The morning sun rose freshly on the clear blue sky on Teldrium, blowing a spacious, breezy wind across the humongous floating building. One of the buildings receiving the warming wind was the hotel that became the temporal place for Pendoswing and The Succubus Twin to initiate the challenging chaos.
A group of curly clouds covered most of the blue sky above, sluggishly floating and covering half of the sun. The cloudy view became the center of attention for Lorina, who swallowed the whole bow of steaming instant noodles into her craving mouth while she sat on the comfy brown projection of the chair near the glossy windows.
Lorina's lonely time of morning feast and enjoying the sky was cut shortly when a soothing bell noise echoed into her ears. The Glutton Succubus groaned in bother before she got up from her chair and hurriedly headed closer to the door, pressing the red button on the doorknob.
The door automatically slid to the right, exposing the recent guest, Casmine. She only wore a messy white tank top and purple underwear, expressing her tired face, especially with her blackened eyes and hefty breathing. Instead of showing concern, The Glutton Succubus maliciously giggled and pointed her finger at her sister.
A jeering smile even planted on The Glutton Succubus when her sister entered the room and noticed her legs quivering as if she stood in a freezing look. An embarrassed blush covered Casmine with her sister starting to resound a ridiculed giggle, holding the wall near the entrance door that moved to the middle to close itself.
"Looks like, Gilbron smashed you so hard that you barely standing," The Glutton Succubus taunted.
"Thank god you two somehow have the power to silence your moaning noise from ever entering other rooms," Lorina professed, raising the pitch of her giggle that forced her to put her hand on her jiggling stomach.
Casmine grunted and yelled. "Oh shut up, you glutton bitch!!"
"Okay, okay, okay, Wannabe Supermodel," The Glutton Succubus replied, closing her shaking lip and stifling her laughter, "I will not prolong to tease you even though I enjoyed doing it."
The Glutton Succubus crossed her arms and guessed, "You must be here to borrow The Ghost Compass again right?"
"If it's yes, who is the criminal you wanted to free this time?" Lorina asked, curiously tilting her head at The Supermodel Succubus, who unfolded her assured smile and heaved her heavy neck.
Casmine sighed and explained, "Long story short, I and Gilbron spent our time researching the perfect nemesis for each Triumph Maker to be set free from their prisons."
"And yes, I used the El-Vilandos Checker to make the research of the criminals more efficient and effective," The Supermodel Succubus said, provoking The Glutton Succubus to scratch her head and flinch her jaw.
"Luckily, I and Gilbron already got the perfect five candidates for good distraction to The Triumph Makers," The Supermodel Succubus stated boldly, inhaling the chilling breath as she stabilized her trembling legs.
Lorina rolled her eyes and bittered, "Damn it, I forgot you still can access Galerior Tremerior's advancing research magic."
"If you already found the prison's location, why do you need to borrow my Ghost Compass?" The Glutton Succubus countered.
Casmine could only giggle in contentment, poking her twin sister to the left sister and triggering her to cringe. The Supermodel Succubus radiated the silk-white aura on her feet after her legs no longer shuddered, stroking her eyes with the radiating touch. The tired expression and blackened eyes were wiped away, replacing them with a fresh, delightful look.
"You also forgot El-Vilandos Checker only showed the prison's location, not the exact position of their cell," Casmine teased, smirking joyfully.
The Glutton Succubus raised her eyebrows and replied, "Oh yeah, I forgot about that information, too."
"Besides that, I and Gilbron also discussed a special plan for neutralizing Prila for a while," Casmine remarked.
The Glutton Succbus smoothly planted a contented stare on her expression that she centered at Casmine, tapping her chin to fuel the eagerness. Realizing her twin sister expressed deep enthusiasm for gaining the next plan, The Supermodel Succubus glimmered the white flashes to conceal her eyebrows.
"I thought you would set a complaint again, instead, you were interested to hear it," Casmine remarked.
"As much as Daigrun VII's presence is more frightening because of his tactic, I desire to get rid of Prila to make his plan on taking me down less efficient," The Glutton Succubus admitted
"I was frightened of that alien freak because of his leadership skill and utilizing the timing of commanding his teammate," Lorina added and continued with a question. "Tell me more about your plan."
Casmine grinned, "Very well then."
"In summary, I wanted to find Amalia Galastar's current whereabouts with the help of your Ghost Compass," The Supermodel Succubus stated, stroking the right side of her wavy hair and cheerfully tittering.
The Glutton Succubus boldly chuckled and initiated a guess, "So you wanted to cooperate with her on neutralizing Prila and free her loyal servant, Martatoriot-OX, at the same time."
"Almost a perfect guess, Lorina," Casmine praised, clapping her hands and blaring a high-pitched chortle.
"Ah, man. I thought I had it," Lorina murmured, unpleasantly tackling her palm. "Damn, I should perfected my guessing skill."
The Supermodel Succubus cleared her throat and clarified, "To be more precise, I came to her place first and persuaded her to collaborate with me."
"Of course, I will tell her loyal servant Martatoriot-OX's current location where he is being locked up as part of the offer or a chance to convince her," Casmine asserted sanguinely and spilled out her assumption to her twin sister. "There is a high chance Amalia Galastar might not know his current servant's last location.
"According to the information provided by El-Vilandos Checker, he was moved two days ago," The Supermodel Succubus added. "As usual, I will start the search after this, Lorina."
Lorina snickered, "Alright then, I shall grant you The Ghost Compass, as the deal is quite convincing."
