The Dreadful Paths of Vengeance: Finale

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Macabre: Well, Naishi... (got up) It seems we're fighting together once again.

Naishi: Don't believe in this... I take the idiot, you take the leader!

Macabre simply nodded. Before they could advance, however, they felt giant hands holding their backs. Raising both pirates with little effort, the body guard Marco threw them in the sea.

At least he tried.

A red high heel smashed his nose before he could do anything with the pirates. Marco dropped the mates and held his nose in pain.

Karen, wearing her training pants instead of the usual skirt, waved as she landed.

Karen: I guess you two owe me now, huh?

Without an answer, both ran to her and pulled her shoulders. Raising their arms, Macabre with a tonfa, Naishi with Busoshoku, they stopped Davrin de Livren's both swords.

Macabre: Left.

Naishi: I know.

In a jump, Naishi avoided Celt's kick from left.

That was just the time a sword pierced his right shoulder. Celt de Freas punched Naishi's stomach several times until the pirate could finally make a move.

Davrin, his right hand raised after throwing the sword, was punched several times in the face by his opponent.

Davrin: Well, well... Two fights, one ship. There's not enough space.

Macabre: Maybe one of us should fall in the sea?

Naishi smiled slightly. He had understood the message.

Marco: Hey! Don't forget about me!

Karen kicked the bodyguard's face one more time, sending him to the sea now.

Karen: I'm fighting too!

Macabre: No, dear niece, there's a thief you must catch. She's leaving the boathouse right now.

After the girl started following the dark figure, a moment of silence fell within the ship. The Harvent twins were already gone, even if no one noticed their disappearence.

When Davrin de Livren touched the well crafted sword over the wooden floor of the Claw, two battles began at the same time.

Alina DeMasque, the Cloaked Skull, stopped after crossing the street. She looked behind, staring the purple haired girl behind her behind the white ivory skull mask.

Alina: I'm sorry about what I've done to you. I tend to use people as paws, but don't get it wrong, it's not personal, the only use I made of your body was...

Suddenly a high heel shoe cracked the skull mask. The swordswoman approached the thief and removed the red thrown shoe from the skull mask.

Karen: (angry) What you said about my body?

Alina: Oh, yes, I guess you don't know yet... Wait, were you planning to chase me wearing these shoes?

Karen: I train sword fight with them everyday. Run is such a simple thing to do with these shoes. Remember I still have a sword... and you're very close to me. Now, talk!