Lucia and the Puppy (FadeReaper)

The five Holy Knights, otherwise known as the Five Templars, had been tasked by humanity to defend against the monster threat. Gifted with the elemental powers of fire, water, earth, and wind, the Templars destroyed any beast within their path, paving a way for human civilization to thrive. As the Templars grew old, they created academies to train the next generation. One bright student was selected from each school, and would become the generational Templar.

No one exactly knows why there can only be a limit of Five Templars, nor were their powers originated from. The Templars were so vital to human survival, yet the humans knew little about it. Ancient scrolls speaking of their origins were lost in the never ending war against monsters.

Lucia was one of the new generational Templars. Having been trained at Mystwood Academy, the old Templar saw her as the most potent. It had been a year or so since her indoctrination, and slaying monsters was a simple chore for her.

She was sent up a quiet mountainside littered with pine trees to clear out monsters for a human establishment. Creating a town off the base of the mountain would increase trade profits of many local towns. But, Lucia wasn't too interesed in economic stuff. "Boooring~" The knight yawned as she ran her trusted sword, the Fragarch through the throat of a demon. She brought her sword up and calmly hoisted it against her shoulder. Then... some ruffling noises were heard in the nearby bush. "Another monster? Come out now, why don't you?"

The creature was only watching as he looked about, standing in cover as he saw kinsmen being felled by a strange young vixen of a warrior. How pompous, she thinks just with her pitiful facade of faux magic, she can best the more cunning of beasts that reside in the more ancient places of the world? He had never wished to exit his home, but this mountainside was nearby his own ancient hovel, a ruin that was once the residence of a mighty Temple, but now lay in ruins. However, that was beside the point.

It was their proximity to his lair that drove him to quarrel with the invaders of his home, and when he saw that many other monsters were being dispatched, he knew it was only a matter of time till they found him. Elemnath rationalized it would be in his best interests to dispatch her, no, that was not in his best interests. He needed to show her, and any like her that any false sense of power was as baseless as the aggressive conquest of all lands in the name of their own kinsmen.

So when she finally found him, beckoning to him in challenge, she would hear the rustling of foliage as a mighty force leapt through them. She could see something strange, nothing like the ugly and knobby creatures that Lucia had been slaying left and right before.

No, this was a tall and majestic looking beast. A dog of sorts, with a fur coat of a dark purple that almost seemed to glitter. He had a series of thick appendages that curled against his head to form a mane, and with golden eyes fixed on her. The tall beast looked down as he was now on the exact opposite side and with the side of his body facing her, baring large fangs in his mouth he would let them flare wide until he finally ceased and would speak openly.

"Strange, a young girl like you being the inspiration for such a ruckus. It is a pity, but your little rampage is at an end." He said as he turned to face her head on, a large paw setting in the ground as he dug up dirt with it and was anticipating the need to leap again at her. He would keep his magic in reserve, he was confident he wouldn't need it for this.

Lucia's eyebrows raised when she had sensed that the monster behind the bushes was not a mere minion. She slid her left foot back, grinding it against the dirt ground and held her sword out in a defensive position. Her emerald eyes remained focused on the bush and when the monster would attack. She held her sword up in reaction to the springing monster, only to notice a fairly majestic looking beast. Was it some sort of god sent down from heaven? No... The blonde knight could sense evil intentions in the beast.

She turned quickly to face the violet-coated dog. When the monster stated that her reign of terror was over, Lucia scoffed. "I don't think you're in a position to talk, mutt." She got into a battle-ready position. "I'll be sure to hoist up your head above my fireplace. It's not every day that I find a monster like you."

Suddenly, a strong wind slammed into the side of the creature, hoping to push it off balance. "I am the Templar of Wind... Lucia." She pointed her sword at him. Another gust of wind blew in from the other side at the monster. "And what is your name, mutt?"

He could feel the building of a breeze which built into a gust of wind, and her use of the word mutt was becoming tiresome to listen to. So when the winds came bellowing down against his imposing form, he dug clawed paws into the ground. His body dragging against the dirt as he felt it blast against his side, which caused him to lower his body so as to provide less surface area for the wind to strike against and to falter on his body. He would look at how she acted when conjuring the winds, it was strange that she needed not channel anything to utilize it. This caused his eyes to narrow, maybe that meant she wasn't actually focusing enough to handle a frontal assault.

