Unforgivable

[Dawnika Snow]

A few hours flew by as Rouge and Dawn napped. The vigilante was wore down after the experience of nearly dying to Koal. That bastard had gotten away from her, and she would make sure to get even with him one day. Albeit that does was not this one. She had to focus her current attention on expelling the demon that resides in the back of her consciousness. Kagetsume had overstayed her welcome in Dawn’s mind, and now it was time she evicted her.

She rose slowly out of bed in her pajamas. For living in a mountain near volcanoes, it was cold in this cave. The vigilante rubbed her cold legs with her hands trying to get rid of the goosebumps from the cold. Rouge rose from bed and stretched out next to Dawn.

“Morning girl.” She said petting her dog. She herself stood and stretched out her back raising her arms above her head and then reaching down for the floor. With a strained groan, she walked to her closet to find something to wear. She settled for a croptop and a short skirt that had trouble meeting her mid-thigh. Along with that was some boots that covered up her whole calf and some lace gloves that covered her forearm. After looking herself over in the mirror, the vigilante wondered if she should add some armor to her attire. Just some metal plates to protect herself from thin blows. She lit up her Omnilium glove and started to summon some metal plates with straps. This took a little bit of time but when she was finished, she now had some wrist bracers and shin guards to protect herself from blades. Also a thin chest piece to protect her vitals a bit better than cloth.

The vigilante swiped up her sniper next to her bed and set it in it’s holster behind her back. Although she wanted to Rouge to come along, this was going to be dangerous. She crouched down to her dog and scratched the back of her canine ear.

“I’m sorry girl, you’re going to have to sit this one out too. I need to release myself from this demon’s grasp.” She said. Rouge simply licked her master in the face. She seemed to understand Dawn’s plight and supported her no matter how she did this. With their goodbyes set, Dawn left their small room after filling up Rogue’s food bowl. She alerted Kuzuru that she was leaving, then headed out down the giant staircase.

Although she focused on the path in front of her, Dawn was mostly focused on her phone. She was looking for any kind of relics in this world that could relieve demons. She found mostly whispers of a some dark place in the Ashen Steppes that was used by a cult that worshiped demons. It’s better a start than any.

The vigilante trekked through the heat of the volcanic lava. Almost unbearable for her. Good thing she dressed lightly. A few basilisks got in the huntress’s way but that hardly stopped her from gunning them down. Tough creatures but rather slow because of their size. Dawn’s amazing sniper skills proved successful as a few shots to the head put her scaley enemies into the dirt quickly.

Hours of walking made Dawn’s feet a bit sore. It was in her best interest to take a break, but just as she was about to take a seat on an ash covered rock, she saw a tavern of sorts. A building in the distance that stood alone. She assumed it was an inn for adventurers who dared cross the Ashen Steppes in search of treasure. Either way, it’s possible they had food and drink for sale and Dawn was feeling a bit peckish. The vigilante pushed the door open and walked in, taking a seat at the bar. It was rather empty but still had business. A woman sat at the counter lost in thought. The assassin sat down next to her. Face was mostly covered by the trench coat-like wardrobe she wore. This woman oozed mysterious.

Dawn orders some food and a drink and paid for it as anyone would. While she waited for her meal, she glanced at the tall blonde and spoke up.

“What brings you to this harsh land?” She said trying to get her attention, and taking off her headphones, which still blared music slightly loud.