The ladies with the distorted faces were strong. Or at least they appeared so when they had their grip on Sunny and the other men.
With the masked sword wielding figure however, they were almost pitiful. She moved gracefully, her blade's faint glow tearing through the air and slicing down the ladies with remarkable precision and ease.
The battle as a whole lasted no more that twenty five seconds. To Sunny, however, it felt like an eternity, lying helpless on the ground, frantically holding on, hoping the masked figure could do anything.
He doubted, but it was good to hope.
Part of him begged for release, begged that this eternity of torture would cease.
But Sunny was not one to be ordered about, not even by the pleas of his of his own body.
Sunny defied his body's will.
Once the last of the ladies was decapitated, they went up into smoke, leaving the group's lifeless corpses splayed on the ground.
"Anymaly G-14L, terminated," the figure said, finally coming to a stop from the constant moving she was subjected to while dealing with the ladies.
The street light above her flickered.
Sunny hallucinated, or at least he thought.
The figure that had just saved him was claded in what could only be described as a shroud shroud of darkness. It flowed freely in the air with each motion.
The blade that the figure held vanished with a faint glow.
The mask, acreation that sucked in light and had tentacles horn like extentions, which flowed up in the air.
It was Luna.
Hallucinations, that's what these are.
A breeze tore through his revealed insides, forcing a wheeze out of him.
Luna turned, a glow later, her blade rematerialised.
She was nothing like the Luna from back in the house. No, this one had a cold air to her, a dark presence of sorts. She had saved him, but she was miles beyond the ladies when it came to fear factor.
One mistake and you wouldn't even know you died. That was the coldness she brought with her.
"Is this Sunny?" Moonlight was almost unnoticeable to Sunny. All his attention was on Luna.
"Talk about lucky," she said, holding out her hand. A phial materialised - a small thing, almost a finger's size. In it was a glowing liquid. A liquid that was poured on Sunny.
The coldness of the liquid forced a gasp out of him.
Then came the pain. A burn unlike any other. He screamed. He didn't have the strength, but he did.
His flesh was being forced to remake itself at speeds that weren't meant to be possible for the human body.
The system spoke, but its voice was drowned out by his screams.
At the moment, his body was doing something that wasn't meant to be doable, and he was paying the price.
Time seemed to slow, just so he could suffer the agony a bit more.
His body moved, writhing in pain and eventually forcing him on all fours, as if trying to escape the pain.
A moment later it all snapped to a stop. No more pain, only an inexplainable calmness.
Tears, sweat, saliva, mucus, it all dripped from Sunny's body, meeting the ground beneath him, almost as if also trying to escape the pain he had just been subjected to.
Sirens wailed at the distance.
A great weakness overcame Sunny, but before he landed on the ground a hand reached for him, followed by a warm cloth covering him.
What followed were but mere flashes.
Sunny woke with a scream. The scene played on repeat in his head like a broken recorder.
He reached for his chest. There was no sign of the skin being torn.
It felt too real to be a dream. It couldn't have been a dream.
It wasn't, he was sure of it.
The bed He lay on was drenched in sweat.
He got to his feet but then fell almost immediately.
Moonlight immediately ran into the room alongside Luna.
They reached for Sunny. He flinched back. He remembered Luna's form from back in the street. She seemed to flicker from that form and back to normal before him.
He saw her holding out her glowing blade, as though readying to slay him as she had done to the creatures.
"Sunny," Luna said, as if the name in itself was a whole statement.
His heart raced no less.
"We should probably just get to wiping," Luna said with a sigh, reaching out into the air.
When the glow began Sunny tried pulling back further, but he wasn't strong enough.
A larger phial materialised in Luna's hand, about the side of a fist.
"Sunny, normal people aren't allowed to know about system users, we'll have to wipe you, again."
Again? What did she mean again?
"Again?"
"Yea, first time was back in the party, you ran into something you weren't supposed to see," Moonlight commented.
"He won't remember even if you tell him, what's the use?" Luna asked, uncapping the phial. From it a blue smoke flowed out.
"System users?"
"That's what she said," Moonlight rolled her eyes as she said.
"Just drink this, it's safe," Luna held the phial out for him, "It'll make you forget last night."
Whatever had happened was real. The revelation hit him like a train. He was to die. Whatever those things were, they were real.
Something churned in his gut and threatened to crawl up his throat and burst out.
With a big gulp, he swallowed the liquid that was in the phial.
The blue screen appeared before Sunny yet again, bold words flashing on it.
Common artefact:
*Grade A memory prtion*
Description:Memory wipe portion for non. system users.
Effectiveness: Null.
Err: **Cannot work on system users.**
"Did it work?" Moonlight looked to Luna.
"It can't fail, system products never fail."
Sunny looked up at the two ladies. Luna had a distinctive glow to her, her skin downright perfect.
They faced each other and turned to leave.
"Hey, it...kinda didn't work."