Bored.
This was boring.
They were boring her.
Originally it was amusing when they came charging towards her saying all sorts of cruel things in a mocking fashion. Well that didn’t last long as it turned into denial then fear when she quite literally crushes them with raw power. After a while though they began to grow more cautious when running into her team - that wasn’t too bad.
Even when they were only leaving some members behind to fight it was fine since she could still find amusement in that, there wasn’t one size fits all. Sometimes there would be a brave person who stays behind to fight against them - that was rare though. More commonly the most best looking, strongest or fattest/wealthiest would run away while screaming for everyone else to stay back.
Violet liked them.
She just chuckled while throwing her kanabo to hit them on their way out.
Eventually not even the brave people stayed behind though since it had gotten to the point where she was apparently announced as ‘retreat on sight’. Since then it turned into a game of tag mixed with whac-a-mole which was fun for a while. However, that quickly got boring thus Violet was moping while tapping her kanabo on her shoulder. A large pout on her head as she walked back to camp while dragging the brutalized body of a full grown man behind her.
Why wasn’t she with her guards? They were dealing with the other people or bodies with great vigor - though some bodies were in more parts than others. With Violet getting more and more bored as time went on she began to get more creative with how she dealt with the mortal runners. If anything they made for great practice when it came to her own personal, still developing, material arts.
Fists, fingers, feet, shins, knees, elbows, kanabos, you name it and she has likely killed someone with it over the last 6 months.
Still she was no Cheshire so experimenting in the exact same manner over and over got quite boring so she just grumbled while her shadow guards, {Orchid}, slowly came from all around to meet back up with her. Some of them were dragging beaten bodies while others bloody sacks that shook around or those with broken limbs. Though some of her shadow guards returned with no bodies; or rather they returned with corpses in their spatial treasures. Not everyone who she caught up to could survive being treated so ‘roughly’. Rather it’s more shocking if some didn’t die from shock, blood loss or having their skull caved in.
Done with all that though, Violet just decided to throw the person she was dragging by the hair out in front before collapsing backwards on the ground with her body splayed out.
“Are you okay Ojou-sama?” <Slate>
“Gawr.” <Violet>
That was as much as she could be bothered replying as her body ached as it was still getting used to her overwhelming power. It wasn’t as if she was particularly suffering with actively moving all the time yet it wasn’t exactly pleasant. May seem strange to some that the god empress of all demons - the one of the 5 beings with dominion over the realms who was always associated with wrath - was getting bored of it. Yet it was what it was… She found these weak humans more annoying than anything at this point.
Not to mention she had to deal with aches and pains of growing while dealing with those annoying runts.
Ashue walked up towards her Ojou-sama with a big ol’ smile on her face - leaning over so that they could meet face to face. This made Violet tilt her head while wondering what kind of interesting news the tortoise could offer her. Of course, what came from Ahsue’s mouth only made Violet frown more.
“Well just think about it like this Violet Ojou-sama, you only need to continue pushing for another 6 months or so in the plan you decided on! Since you’ve already made it this far what’s another half a ye-” <Ashue>
“Ashue shut your mouth for a second.” <Slate>
“Rude…” <Ashue>
“Better than having Ojou-sama see how far she can kick you!” <Slate>
With that Ashue turned to look at Violet only to have her eyes widen upon seeing how grumpy the little matriarch was.
“What’s wrong Violet Ojou-sama, does your tummy hurt?” <Ashue>
“...” <Slate>
“...” <Orchid Guards>
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