Yuna On the front Lines

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On the other end of the battlefield a tall woman with well-defined muscles and considerable 'assets' was ripping the head off of a knight that had crashed next to her from his horse. Blood dripped from her hands as the dirt and mud of the battlefield clung lovingly to her leather armour. Exhaling roughly her eyes panned over the nearby field finding thousands of corpses, mainly belonging to the enemy forces. There were the few Tempest soldiers that were killed, swords and spears jutting out from their cold lifeless corpses as crows circled above.

This was the first time that Yuna had been in war between both of her lives and she felt that she never wanted to be in one again. Too much effort and blood, it ruined her clothing and soured the mood of the entire city. At the same time that she was having such random thoughts an enemy swung a sword down at her right arm. In pure instinct her right arm tensed and her fist launched out towards the blade, metal shattering against impervious skin. The force behind her punch launched the man into a wall of bullets fired out by the 50cals, his body evaporating into blood mist as a crossbow bolt shot towards her. In a similar manner her left hand reach out and grasped it, killing all of its momentum before crunching it in her hands.

A friendly soldier stood up beside her, his P210 firing on full-auto as several enemy soldiers dropped to the ground, their hands clasping around their throats and various wounds.

"Get back! They will kill you up here!" His voice was coarse and rough but held genuine worry as he gunned down a knight captain that was leading a squad of soldiers forwards. That was when a fireball the size of a human body catapulted through the battlefield, its flames consuming bodies and metal equally within its path. The man hadn't noticed this and was currently finishing off the knight squad. Yuna, however, did see this. Her hair flashed light blue for several seconds as a large protective shield buffeted both of them from the spells that targeted them. Dull explosive sounds radiated throughout the now confined space as the vague rattling of 50cal bullets firing punctuated it all.

"Hestia's Embrace...!" Moments passed before the shield retracted down and covered the man, his body lightly obscured by a cyan shield. Along the outside of the shield was symbols pertaining to the Greek gods, specifically Hestia, fires and fire places dominating most of them.

Attempting to say thanks the man dropped to the ground as a sword bounced off of him, the knight who had attacked recoiling as he was repelled backwards. Yuna, taking this chance grasped the knight, her strength popping and crumpling the metal beneath her pallid fingers as her demonic side began to lightly present itself.

"Goodbye." A pop, but this time fleshy sounding resounded as the brain matter of the knight painted the mud below and the majority of her armour, eyeballs now adorning the boot-laden ground beneath the focus of the battlefield. The man on the ground spat out as he wiped blood from his eyes and mouth. His expression was shocked and fearful as he looked up to find the 'lone' woman who he attempted to save, holding the fleshy remnants of a knight in her hands, the fangs within her mouth extending out slightly, like a vampires almost.

"Thank you!" 

"Hehe, no problem! You know what? You're my little brother now, okay?" His expression became odd as her face turned serious, her left hand grasping a mace head that was close to striking the back of her head.

"Tsk, they are annoying!" She swatted the mace away before an awful black and purple aura exploded out of her, its mere presence intimidating many on the battlefield. Within seconds this aura condensed around her blood soaked fists, her knuckles turning completely white as she propelled her entire body into the attack.

"Fuck off, you're annoying me!" All of that condensed aura exploded out in one direction and incinerated the man who had tried to strike her, the metallic chest-plate he wore being the only remaining element of him as a being. Intensely, she darted at extreme speeds, her fists punching out like a professional boxer. Each punch turned a man into ash as her aura continued to billow out, every person standing on this side of the battle knowing her presence.

Her brother was still sitting on the floor through all of this, watching in awe as she decimated tens of people with raw power. The aura was entrancing almost, as it contrasted her protective spell so much that it seemed antithetical to her prior use of magic. Standing up and starting to fire his firearm, he soon noticed her waving her hands in the air, a complex rune of elven design emerging in the air in front her before resolving into a mass of roiling lightning tendrils that pierced through knights and killed them instantly.

