Blue Dream

Oh well, he'll deliver to Farosh tomorrow...

Things seem to have gone quiet.

Peace sign... and vanishing act into smoke and he's gone.

"Farosh, i got more intel on Hullbreaker."

"...Good luck, you gonna need a shovel and... at a normal 10 hours work day you should be done in six weeks."

"Do you get paid to handle all those tonnes of manure?"

"No need to... i'll handle those."

He can rest assured... for along comes the cavalry...

In heavy metal and heavier weapons.

"Cleaning WHAT up?"

Handling over a white phosphorus grenade.

"Pull the pin and toss it hard..."

Sensors detecting: ---Organism Farosh - Organism Dinraal.---

Distance: 700 yards and 1500 yards.

"Alright, let's go in @draconiclightning.bsky.social's way."

He didn't care for the torn bodies, not his mess, not his doing, not his problem.

He'd probably spend the remaining of the blood night seeing the rest of these mongrels burn and become ash.

It'd be fun, good excersize.

For these filths reminded him of those things... and he only wanted to kill.

Welp... he has to go find Farosh and Dinraal again.

Psychological profiling concluded.

"Oh i know someone who'd love the monotony of this... too bad he doesn't leave his garden."

Casted the demon who now had enough information... for there is a limit of how much intel he can gather before he crosses the limit.

"Thanks for the chatter Hullbreaker."

"But of the mind..."

There was a something dark in his tone, a gaze too deep and unnerving, too cold and accurate, like a knife...

"After all, you have a loved one, no?"

Ganon.

He was alluding to destroying Ganon in front of her and letting her watch, without means to fight back.

"Hmmm."

A non commital answer.

"I see. And i see something of use."

He didn't elaborate on what.

Only moving, stepping around and firing a dossage of volkite from his left arm to the ball that was a Lynel.

"If you exist you have weaknesses, such may not be of the body or the soul..."

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Fired in a green streak that caused its own body to collapse on itself like a neutron star before twitching and falling to the ground, compressed to the size of a twitchy, blood soaked tennis ball.

"Way i see it, only way to propperly kill you or stop you is to seal your powers away."

"So to destroy you, one has to seal you, permanently... but given this, that might be difficult."

As for the Lynel... it had not the time to endure as the insect brought out a new weapon from his arsenal.

A grav-cannon.

One shot fired at the Lynel... one. Singular. Shot.

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"You know, i was hoping to witness no filthy necromancy here... guess i found something similar... ya know what i do to necromancers?

I rip them apart, purge their magic, and then watch them and their legacies disappear.

Guess such will be your fate eventually, but not by my hand~"

The sight was the piece of the puzzle missing.

So that's the method.

And the insect couldn't help to give a look... let the las cannons and plasma incinerators aim, fire and vaporize the bokoblins again in a single volley of four.

Even ripping thru some bodies to carbonize the rest.

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A bokoblin gang appeared, only for one of the gattlings to aim, and GUN THEM DOWN LIKE FILTH WITH THE LARGE BULLETS, in less than 10 seconds, three bodies lied torn to shreds.

"So, as i was saying... necromancy won't work. It never truly does... you'd wind up pissing more people off~"

"Nor you will~"

He knew such approach was only a mock from her, but he knew one thing... the reaction, he was not far off, and he had gotten her to admit her plan involved the stones.

It was all a matter of take snippets and pieces.

Regrettably so the conversation was shortly interrupted.

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"Let me guess... cloudy, red, with a chance of resurrecting Ganon by sacrificing the bodies in a necromantic ritual using the stones you mentioned, like the one Farosh has."

Did he know if necromancy was possible here?, no; he assumed the theory... sorcery here was strong, so it was a possibility.

"Because you know they will eventually... and you know your enemies well enough to play them..."

"A question... how long do you think it'll be before they find the missing people?... because i doubt the list of missing bodies would be worth mentioning if they were your snacks... you're plotting something different."

And did he know what?, no, but he had possibilities of what it could be.

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Spat the demon observing the spilled blood.

"Got anything to say for yourself?"

And after a walk... there in stands the demon clad in armor.

Tracking her energy served... and he had a something to handle her... it apparently had not clicked for her that he stopped keeping distance.

Wonder why~

"...There you are."

He casted whitout humor.

"You've made quite a mess."

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He's got the night to track down @hxllsbells.bsky.social.

And he will...

After all... there's something he wants to know, and tracking her seems to be the best way to find the answers.

Welp... none will need him in this Blood Moon.

So... he'll do his thing, over the time, and on the day he recorded Hullbreaker, he also analyzed her with his helmet to track down an energy signature.

Since he has the big guns... he'll go and track her.

Is a fine night for a conversation.

The Blood Moon sat upon Hyrule...

And along the preparations has arrived the outlander.

Strapped... ready... armed... and above all, drawn in by the carnage to come. All his weapons prepared... this would be a great way to release his stress.

And to collect bones and skin.

A blast of smoke covering the area as distraction while he ran thru the corridor in the opposite direction, and he had 3 possible paths.

A door, beneath, or above...

The concerning was to hear no noise of his steps, and the speed in which the smoke covered the whole hallway.