As Christel sat on the floor with her mind blank, footsteps outside the shattered cathedral could be heard nearby.
"Christel..."
"… Christel!!"
"…"
Hearing the voices calling to her, the little golden-haired girl sitting on the floor came to her senses.
"… Ains (sigh). Whatever..." Christel was preparing to stand when she felt the aura of a presence appear behind her.
"Chrisss!!!!! ~"
"Ahh~"
A sudden weight fell on Christel's back. Although Christel feigned surprise since she had already recognized the person who suddenly appeared on her back.
"Good thing you're okay~ I got so scared!"
"Ahh~ Jaina, weights!"
"Agh! How dare you point out my weight... wait! How dare you come to this place alone!!"
"Ahhh~ Jaina, you squeeze me, I can't breathe~"
A young girl with black hair with blue lights and in combat leather clothes, kneeling on the ground, was hugging a little girl with blonde hair from behind.
The young girl's arms clenched tightly on the little girl's thin neck as she incriminated and scolded her.
Although it seems that she is choking her with her thin arms, in reality the young girl did not squeeze the little girl at all, since the little girl with blonde hair could talk and scream without problems.
"This little girl only worries us" Kashya looked at the scene and crossed her arms. She wore armor of metal plates in a leather suit. Gray metal plates covered her legs, knees on her pants, as well as her chest, belly, and arms on top of leather clothing.
She carried a spear more than two meters long in black in her left hand, and in her right hand she carried a long blue bow from which cold air emanated. The bow is of the young girl with blue lights in her hair who was playing with the little golden-haired girl in the middle of a ruined cathedral.
"Well, it's the first time little Christel has done something like this to us, so let's not punish her too much for being her first crime~"
Next to Kashya, a black-haired mature woman with silver locks said. She wears an Alba, a long white tunic that covers her from the neck to the ankles, at her waist there is a cincture with the symbol of a golden eye.
There is a white and blue stole that falls from the neck down the sides of the mature woman's front with gold and silver symbols.
In her right hand, she carries a long, crooked black branch that does not match her High Priestess attire.
"Nyahaha~ I don't see anything wrong with Christel's character" On the other side of the mature woman is a young woman wearing black and red leather armor.
Although there are some parts of the leather armor that are blocked by dark metal plates, it is designed to give more mobility and flexibility unlike the armor of the young woman with spear.
"That's because you did the same thing when we were young!" Kashya reproached Moreina's words, giving her an angry look.
"Nyahahaha"
As the three women talked, two who looked like young women in their thirties and one mature woman who looked like she was in her fifties. The destroyed floor of the cathedral with debris, cracks and holes began to be covered with a golden light.
The source of this light came from two places, or rather, from the feet of two men.
At a distance from each other, the two men walked along each side of the cathedral to the back where there is a misshapen black throne where an altar of worship or pulpit should be.
"The darkness that exists is fading little by little. I don't feel any source of hellish energy," one of the two men with golden aura spoke. The man is black-skinned and wears full plate armor, like a silver-colored medieval knight. In one hand he carries a straight European-style sword with the edges on both sides and a golden hilt. In the other hand he carries a shield in the shape of an inverted silver triangle.
"Carthas is right, but..."
"You felt it too"
The other man with golden aura replied to the first man in full gray armor with shield and sword.
This man is light-skinned and wears full ivory-colored armor with gold details and trim. And unlike the first knight, this man carries a large, heavy mace, a two-handed contusion weapon.
The last to speak with a reverberating voice, but the voice could be heard a little soft and clear was a man in a robes dark as night. An aura of grayish mist emanated from the man.
As you walked, the tunic opened and you could see underneath a dark gray cloth material, but with bone ornaments that served as the metal plates in leather armor as a defense.
Parts of bones were on his shirt, as well as on his pants. And a belt with a buckle of a skull could be seen. He carries no weapons in his hands, only an energy flickering between gray and dark blue.
"Master. Is this it?" next to the man in a gray robe and aura was a young man in his twenties with gray hair and pale grayish skin.
Unlike the man this young man called a master, the young man wears dark leather pants and a dark brown leather vest without sleeves, showing off his slender body, but with firm muscles and grayish skin like that of a vampire.
In his right hand he carries a short sword with a crude black wooden hilt, the silver blade of the sword, which is twisted like a snake, glows at times with a cyan blue light.
"I can feel Andariel's infernal mana in this"
"Mm"
Two women approached the side of the two gloomy men.
Both women are young, one in their twenties and the other even younger.