A long, and almost snake like tongue withdrew from his mouth, lapping at his lips as he mused to himself just what he wished to do to his prey. Yes, she would survive this encounter, if only to fall victim to him in another way. So with his body closing low to the ground with his mane tucking along the form of his body now instead of arching over his neck, this was to make him more low to the dirt ground.

He pulled on his front right paw and started to rush forward, stance low in opposition toward her body. Contrary to his size, Lucia would find that the creature was indeed rather fast. The breeze however would cause him to slow his movements just a little, he needed to ensure that he had footing with each step but he still managed to move with decent speed. His purple fur shimmering as he tried to move around her to impose her between him and her gust attack, this was to hopefully use her own ability to throw her off balance instead. When he had her in proper position, he would leap forward, a hard head thrusting forward to strike at her but ready to dodge a blow of her sword in case his tactic didn't work.

Lucia kept her eyes on the monster. She took into account every detail that the monster had done to repress her attack. Its strength was commendable. She would have to be weary of that. And she was sure that the beast was not slow either. It had a large body, but it had previously leaped up into the air above her just moments ago. A bad move for the monster to reveal its abilities. She looked disgusted when the monster revealed its tongue. "Gross... Too bad for you, I won't be your dinner."

The knight's suspicions were confirmed when it charged at her. She was fully ready to strike the monster as it got closer. However, it began to move around her. Damn, did he figure it out?! Lucia thought to herself. The winds blew through the field, allowing her to figure out the monster's precise location without even having to turn. Then, as if the gust had 'spoken' to her, she used her wind to push her at the last moment to avoid the beast's attack. Lucia had to keep her eyes on the beast. It was the only way she could evoke the wind to attack it. Otherwise, she would have to rely on dodging like she did just moments ago. If she did play the dodging game, she would easily get tired out. She would have to attack it.

"Not bad, mutt. Not bad at all." She grinned. Lucia pressed most of her weight on her toes. There, she exploded forward at the beast in a sprint. The blonde knight called for the wind to increase her speed even more. She oriented her sword to pierce the beast upon contact, if it hit. "Checkmate!" She yelled out.

She got closer but she would have to realize, that his eyes were not blind to her attack, it was a simple task of taking himself out of the path of her travel. He would jump into the air behind him this time, taking a small flight by the sheer strength of his leg muscles sending him bounding into the air. He would smirk and say with arrogance to her, "you need to do more than just be offensive, you need to watch where you are going and think where 'I' can go. Really, it must be nice to be a simple minded animal such as yourself, just charging into things and hoping for the best." He would start to descend, no doubt his magic was allowing him to slow his fall to give him that time to chide her. As he fell though, his next spell came to fruition.

His hair started to stand on end, and parts of his body began to fray and split as his body seemed to be growing hair on it and the hair that he grew at a rapid pace began to take shape.

She wasn't just face to face with one now, there were at least four creatures like him that appeared not to be just illusions, but appear to have be split from himself. Although the reality of his illusion spell would take a truly skilled eye to see, he needed to bait his trap and soon they were all charging at her. Attempting to take her from different angles this time, she couldn't focus on them all if they tried to divert her ability to keep all of them in sight. But now, something else came into view, during the whole ritual that caused them to split. A hole appeared, just where Elmanath landed! It was a hole in the dirt ground, it most definitely must be a trap of some sort.

All the while, the reality of four mighty canines surrounding her from all four directions maintained. And they started to close in on her slowly.

The knight probably assumed the monster would display its versatility. "Don't think you can dodge that easily!" She roared, and called for even more wind to stop her forward momentum and shoot her up into the sky. Then, the monster began to morph. "W-what?!" She had panicked for a moment and stopped her upward momentum. Instead, she fell to the ground as fast as she could and made distance between her and the monster before it had the chance to literally flatten her.

