The growing smile of the monsters face might have given others the chills, but Cas allowed her face to brighten and glow. He was smiling at her. Kaos was telling HER thank you. Something about the whole situation made the girls heart flutter and the sparks across her back wave. Her banded muzzle giggled softly while teal eyes looked to the ground. For once she felt like a child again. She felt like she had a FATHER. Call her naive, call her stupid, call her what ever pleases the mind. Castiella only lived for herself ( and her brother ). She did not care if others died, suffered, or simply blinked out of existence. For once the fallen angel did care. It just so happens she cares about a monster that causes total destruction, dismay, and DEATH. It should come to no surprise though, seeing as Castiella tends to bring chaos anywhere she goes.
The soft giggles were hushed as the shadow beast spoke again. His voice sought to comfort her. It sounds odd, right? The creature, the reaper, the monster that goes bump in the night wants to comfort a young girl.
Perhaps you will His words, they sounded almost like he was telling her that Calstron might rise from the grave. The girl did not even realize that she lifted her left wing. Teal eyes gazed upon the blood knight on her ribs. No, that could not happen. Hell was a place where NO ONE leaves unless the dark lord has plans. White and black rear legs shift under her weight.
What if hell did rise? What would happen to everyone? Would black tar fill the land and burn all who touch it?
Snapping her mind back to reality Castiella realized she did not care what would happen. Half of the snotty assholes would be dead. Look what happened in Helovia. Kaos told them not to fight it; he told them to let it happen, and the DIDN'T. They went against his word, and they died. A small giggle escaped her maw as she looked back up at HER master. Haunting tones filled the air once again. He spoke softly repeating her words. Her head tilted to the side, and her white mask twisted into a Cheshire smile.
"Your god needs another corpse." The girl did not question why, or where they would find another one. She simply watched as he picked up the bones from the Pistris. When the beast began to walk, he called to her, and just like a little bird she followed.
Tri-tones hooves skipped merrily across the cold, wet sand. Her honey sweet voice rang out with deviant undertones floating in each word.
" What type of corpse do you need now sir? " Then her sparkling bodice came to a halt in front of the cliffs.
" Race you to the top! " Her voice giggled as large blood red wings opened and picked her strawberry body into the air. Crimson speckled eyes looked to see if Kaos would play this one little game with her. The girl did not expect a god to participate in her little game, but the shadow beast has not stopped surprising her.
" Talk "
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Kisamoa
Rainforest Cliffs
