Confused by this feature, Maria threw her hands up in frustration, "And who the hell is she?! One of yours, sentinel?!"

  Alpha Crucis didn’t answer because she didn’t want to talk to her.

  Luckily, Maria took that as a sign, "No, okay. Who is she, Kenny?"

  "How the hell should I know?! I'm getting my ass kicked over here, and you are just standing there like an oak! Get over here and help me!" Lord Caliber complained.

  "You bit that off; now chew on it. And besides, I'm retired. I told your stupid ass to run, but here we are!" Maria said as she listened to the mysterious woman, "Now, on to you--! You know what, fuck it. I'm too tired and hurt by being by a fucking hurricane! Just get the hell out of here!" she dismissed.

  "It is my business to be here," the mysterious woman stated while showing her credentials. "Stygian Society, and you are causing havoc on my post!"

  "A Daemon Knight," Maria clarified. "Well, as you can see, a Crucis Sentinel has left the reservation!" She accused.

  "You mean her beating the living shit out of a serial kidnapping rapist." The mysterious woman shrugged. "Yeah, I think anybody would say she is doing God's work."

  “And what you know about God, demon?!” Lord Caliber defended.

  "I saw firsthand what you do to women and children like me in her little meat markets. That you made a game out of my suffering!" The woman said.

  She was unrecognizable before, her being taller with high heels, but Maria was a master of recognizing faces. This realization made her irate, "Oh my God, you're that same woman that I gave to Raphael!"

  “What?!” Lord Caliber shrieked.

  "I told him to get rid of her! Why is she still alive, and where in the blue fuck is he, Kenny?!" Maria demanded.

  "How my supposed to know where that cross-dressing faggot is? I'm not his daddy?" Lord Caliber argued.

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  "Oh, you mean Ralphie? And please stop calling me a demon. I am not a demon. I am a wiccan, Malefica Obscura. But you can all call me Apinae.” Her using her new alias.

  "Bennett. Your name is Marco Bennett. And you were part of Halberstam's roundtable as a scout..." Maria clarified as she shook her head. "Idiots. Idiots surround me."

  “Like we were supposed to know, she was a part of the society, Auntie.” Lord Caliber defended.

  "Shut the fuck up!" Maria shouted at him. "And you, Bennett! What did you do to that poor boy?!" She demanded.

  Apinae acted dumbfounded as she played along, "Well, holy mommy, I didn't kill him. And you have to worry about taking good care of him. Because I am." She even stroked her lower region with a moan. "He's also been caring for me since I met him."

  This revelation horrified Maria as she looked away and discussed with tears running down her face as there was only one possibility of Raphel’s outcome.

  “No! You violated him!” she breathed out as she began to sob.

  This was the first time Lord Caliber saw her aunt cry for anyone. She didn't even cry for her sister, her husband, her people, or even him. Not even his father, who was brutally murdered years ago. Instead, she cried an effeminate boy who had proved nothing to her or anyone.

  It is obvious; this was motherly love, and she was heartbroken.

  Obviously, for someone like Lord Caliber, it was too far gone with his emotions, though it was humorous.

  "You mean to tell me you would cry for that two-bit faggot but not for your own family?" Lord Caliber scoffed. "You mean to tell me you hate me that much--?!"

  "That boy was innocent! Innocent! The only crime that he committed was being different! He had his problems, but he was still a good boy!" Maria reflected. Then, her sadness turned into anger towards Lord Caliber. "I would be surprised if you didn't entice him that night. So what did you tell him? Did you know about the ghost stories of the wiccan?"

  "And what if I did? Fuck him!" Lord Caliber admitted.

  Apinae giggled, “Damn, this is better than Hulu Plus!”

  "Can it, bitch! Oh! I got it now! You're going to talk me into a coma, Auntie? Besides, that's all you women are fucking good at--"

  Taking his eye off his opponent is one thing, but completely ignoring their existence is another, which would cost him his life. With his back turned, Alpha Crucis saw the opportunity to stab him in the back and right through his chest, claiming victory.

  His blood quickly drained from his body; his lung pierced by its user's cold, unforgiving steel. Trembling in fear, he feels his life slipping away and his body gradually running cold. Feeling his arms numb, his S&T Motiv K12 felt heavier than usual as it slipped out of his hands and onto the ground.

  Earning this victory, Alpha Crucis added insult to injury by whispering in his ear, possibly for the last time, "Blood for blood. Your insurmountable debt has been paid today, my Lord."

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