A single bead of sweat trickled down the templar's cheek. Her breathing had increased significantly. "You're the fool." She scoffed when the multiple beasts came at her. She had called for the wind's aid again. Immediately, she could feel the four beasts with the wind. It was a strange way of describing it, but it allowed her to find out that most likely, none of them were the true beasts. She didn't even need to look at the beasts when they all charged at her. The wind beckoned to her demands, and instructed her to dodge at the right moment. She gracefully side-stepped the first, second, then third attack. However, she was not as accurate when the fourth attacked, and she managed to get hit by the beast.

The blonde knight flew backwards until a tree had regretfully stopped her momentum. Her back slammed against the bark, and she let out a groan of pain. But there wasn't any time to complain. She pushed herself off the trunk of the tree and held the large sword with both her hands. The girl's delicate shoulders raised and lowered, signifying that increased usage of the wind was taking a toll on her. "W-what are your demands, you beast?" She asked. The monster had not even revealed its name.

He grinned as he could see the toll of the wind's effects draining her reserves, but as she stood face to face with the four illusions she would realize the clones were physical and able to strike. So the four prowled on her closer and soon, the trap would be sprung from beneath Lucia. She would hear rumbling, and as soon as she did the four beasts that were attacking her before rushed in. The attempt was to keep her by that tree as the true beast finally made his attack, the soil underneath Lucia began to loosen as something burrowed closer. It finally popped up just as the four beasts were pouncing upon her, and she could see his mane of tendrils unfurled and they started to latch onto her legs and try to restrain her in their strong grip.

All the while he forced himself out of the ground, trying to keep her pinned down while his clones would aid his endeavor to keep her restrained under his strong grapple. He had only used two spells thus far, and it was enough to handle this aggravating Knight, he could only hope. His own clone spell was hard to maintain, he had to conclude this quickly or he would have to hide and think of a new plan. So with tentacles striking about and grabbing for any part of her body they could, he hoped to capture her so he could force her surrender and have the prize he so desperately wanted right now. "Well, if you are so nice to ask for my demands. I will assume that means you have been defeated, first I would like a formal surrender from you." He requested, he needed to hear her say it.

Lucia was wondering where the real monster had gone. But she had to worry about these illusions that seemed to be very much real. She gritted her teeth and tried to keep track of all four monsters. She sent a wind blowing at the beasts, and used her sword as a shield to repel the beasts. Surely, the real monster wouldn't wait around for her to tire out... or maybe it had noticed that the Holy knight was already tired.

She got ready for another counter-attack, only to look down to feel something wrap around her legs. "H-huh?!" She awkwardly swung her sword, and the strange movement caused the weapon to leave her fingertips. "N-no!" She roared out. The blonde knight sent a gale of wind towards the beasts, but that would only hold them off for a few seconds at most. The tentacles wrapped around her body, greedily latching onto her. She could feel a tentacle curl around her hips, and another pressing against her underboob. Lucia fell to the dirt ground and looked up at the majestic beast. "F-formal surrender?!" She scoffed. "You'll never get one from me!" She spat in the monster's face to show her defiance.

The creature didn't stop entangling her more, she could feel the tentacles along its mane ensnare her, limbs being apprehended under a violet tendril. Each time one was grabbed, it was pinned against her body to stop any struggling. However, her defiance would not stop him from having what he wanted from her. It wasn't her death, no it was her body, a body that was no doubt the object of both envy and desire from the way she looked. So with tentacles keeping her restrained, it was the final group of them that would have their way with her to get her in a state more suitable for such violations.

She could feel the thick tentacles climbing her body along its sides, what were they after? It was all one could ask until, finally an answer to that question would be provided. A thick tentacle had found the clasp that sealed her breast plate together on its side, it started to flick it and pull on it till it would open. The beast was careful to not wrap around her in a coil like a snake, it kept her arms and legs seized but that was so it could still take her garments off. She would feel the beast start to peel the armored chest piece off her body and then a loud thud followed the tossing of the shell away, it was off and it left the next layer underneath which were now being probed by tentacles.

As the others, went to work tugging against the plated skirt she wore and figuring the means to undo her skirt and take it off her body. It started with tugging, not sure if that would take it off her body or not.