The woman who spoke wears a magical blue robe with embroidery of small stars, her complexion is light brown, and she has golden hazel eyes. She wears ornaments and accessories such as earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings, as well as brooches on her clothes and black hair.
Someone who only made an expression and who only looked at the object as if forgetting everything else like the appearance of a scientist and looks younger than the other woman, actually deceives with her appearance and is much older than she appears.
Although she is actually a woman in her thirties, she dresses in the attire of the eastern lands.
On her upper body, she wears a short green long-sleeved blouse made of silk fabric and gold ornaments with magical inscriptions around her neck and near to breast, as well as on her black hair and on her bracelets on her forearms.
The silk of her blouse is so thin that it is almost transparent and reveals the brown copper-like skin of her naughty breasts that shake freely with each of her movements. But the mana keep secret her skin.
Her short green silk blouse reveals her wide brown belly and her small dark navel to where a golden belt with a red jewel that is held on her wide hips begins.
The wide belt is attached to more green silk fabric of the same material as her blouse, now designed in the form of a loincloth that covers her crotch in front and her buttocks behind, revealing her brown thighs, from where she holds small and thin brown leather belts where there are small boats with a blue liquid.
The mature woman with the body of a teenager is not only wearing a loincloth in the Egyptian tribal style. Under her golden belt she wears a short skirt of a darker green but, although it covers the back, it is open in the front.
In her words, she can take her mana potions easier without being hindered by the fabric of her skirt.
"Is this a spear?"
"It seems too big and wide for a spear"
"Puag. It reeks of snake..."
The last people to arrive were two blonde women, one tall and one shorter, but both more than 175 centimeters tall.
The woman who asks for more than 190 centimeters in height, with golden blonde hair tied in a ponytail, with a gold and red leather diadem and a pair of wings on both sides that protect her face and head was the second to speak.
Her armor is made of red leather, a special leather with a special treatment that makes it as hard as the plates of the finest metal.
She carries a small golden circular shield on her left forearm and a six-foot-tall spear with a trident at the tip of gilded metal and silver blades in her right hand.
The first to speak is a young girl who seems to have reached maturity, she is more than 175 centimeters tall, she wears a leather armor like the tall woman but the top is wearing a white silk blouse and a golden headband holds her golden blonde hair.
In her right hand she carries a golden spear with a knife at the tip of a length of about two meters.
Both women appear to be warriors born in Sparta.
The last person to speak and pretend to hold his nose is a wild-looking man, wearing animal skins, long, loose brown hair without combing his hair and with a crow on his shoulder and a large gray wolf next to him.
"Christel, what is this? This sword and this spear," Akara, stopped seeing the two little girls in front and asked curiously.
On one side of the cathedral, near the collapsed walls, was a large, thick spear that would have measured more than three meters.
Next to the spear and just like the spear, was a long, thin sword buried in the ground, both weapons in an X-shaped position.
"Shira~ help me up~..." Christel extended her right hand to a young woman who appeared beside her and remained silent.
The young woman has characteristics of the Far East, black hair and heel that falls on her back and shoulders like a waterfall, eyes as black as night and pink and small lips that contrast with her white and soft skin as jade.
Although Christel has always been puzzled about the identity of this -Assassin- since she does not resemble what was described in the original game -Diablo II-. Christel does not take into account the remastered version since apparently they changed everything for the so-called forced inclusion.
But even so, Christel trusts this Assesina a lot until she sleeps in the same room as her. Since Shira helps her a lot, she has taught her all her knowledge and skills of an Assassin, and Shira likes to stay by her side in silence and even sit next to her, even if nothing is done.
Shira wears full black leather armor fitted to her body that does not reflect light. On each side of Shira's hips is a dagger with blades of a dark material, as well as ninja weapons such as shurikens and kunais on the black boots and wristbands.
On Shira's back and lower back are a black crossbow and a short sword with a silver blade respectively.
This Assesina, who is no more than 165 centimeters tall, likes to arm herself to the teeth.
Without saying anything, Shira took Christel's hand and helped her to stand up easily, although Christel is carrying a burden on her back in the form of a young girl.
"… Ah, that's Lani's spear, her weapon, I think it's made of bones and the sword is mine...
Didn't the sword disappear?"
Christel is puzzled. The sword was created by the dark and spatial energies of Metaria. She thought it had disappeared when she let go the moment that treacherous red snake entered her body.
But unlike Christel, the others noticed something in her words, especially Akara.
"Lani? Lani's spear, no, it's not Lani... Andariel's weapon!"