Success. [Solo/Dalia]

Working on a bench, competely shirtless. Holding a terrifying blade over his lap. As he passed a whetstone at a precise angle across weapon's edge, movement was noticeable. The eye of the hilt began to roll back inside as it was stroked by the tool, returning to normal and blinking at the end of each pass. Eight wiped the side of blade against his thick craftman pants, leaving a small slice through the cotton twill.

Losing track of time while maintaining his new blade at the footsteps of a smith's forge. Eight would have to travel the streets in the dead of night with his new weapon. Around his waist, the tied sleeves of a singed and stained shirt. Eight kept the blade in hand, manuvering it like an amateur. His eyes lit up with hope.

Eight adorned himself in a golden drip, head to toe. A golden crown, with matching chain and rings, still topless. making himself the perfect victim hoping it might lead for an opportunity to test his new toy. Now flaunting his wealth, and his lack of skills he walked through the streets with a certain swagger, slowly spinning the blade in figure eights with little precision.

“But it’s boring here…” Dalia growled out in annoyance.
“I know but we still have some business to attend to here.” Her father replied sternly with a bit of irritation in his voice.
“What can you do here that you can’t do elsewhere?” Asked with groaned brows as the two glared each other down before her mother walked over with held up hands gently guiding the two away from each other.
“How about we go into the city and have some fun yah?” The mother offered as her father relaxed but Dalia still looked ready to fight.
“I would enjoy a trip into town.” Her uncle said standing up
“It’s not a town, it's a kingdom.” Another member of the tribe said rolling his eyes playfully at her uncle who shrugged.
“Large place with larger buildings, is it not the same thing?” He said playfully in return clearly knowing the difference but found the comment funny.

“Then collect your things everyone~ Time to go into the kingdom!” Her mother said happily as everyone gathered their things. Her mother gently kissed the top of her head gently gripping her hand and happily gripped her fathers and walked her way to the nearby kingdom with the others. The group of 6 including Dalia ventured around the kingdom causing some mistift as they ventured around though slowed up seeing a man looking rather vulnerable and robable. They all slowly shifted around the area before moving in towards the man to block him from all angles.

“Alright watch closely kiddo papa’s gonna show you some cool new ways to take down a nice rich nobleman~” Her father said proudly as Dalia rolled her eyes but stared focused on the man before them her eyes more on his weapon and its blade not wanting to let that thing anywhere near her.

“I already know how to steal from others' fathers, I doubt a nobleman would be much different.” She said with a bit of a huff. This made her father shake his head in disappointment in her reaction before her father, mother and uncle made the first move of all lunging forward in towards the man aiming to take him down quickly.

There seemed to be a small group of bandits stalking him. He kept an eye on them off the freshly polished Demon Blade. As Eight looked over his right shoulder, the eye on the demon blade stuttered back and forth, looking over the opposite side. As they finally lunged for an attack, the Ooze Overlord seemed to skate over the ground with a burst of unnatural speed, nearly at the level of a full fledged Fanalis.His feet glued the the ground this entire time.

With a wicked smile, Eight reached to his chest grasping at the pumpkin necklace. His hand infused the accessory with magoi. From behind the pumpkin, it seemed to illuminate, the jewelry's holes lit up with blue luminescence like a ghastly jack'o' lantern. From the orifices of the gourd, a cone of light brightened the field blinding Dalia's family. As they regained their sight, their visions would be filled with nightmarish halluciantions.

Eight would go after the other two. The demon blade in his hand growing excited from the action. Eight's feet glided across the floor as if by magic, using the demon blade as a sort of lance catching one of the Bandits by surprise, impaling him through the belly. The blade bisecting the man vertically. First, pulling the blade back through mans chest and through his head. Then fueling the demonic entity in his hands, and chopping vertically through the man once more with magic.But instead of cutting him in half... the blsde ended his pain. The man was no long bleeding, and as he was cut through his flesh was practically stitched back together.... undead. Eight pointed the blade as if giving his new beast orders to attack the other bandit.

Dalia rose a brow widening one eye as she saw the man suddenly burst forward with unnatural speed. She tensed at the unexpected power of their target. Her parents and uncle looking just as shocked, he wasn’t as fast as her parents or uncle but still faster than what they were expecting by far let alone without him lifting a foot from the ground. Dalia eyeing his smile then to his jewellery that glowed brightly before blending them all. Her parents and uncle shielding their eyes with their arms and hands stopping their movement as Dalia squinted her eyes shifting her face away from the light. What was that thing? Who was this guy?! Before it seemed like her parents and uncle started to panic and scream her parents seeming to scream about Dalia herself dying. Making dahlias face sadden and tear up a little.

