Vengeance is best served blue.

The dragon crash lands and Michael jumps off of it and goes to retrieve Tiffania, who's now staring at the rampaging dragon with a look of futility mixed with exasperation and reluctance.

Michael sheathes his sword and picks Tiffania up in a princess carrying after storing her sword in her sheath for her, "We don't really have a choice right now... I can't fight beserk dragons while fighting the other knights. Let's just let them deal with it and finish this." he says, running towards the lord's mansion and ignoring the chaos occurring behind him.

She's about to retort but he starts talking again before she can get a word out, "And didn't I say to stay put!? Did you really think you could have handled that dragon knight alone? Not everyone is gonna get into range of your Erase magic!" he says, scolding her for being stupid... He wasn't even sure why she left the bar, sure she would've had to share it with two corpses, but it was better than fighting dragons!

"I-. I wanted to help!" she blurts out with a slowly building blush.

...

Michael would've sighed had he not been sprinting through the town while carrying her, "You can help me by not trying to kill yourself! Know your limits Tiffania, sure you killed two peasants, but that doesn't mean you'd stand a chance against elite mages!... Forget it, we'll talk about this later." he says as they finally reach the stone walls surrounding the lord's mansion.

Michael easily pounces over it, but he ends up landing in between two groups of guards who were guarding the mansion... Both groups stand there for a moment, too surprised to immediately act... "Er, don't mind me. Just passing through." he says, not convincing anyone as they draw their swords.

"If you wanted to prove yourself, nows your chance." he says as he lowers Tiffania and draws his own sword, casting "Shock!" causing lightning to blast through a few of the men. Unfortunately, a nearby bell is rapidly wrung by someone, causing many more guards to stream out of a nearby barracks... Figures this bitch would hold back all the guards to protect herself instead of the burning town!

"You know what, fuck this. Serpent Wards!" he shouts, casting Shadow Shaman's ultimate ability and causing ten huge snakes to appear and start blasting the guards to pieces.

The guards were seriously outmatched by the wards, and their weapons did little to nothing against their ephemeral bodies, especially since almost none of them could actually reach the snakes without being blown apart by Fire Darts.

With that, he picked up the shocked Tiffania and runs past the guards, smashing through the mansion's front doors with his shoulder. A few servants scream and run away, but he ignores all of them aside from the butler who had been standing near the door. He lets Tiffania go and grabs the man, bringing him face to face as Michael grins at him.

"Where is Tatiana." he asks, his hand slowly tightening around the man's shoulders.

"M-m-mistress!? S-she's in her l-lounge upstairs! F-first door on the l-left!" the man squeaks out, and Michael lets him fall to the ground.

"Come on Tiffania, we got a bitch to smack." he says, heading to the stairs and kicking open the door to the lounge, his face contorting into a bloodthirsty grin as he lays eyes on Tatiana who was observing her guards fighting Michael's Serpent Wards through the window.

"Wha-!"

"Remember me you damn cunt!?" he exclaims, sprinting at her as the woman tries to draw her wand. She doesn't manage it in time however, as Michael smacks the wand from her grasp and grabs her by the throat, forcefully holding the woman against the window. "Because I remember you!" he growls, remembering the humiliation and torture she helped put him through.

"I-I was lied to! I was told you were but a mindless slave! I-it's L-Lord Cromwell y-you want... A-and t-that Sheffield!" she hastily chokes out, trying to pry herself out his grasp.

Michael scowls, "Like that makes any fucking difference!? What? You think I was just going to put you down and forgive you, even if what you said was true!?" his clench around her throat tightens. "Cromwell and Sheffield will get theirs eventually." he states and turns his head to Tiffania who was standing behind him with a conflicted expression on her face.

"This bitch was one of the people responsible for hurting you, Tiffania. You wanna go before I end her?"

Tiffania chews her lip for a moment before eventually shaking her head, "N-... No." he determines.

Michael crooks a brow, "You sure?... You aren't gonna tell me to let her go or something?" he asks, unsure what she was thinking.

Tiffania shakes her head, "She hurt both of us, why should I help her?..." she tilts her head and gives a small, understanding smile, "Hurt her back for both of us."

Michael grins and nods, turning to face Tatiana, "You heard the lady... So, how do you wanna die? Burned alive? Blood loss?" he says, shaking her slightly and releasing the grip on her neck slightly as she was beginning to turn blue...

"P-Please... L-let me go..." she mutters, knowing that anything she did would be futile in the end.

Michael thinks for a moment before nodding, giving the woman some hope... Until he opens his mouth. "Hey, remember that time? You know, when you tried to castrate me?" he gives a toothy grin, "Well, how about I return the favour?" he states, drawing his knife and stabbing it into the woman crotch, causing her to get agonized muffled screams in response.

*Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!*

Michael continues stabbing her, the woman squirming in an attempt to stop him, but not managing to do anything. Blood streamed down from her lower stomach and crotch from the many stab wounds. Tatiana hadn't lost consciousness yet, but she wasn't far off.

He drops her on the ground and spits on her, "What goes around comes around, I'll see you in hell... Or whenever shitty people who worship Brimir go." he says, picking up her body and throwing her out of the window, her corpse getting shot by the Serpent Wards below as they had no more targets aside from her.

He wipes his bloodied hands on his trousers before turning and hugging Tiffania, "We did it!" he giddily says, picking her up and twirling her around.

"M-MichAEL!" Tiffania squeaks in surprise, unable to stop her laughter at his mini-celebration... It was pretty morbid considering what they'd just done, but Tiffania couldn't think of a time where she was more comfortable than this... Even if she did have to talk to him about the destruction he'd inadvertently caused via those berserk dragons.