athena talk about her so flippantly felt... odd. She wasn't sure how to take it, especially after the princess's failure to apprehend Alice. Needless to say, Cecilia didn't hold her on the level of the queen or Julius, but she'd expect the child of a goddess to be able to at least handle herself. Maybe she hadn't seen her in action yet, but from what she heard and believed in it seemed incredibly implausible that anyone who had a right to call themselves a Lamecia could be as problematic as the exasperated tones seemed to indicate. "Maybe this is somehow the work of the Painter? She should have at least been responding if everything was alright on her end. No use in speculating when we can go see for ourselves though, right?"

Cecilia would approach the canvas without hesitation and prepare to enter through it. The second everyone was ready and she got her orders she'd hop in without a second thought. Wherever it led, she wasn't concerned in the slightest... perhaps because she wouldn't allow herself to be worried in the first place.

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She found her languid limbs recovering with Shiina's and Athena's help. The Cadet took the time to experimentally flex her fingers. There was strength returning to her and it was something she could work with despite her persistent debilitating condition. She locked and loaded her Demon Weapon before settling to get the whole team moving. A small smile flit across her features at Albrecht. He was reliable and strong, like the rest of the Cadets. She was glad that a fellow member of the Church was actually living up to expectations. Cecilia's reassurances added to that. But despite it, she still found herself grimacing on the topic. "Cecilia's right, we shouldn't waste time. We still need to catch up with her. Come on, we should get going."

She beckoned them to head over to the canvas to take them to the next area as she headed out first.


When they finally arrived, the area was noticeably darker than usual. It wasn't pitch dark, but the lack of lighting was evident and it was still visible enough to walk around without the obstructing darkness. But there was something going on ahead. Like moments before, there was the sound of clashing echoing in the halls. Maria motioned the rest of the Cadets onward with her weapon at the ready. If they followed her, they would soon find themselves at another wide clearing. Lo and behold...


Lisa was fighting the Demon Painter, but it was at that moment when the clash finally reached its climax. She was thrown back to the wall with another attack. It wasn't enough to knock her out, but it knocked the wind out of her. The Psyche-Terrorist may have followed it up, but he noticed the rest of the Cadets finally arrived near by the Princess once Maria fired a couple of rounds at him, forcing him to Accel backwards to dodge them. He had scornful smirk on his face. But that didn't stop him from hopping towards a nearby couch to sit on as the momentum of his movement carried him there while his eyes were still trained on the party. He was far relaxed with a leg crossed over another, as if he didn't break a single sweat from fighting with Lisa alone. That even brought more enmity from the Princess, with little doubt to him. But it gave him something to smile about despite being surrounded.


The teasing tone in his voice was relatively genuine. But in the artist in him was quite different. This entire domain was his home and to have it all thrashed to pieces was no shorter than infuriating. He wasn't going to let them get out of here alive, that's for sure. He gave a pointed look at Maria who aimed the gun at him after pulling Lisa back on her feet. The Princess re-adopted her stance with a glare in her face as Maria said, "We have you surrounded, Demon Painter. Surrender or suffer the consequences."

The balls on this Cadet bitch. Admittedly they were able to scour through his entire domain without a hitch. But that didn't matter to him, they were just canon fodder anyway. He scoffed back at her with derision, "Seriously? You're giving me that "mercy" bullshit? C'mon, I bet you're just willing to pull that trigger right now. Gotta be on the right side. Being so self-less and all that. Gotta bring justice to the bad guys, right? Ha ha ha... Bullshit."

"Abducting people and harming them is your kind of justice?" Maria almost spat the question back at him. She was borderline on the point of simply attacking anyway.

The smile began to fall from his face, as if annoyed by the response himself. But it returned with a more grim curve. "This asshole you saved was plagiarizing artwork as his own and made the entire art community ostracize them as plagiarists instead. Do you know how much talent was lost and misused for a sack of shit like him? Do you even know the number of people who killed themselves because of him? You really think someone like him deserves to be protected?"

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He swung his paintbrush to both sides of himself. Splatters of paint stained the floor. Something began to rise out from the puddles. A kind of canvas stood there stoically as two other morph-like blobs stood near him. Once they finally rose from the ground, they were eager and ready to begin the battle.

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105 Wind Damage at Albrecht from Painter, my bad.