While her uncle screamed in horror at his ex wife Karena. That woman gave anyone the right to be fearful… Dalia looking over to see the man then going over to the other two in the group And before she knew it his blade was deep inside one of them rage and tears filling her eyes ”NO!” She practically roared out he he cut him in half…. He he was alive no- The other member was alive? No he couldn't be after that. The banit that was left shook his head “No Hun no!” He dropped his weapon as the reanimated beast came at him. The bandit gripped his shoulders as tears rolled down his cheeks before he too would be killed by the reanimated beast.

Dalia looked between the gruesome site to her still panicking and freaking out parents and uncle. She had to do something, that bastard had to pay! She dashed forwards at her top speed towards the man with the blade as she let her pupils turn into slits and her teeth turn long sharp and needle like as she used her Bite Harder ability for 20 Stamina her eyes widened as she roared out in rage towards him going in to bite at him if she could.. Anywhere where really. Tears rolling down her cheeks as she did so.

While he was pointing the blade, towards the last adult... a little one came after him? A child of the group, able to see the fanalis traits in her strength and ferocity, just like he was. Dalia would feel her teeth sink in to his arm, but it was almost... flexible, making it hard for her to get a real deep bite. However, Eight free arm palmed against his forehead... the memory of his own childhood, seeing his parents it all came rushing back to him. The slaver had little remorse and used that free fist to drive his kunckles to her nose, hopefully that would be enough of a distraction to get her off and to let him finish the job.

The zombified bandit took on his ex-partner with incredible strength. They grappled momentarily when the reanimated bandit simply ripped the arm off of his friend, blood spilling and spurting and the air filled with his scream until he fell into a lifeless shock.

"Grab the girl, I want to show her something." Eight looked down at the girl, as the man who was just part of her group restrained her with A-tier strength. A hand on the back of her head, keeping her pinned against the floor and the other hand, keeping her arms behind her back. Eight walked off to gather a weapon he was storing around the corner.

A huge scythe, with a pumpkin at the top. Eight winding up a swing aiming it from a far distance at the girls family. As he infused Magoi into the scythe, it shimmered for a second. Behind the upward swing a trail of ice traced the blades path, with ever increasing crystal of ice, reacing 20 meter away, catching the three of them in a single line.

The nightmares they were experiencing would not end, but the ice encasing their legs, all the way up to their knees caused instant frost bite. the color of their legs fading quickly. Now they were trapped in ice, umable to escape their imaginary fears.

"They are going to lose their legs, but if you come with me, and promise never see your family again..." Eight looked at her to judge her response, thinking of how he was indoctrinated. "I won't kill them." The ice along their feet showed no signs of melting and the converted Zombies strength was nearly impossible for her to be able to escape.

She bit down onto his harm the best she could too angry to realized the flexible aspect in it as she just gripped as hard as she could onto his arm She growled at him when he palmed her forehead before she was decked right in the nose making her gasp loosening her grip enough to release his arm though as she stumbled a bit she smiled touching her nose that let out a bit of blood from the blow. He hit hard. This only made her angerier after knowing he portrayed some sort of positive feeling to her though a hit after what he had just don't to her family. She looked over as her features shifted back to normal hearing the screaming and all the blood. ”You’re not gonna show me anything butt wipe!”

She growled out trying to fight against the gripping strength but failing to as she was pinned to the floor then her arms being locked in place behind her. She struggled and kicked her legs growling as she glared at the man who they had targeted with nothing but hate. Her eyes going wide as she saw him grabbing a scythe and aiming it at her family. ”No… NO!” She screamed and panicked now. Tears streaming down her face as she saw them getting encased in ice by their legs as they kept fighting against their fears. She watched them trembling in anger as he explained their situation… She was being taken away again… and if she didn’t let it happen shed have to watch them die…

She clenched her teeth as she held her eyes shut for a moment as tightly inhaling deeply as she could before letting out a sorrow filled Fanalis Roar at C Tier that would stun her immediate enemies within 3 meters of her. She tried to push back against the beast that was once one of her family members but even stunned, his strength was unwavering. She sobbed for a few moments on the ground before starting to growl again glaring at the man she wanted to kill him so badly but...even leggless her parents had to live… ”Fine…” She grumbled out sniffing back some discolored snot that had some blood in the mix from her previous hit she took.

She looking over to her family one last time sadly…. They had come to town because she complained about being bored… they had to deal with so much all due to things regarding her… maybe this was for the best… either way it didn't matter now… ”I love you all… goodbye…” She whispered softly knowing the only people who could hear it were too lost in their own nightmares to hear her. But she wanted to say it nonetheless. She WOULD say goodbye this time. Even if none of them could hear it. She looked over to the man again coldly waiting to be let up so they could go.