The Glutton Succubus fluttered her hand that brimmed the bright green energies, pinning one of her fingers to Casmine. The energy swiftly gushed onto The Supermodel's Succubus and implanted in her eyes, luring her to stare to the above right. She beamed her lip with pleasure as the presence of Ghost Compass arrived on the scene, sparking the avidity of initiating the next plan to fulfill Gilbron's satisfaction.
"Be careful on this mission, Wannabe Supermodel," The Glutton Succubus warned her twin sister. "From what I heard, Amalia Galastar is a cautious and calculative individual even though she is well known in public because of her so-called good reputation as a former actress and a CEO of her beauty company."
Casmine placidly tittered, "I'm very much aware of this, but thank you very much for the warning."
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"So Gdark, can you meet me and Layfree…well in his-Supehero alter's ego cafe this afternoon," The voice of Prila came out from Gdark's shimmering magenta-case phone that he held beside his ears.
A resilient furrow formed on his face as Gdark stood outside his house and wore his usual trench coat for spending time free from Superhero activity, precisely on the front door. He tightened his clenching knuckle that concealed his noisy phone and clouded a doubtful expression on his lip.
Regardless, Gdark swallowed a large gulp of his saliva and raised his rigid expression to peek at the sky. His father, Cantos, hushedly pinned his interested stare at his son, especially when he tidily placed the tose projection onto the grass. The Old Man also sharpened his focus on Gdark who began to move forward, observing the phone call conversation between him and Prila.
"Fine, I'll be there as fast as possible," Gdark remarked.
"However, I have one important question," Gdark proposed, marking his stare at the front gate.
"Is The Glasses Freak going to reserve the private room?" Gdark added, cautiously biting his lip. "I knew you the rest of you two called me for an interrogation."
Prila giggled, "Oh yeah, you're quite observant too, Gdark."
"Of course, Layfree already reserved the private room," Prila assured. "Just relax, nobody going to hear our interrogation."
"Alright, I see you there, Trophy Girl," Gdark replied, pulling back his phone and tapping the bottom icon, blitzing her sound for leaving the call.
As the call ended, Cantos freed his teasing smirk at his son and headed to the front gate's right side, pressing the familiar planted above. The gate immediately droved to the left, freeing access to the outside world, intriguing Gdark to step forward and put his phone into the trenchcoat's pocket.
"Seems your lovely girl asked you to hang out again?" Cantos guessed, keenly pinning his grin at his son.
Gdark nodded, "Correct, Former Hero."
"Ah…you began to call people by your way again," The Old Man complained, groaning in annoyance.
Then, Cantos grunted and drew his open hand briefly, "Before you go, I need to talk with you."
"I promise this is going to be short, prideful Gdark," The Old Man reassured, darting his adamant furrow.
Gdark panted, "Go on."
"I understood deep down you don't want your mother to worry much about, but please do not be so cold and rude to her," Cantos scolded. "Even though she is not close to you compared to me, she is still your mother."
"You should at least warmly greet her," Cantos said worriedly.
No response to his father's statement appeared from Gdark. Instead, he only steered and formed his apathetic expression at his father. The Old Man groaned in irritation and upheld his chest, observing his son who rotated his bleak stare to the front and taking one more step forward.
"Let me ask you, Gdark. Is your motivation to suddenly train in 10 years for honoring me?" Cantos let out another question, showing his concerned eyebrows and justifying his point. "Because you decided to go shortly two days after I lost my power."
"You did not even give any warning or hint to do that when I'm still an active member of Triumph Maker," Cantos continued. "At that time, you mostly spent your time training with Prila and even Layfree."
"Or is it because I allowed you to train too much about mastering your power since you were 6?" Cantos asked again.
Viscable crossed his hand proudly and replied, "Up to your interpretation."
"Also see you later, father," Viscable whispered, bidding a farewell and leaving his father to heave his surprised face shortly.
Gdark stepped outside his house, heading to his next destination: meeting with his close friend and facing the incoming interrogation. With his son's presence beginning to leave the scene, Cantos could only hold his chest with his stammering grip and showing his concerned expression.
I hope you never become a dangerous threat to the rest of the world, prideful Gdark.
Afternoon sunlight sprightly spread throughout the clear blue sky, spreading the breezy wind throughout every building and busy road of the Teldrium. More specifically, food centers and delicate restaurants or cafes were filled with citizens who initiated delightful lunches for their colleagues or loved ones.
VWX Blast was indeed a cafe that inhabited a crowd of people as they filled most of the seats, especially with the table projections for the customers carrying a couple of foods. Even all the six VIP rooms on the cafe's second floor mostly contained officer workers who conducted private meetings or gatherings.
Each VIP room similarly maintained the glimmering gray door projection with a golden Romanian numbers sign intact in the middle above. Every inside of the VIP room displayed a room with dazzling paint of white, pale grey color, and gray color on the whole interior alongside VWX letters planted all over the walls, a circular pale white table levitated in the center, and the pale gray silhouette of VWX autograph on the middle above of the wall.
VIP IV's room recently became the gathering place for the three Triumph Maker members who showed their human disguise. The members who joined the gathering were Prila who chose Candila Ordan's form for her appearance who chose a white leather jacket and long pink dress, Layfree who now wore a fancy gray suit, and Cangatha who wore a glittering purple.
Prila clutched her shaking left hand and sharply eyed the empty black hair projection on the front. As for Layfree, he carried the spoon holding a piece of white cookie and gently fed it to Cangatha, who joyfully closed her eyes when she chewed it, awaiting an important guest to come.
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