You throw the shield you have carried with you so far to the side,watching it skitter and scuffle along the broken glass. The place makes younothing but angry and confused, and so you lash out on anything you can. Eventhe only thing you have left to remind you of the life you led in this emptyplace.

You see no way out among the shards of glass, just gaping emptyscreens, yourself, and the shield that lay several meters away. Suddenly, whilelooking at the shield, the round object begins to glow and spin in place,faster and faster until you think it may create a whirlwind. A light shinesfrom it, beckoning as if a portal waiting to be opened.

What do you do?

In the span of a blinkof an eye, Myos found himself standing in a completely empty room. He was backout of the armor he had fought within, and the countless bodies he and hisfallen friends had slaughtered were gone. Myos wasn’t sure how, but the onlyones that were in the solid gold room were himself and his best friend, Zeke.

The room wasfeatureless, four blank walls of gold so reflective he could use it as amirror. It was a stark contrast to the garish lavishness that had pervaded therest of the Empress’s chambers, leading him to believe that this room was notwhere the titular woman spent most of her time. Probably a holding chamber ofsorts by the looks of it.

Just as Myos was aboutto voice a question to the star marked man beside him, the click clacking ofheels on the hard surface broke the silence of the room. The steps were even,suggesting the gait of someone who was completely sure of themselves. TheEmpress.

She appeared out of theshadows in a glorious fashion, a smirk on her plump pink lips. A gradient ofpink fabrics flowed around her hips, swaying with her as she walked over tothem. The fabric was cut to reveal her long slender legs, covered up to herupper thighs by baby pink boot with half heart cuts in the calves so when herlegs came together they created the full symbol. The baric also failed to coverthe dual colored [ink and black bikini bottoms, the trademark pink fur of the Empirelining the fabric. Her blouse was tight, forming to every curve in her skin,the grey fabric flaring out just above her hips to make her waist appear evensmaller, and a heart shaped was cut into the chest of it, exposing the supplecurves of her body that were further accentuated by more of the pink fur. Shegiggled at the two of them, fluttering her dark lashes - bottom ones longerthan the top - and wiggled her fingers in greeting. Her thick dual colored pinkand white hair was tied in girlish pigtails on either side of her head, givingthe already young looking woman an even more youthful appearance. EmpressTalitha - named after a star in Ursa Major, which was the same constellationthe Alioth Empire borrowed its moniker from. Myos was dumbfounded that thiswoman could have ruled the Empire as long as she had - the coquettish womanbarely looked twenty.

“Happy to see me, boys?”Talitha asked with a mischievous grin, walking up to the two men without fear,even though she didn’t appear to possess a single weapon. Though she possessedall the allure of the goddess Aphrodite with all the heart imagery to boot,Myos knew better than to write her off lightly.

“I think you know theanswer to that,” Myos spat, summoning his fire marked crossbow and taking aimat the Empress. “It’s two against one; do you really think you can win?”

“Rethink those numbers,Myos,” The voice off to his side spoke, and the redhead turned in surprise tosee Zeke pointing the rifle blade he possessed in Myos’s direction.

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