S-Schadenfreude... G-Give me back my body...We're in danger...
"Hmmmmmmmm~?"
Vermillion...he said that we're under attack, there isn't much time... Give it back to me...
"I don't think I will Sehnny~ This is my body too~" Schadenfreude answered with that unhuman smile, sitting in the now destroyed and barren tearoom, seemingly fashioning the arms into some kind of bizarre belt.
The now maroon stained fingers raised up and clamped around the neck, almost resistant which started to choke her.
Give it back to me. I don't care if we both die. You can't stop me this time.
Between chokes, a high pitched hysterical laugh set in.
"Miss Lucy is no idiot like you tell her Sehnny... You can't die~ And everytime you think you've won a game, I'll take it away from you~ Just to see you cry~~~ Now leave~ I want to play with my new friends~"
Why can't you just understand?! This. Is. No. Game.
The hands now released the claws around her neck, extending the razor-claws and stabbing the abdomen.
"Oooh~ What are you doing~? That wasn't niiiiice~ Heeeeee~"
There was a brief moment of what can only be described as a internal battle before a wincing Sehnsucht stood. Taking no notice to the newly received injuries and returned the message to Vermillion.
"We're going to be fine. I'm on my way."
The Grimshattered were already running into action to foresee the intruders, moving so quickly that their sworded arms were scratching up the grounds, leaving sparks.
Creating more of the creatures, she ordered a good lot of them to protect the cockpit and the rest to head into battle. Her most beloved creature tilted it's head for orders instead getting a dismissive shake in return.
"Not yet..."
And with that, Sehnsucht left her home quickly rushing to down the barren streets that were soon to be swallowed up by the forest, with her minions in tow, looking for Vermillion and who she expected to be the puppet with his dolls seeking retribution for the arms.