Well, being slowly lowered into a mass of writhing, pulsating tentacles, glistening with lubricating slime and swollen with alien lust was better than this, but this was definitely in her top ten list.
Her golem armor had lots of features, including a voice amplification crystal. Arisa had managed to wheedle Master and grandfather Mishima into adding that when they removed or replaced most of her offensive systems at the city council’s request.
“Hey! You up there! You are hereby ordered to descend and submit to physical and mystical binding.” Arisa thought for a moment. “And a cavity search.” Arisa thought a little more. “And I want you to keep any tentacles you have where I can see th…”
The golem armor had supernatural durability as well as the strength and hardness of the steel that went into its construction, so it was undamaged by the crimson bolt that exploded in front of it. Arisa was, however, knocked on her shapely metal rear. Kyoko responded by hurling a pair of heavy balls linked by a chain. As usual, when not being egged on by Arisa, she was responsible enough to angle them so they would land elsewhere within the compound should they miss. This was fortunate as the floating figure flickered out of the way of the whirling spheres.
Arisa was back on her steel legs in moments. She remembered seeing this thing walk through a wall as it made off with Tenchi (and his throbbing tentacle) so she didn’t bother with the purely physical restraints. Her armor, along with the molded features of a female anatomy and armor also had a small “backpack” built into it that held weapons. She ejected a ball of twine and paper into her right palm, and then threw it at her target, pulling on one trailing thread as it left her hand. It expanded into a net studded with ofuda wards as it flew through the air. If Arisa had seen more of the earlier fight with Nuku Nuku throwing rocks, she might not have bothered. The net was cut to pieces as it tried to enfold its target.
A light shower of red sparks sprayed the two golem-gladiators, detonating noisily on their armor and kicking up sprays of dirt from the ground. Over the noise a voice with a harsh edge it shouted, “I’m Ryoko! RYOKO! Demon of the Masaki shine, Queen of Destruction, not ‘Hey y…’ Hey!” The self-identified demon was forced to dodge as Arisa returned fire with a green beam from her armor’s right hand. This was followed by a blue beam from the left hand, and Kyoko joined in with identical weaponry. Arisa and Kyoko ran away from each other, firing green and blue beams alternately. Their beams required a few seconds between each shot, but they made effective use of their crossfire. Ryoko’s leg was encased in ice by a blue beam that clipped her as she dodged a green one. A green one made her arm go numb as she was distracted by breaking free of the ice. The two on the ground did not get away with this unscathed. Their armor stood up under the barrage from above, but not without sustaining dents and other minor damage. There was also some collateral damage, mostly from Arisa’s missed shots when Ryoko swooped low. Kyoko exercised more caution in such cases, but her partner left a few spectators paralyzed or encased. The other spectators, familiar with the effects of Arisa’s erratic fire discipline from previous incidents, took this inadvertent audience participation as just another part of the show. The unfortunate ones were propped up and put into service, chilling drinks in the case of the ice-encrusted and serving as the center of new games and entertainment in the case of the temporarily limp.
Ryoko had noted the reduction in incoming fire when she swooped low, and did so again. She skimmed the ground, zigzagging and leaving a half-dozen onlookers, who had been ogling her rear as she sped away from them, incapacitated as she evaded Arisa’s shots. The red golem-mech ceased fire as Ryoko slammed into it’s abdomen with her left shoulder, also leaving a line of glowing metal down the armor’s arm with the sword in her right hand. The impact drove Arisa backward, and then they began to pick up speed as Ryoko tried to follow through.
While this battle had been raging, Tenchi had been regretting and trying to deal with the unforeseen consequences of his past actions. Not just releasing Ryoko, but more recent actions as well.
“Natsume-Sensei, there’s a demon blowing up your yard!”
“What, again? Do the girls know about it yet?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’m sure they can handle it.”
The hilt, which had bound Ryoko in the cave for so long, lay on the table where Tenchi had left it. Unfortunately, he had left it with Natsume Kyusaku, master of the mystic arts and obsessive genius. Tenchi had done this to focus the sorcerer’s attention on something while the young man got in some quality time with his instructor’s slaves. Ryoko had interrupted the quality time, but the other part of the plan had worked beyond Tenchi’s expectations.
“I really need Yosho’s sword back.”
“Yes Tenchi, I know it’s a family heirloom. You’ll get it back unharmed.”
Kyusaku had drawn a circle of runes around it on the table that were now glowing and preventing Tenchi from reclaiming it. Tenchi hoped it would work without the blade (a blade he had accidentally destroyed in the course of making other catastrophic errors) but finding out first required access to the relic.
“You don’t understand, I need it now. That’s the Masaki shrine demon out there.”
“Really? I’ll want to study her as well.” Kyusaku clapped Tenchi on the back. “I must do something to thank you for bringing all this by for me. Would you like a nymph to take home with you? A succubus with the proper safety spells? Something furry for cuddling?”
Tenchi was a healthy young man who had been to the brink of release a couple of times in the last hour, without actually getting there. Even under crisis conditions, his mind wandered a bit at the possibilities presented. Unfortunately his silence as visions of the proffered playmates danced through his head allowed Kyusaku’s mind to wander back to his actions with Yosho’s hilt. By the time Tenchi returned from mentally test-driving a few supernatural beauties, the conjurer had added candles to the table and set up some lenses that made Tenchi’s eyes water if he looked at them directly.
“I really think it would be a good idea to give your girls some help.”
“I’m not worried, my girls are professionals. Also, your demon should be running on empty. Those gems there aren’t just decoration my boy, you are looking at a phenomenal power source here.” Kyusaku held up both a copy of a scroll Tenchi recalled seeing at the temple, and a well-worn copy of Masaki Manga Vol. 1. “Three gems for power, don’t you know.”
Tenchi had known but he hadn’t recalled it until it was mentioned. The recent memory of a similar gem on a slender wrist, glowing just before a blast was hurled in his direction, flashed through his mind. Knowledge of the demon’s weakness filled him with new confidence. So much so that he laughed saying, “Sure, we can beat her. It’ll be easy!”
Tenchi’s declaration was interrupted as the house shuddered to a booming thud and the sound of splintering wood and ringing metal. A couple lesser echoes of that sound and shuddering occurred within a heartbeat of the first. Then a section of the sliding partitions separating the library from the surrounding rooms burst inward. A 10-ft tall scarlet vision of armored curves flew backwards through the room, grappling with and propelled by a smaller but equally lovely vision of pink flesh and cyan hair. The pair cut a swath across a corner of the room, crushed a small desk in their path, started a few small fires with the glowing energy blade sticking out of the knot of limbs, and exited through another rice paper screen. Their departure was followed by more sounds of destruction, and more shaking of the building.
“You see,” said Kyusaku as small sprites appeared and extinguished the flames with summoned showers, “Arisa has everything in hand.” He flipped a few pages in the manga he was holding. “Your demon doesn’t look much like her picture does she?”
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