"Hahaha! Eat that fuckers!" She laughed maniacally as she took the massive great sword that most people would forget about her appearance. Its appearance was pitch black with silvered edges, a purple gem sitting in the middle of the pommel that contrasted the rest of the rather 'evil-looking' great sword. Hefting it up onto her shoulder, the armour she was wearing catching it, she then proceeded to jump face to face with a knight, her head slamming into the knight helmet and crushing his skull at the same time. A grim squelch echoed from that man as the sound of the wind being cut followed, the great sword cleaving a man in twain with a single slash. Her arms were bulging with the 'small' amounts of muscle she had physically visible, the momentum of the first swing dragging her body in the opposite direction rotationally. Her entire body left the ground and spun around as the second blow struck another knight. Said knight's body breaking into hundreds of pieces as bones shattered, armour collapsed and organs popped. Like a mace hitting a watermelon that knight body was jettisoned and flung throughout the battlefield, at least, the pieces did.

"DAMN! That shit was crazy... OI! Brother, you coming to help or not?" The man holding his small P210 shivered in fright at the sight before him, the grin on her face and the blood sopping off of her creating a grim visage of a demon in the midst of a feast. Gulping in abject horror the man nodded and slowly approached her, his gun firing at distant targets as he attempted to ignore who he was walking closer towards. Yuna didn't even notice this as she grinned at him nodding, taking his answer as a yes to becoming her brother.

'Yay! Another sibling! Now I just have to tell Silvi that she's my sis!' Her fist punctured through the chest cavity of a regular enemy soldier, his heart squishing beneath her bare fist. His body slumping to the ground seconds later as if he were a puppet with his strings cut.

'Now i just need to get some more family... Shuna and Milim count yeah? Yeah! They are Silvi's wives so they are my sisters by extension. Mmm, maybe Shion? Sounds good...!' She smiled as her brother stepped up beside her, his gun firing oppressively into enemy ranks as crossbow bolts were stopped by the cyan shield placed around him. The few that Yuna caught instinctually, being dropped and discarded into the bloody mud below. Another volley of 50cals fired as several hundreds enemy fell, their armours failing long before their bodies did. Unfortunately for them their allies stomped over them and buried them into the mud and viscera of the battlefield until they were literally drowning on land.

"Poor bastards..." The brother spoke out as he fire as many bullets as he could into those that had already fallen, attempting to save them from misery and a slow agonising death. Yuna at the same time cast another spell, this time earth based. Large patches of the ground uprooted itself and rose upwards into the form of earthen hands. Enemy soldiers screamed out and attempted to flee but they were soon met with the loud sound of earth clapping against earth, their bodies being squashed like Mosquitos. Fowl remnants of blood and organs stained the shape-restored earth as the soldiers on the enemy side began to flee in fear. 

"I feel for them, i do... But it was their fucking fault to be honest!" Yuna exclaimed aloud as the enemy all but broke before the display of Earth magic, the mages of Falmuth retreating also. 

*SHRRRIIING*

A golden flash covered the entire battlefield as Yuna was stuck perfectly still. Her eyes darted around, her mind still able to work although it was like plucking teeth from a chicken.

'What is this!?' She strained to move but felt no response from her body, as if the connection between her brainstem and the rest of her body were temporarily halted. Suddenly the sight of multiple swords coming out of the ground formed before a white light flashed and the entire slowing down of perspective disappeared. All within a second her movements were once more communicated to her body as she moved forwards and dropped to the ground, her eyesight meeting with dirt as she pulled her head upwards to look at what had just occurred.

Meat. That was all that was left, armour disintegrated and the remnants of the enemy force that was running in terror were nothing but fleshy lumps of metal and meat mixed. It was as if someone had made minced meat out of even their skin, the various elements that made a body being churned and diced within a mere instant.

'Was this Silvi? Rimuru!? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?'

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As confusion slipped over Yuna who was drenched in the blood of her enemies, somewhere off to the side of the conflict, a man dressed in a scientist outfit and a gasmask watched the happenings of the entire battlefield.

On his shoulder a green cockatrice sat, its form looking crotchety and old. Paradox's head turned in the direction of where that attack had come from, his emotions hidden beneath a violent plume of green noxious gas as he held his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Interesting... She is the one who is the anomaly, but she isn't at the same time. Its as if... No, not possible, it would only be possible if there were. Oh dear, more to discover, so many paradoxes, so little time to investigate them all before those winged bastards come back." The cockatrice squawked as the forest around them began to churn, the natural defences placed by the Dryads detecting that something was coming.

"Time. To go I suppose..." In an instant he vanished as a large thundering thud sound resounded in the distance. A shadow emerging on the horizon that would shock most people of this world, including the Demon Lords that would soon come to notice this 'small' country and their leaders.

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