Kaijin Fighter: So I Have to Make Monsters, So What?

'Wait...are you in the process of breaking them free, right now?'

[Yes, Executor. We are in the middle of breaking your friends free while Arbalest...keeps the other enemy kaijin busy,] Blazejudicator confirmed. [Nepherage, are you ready?]

[As ready as I'll ever be for this bullshit.]

At this exact moment, Blazejudicator and Nepherage had returned to their regular forms and both coated their hands in a layer of [Chaos] that took on the form of a burning flame.

The cocoons that Lythero and Olstenna were wrapped in at this time were reinforced with [Chaos], as such, they had to fight fire with fire.

The ideal solution was to either use dragon force, a song art or even Nirvana energy to break down the cocoon an instant, but that wasn't viable at this moment.

Jinju Ren was on another continent, Hurricroak was inaccessible at the library and Zhen Liu wasn't on any good terms with any Buddhists.

Either way, an imperfect solution was better than no solution at all.

[Ready?]

[Ready.]

With near perfect coordination, Blazejudicator and Nepherage took their respective hands and burned through the cocoons, slicing through several layers of webbing and spittle that stank worse than the moldiest of cheeses.

[This shit was just applied like...three hours ago, right?] Nepeherage asked while cutting through Lythero's bonds.

[More or less.]

[Then why does it smell like it's been fermenting for months?]

[Probably because—]

[Hey, what the fuck?!]

[Oh shit.]

Right when the two kaijin were about halfway through cutting Lythero and Olstenna free, a strange looking kaijin that resembled an anteater and a koala mashed together had caught them in the middle of the act.

Standing directly behind this tiny furry freak was a crocodile-like kaijin pushing a cart filled with cocooned humans.

Evidently, not all of the kaijin working this section of the mines were distracted by Arbalest's actions.

Some of them had actually decided to focus on this jobs like reasonable kaijin.

[Who the fuck are you two?]the furry little freak of kaijin shouted with a voice that was three times too deep for their size. [Actually, better question, what the fuck are you two?! Because you both smell and feel like kaijin,but you two definitely don't look like kaijin]

[Maybe they're defects, Whiner,]the crocodile-like kaijin yawned while revealing that the inside of his mouth was housing the head of a camel. [Like those two from the arena.]

[They don't look like those defects either. They looked uglier than that.]

Ignoring the insult from their knock-offs, Nepeherage and Blazejudicator had their own conversation via their mental link.

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[How the hell did we not sense these two coming in our direction? That should've been easy for us!] Nepherage complained. [Also, that bitch has no right calling us ugly. Has he seen his fucked up mouth?]

[I think it's all the ambient Chaos in the room,] Blazejudicator answered. [It's too foreign to our senses and it's way too dense in here for us to parse out specific signatures.]

[Either way, the jig is up and we are now facing a whole bunch of bastards who are probably going to eat us as opposed to taking us captive,] Nepherage pointed out. [So, now what do we do?]

[Well...I don't have a good idea, but I have one that's probably going to work,] Blazejudicator concluded.

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[Well, whomever or whatever the fuck you weirdos are, you're going to be coming with us. Of course, we don't mind if you want to try and resist. If you do, Snapper and I will be sure to—]

[Acedia Burn!]

Blazejudicator released a burst of light blue flames that looked oddly sluggish in the eyes of the enemy kaijin. However, the duo were too distracted by their own egos to react in time to the attack.

[What the...]

[Oh... I'm even...sleepier.]

Blazejudicator's attack carried the [Vice of Sloth], and had the effect of making the target feel lazier the longer they were afflicted by the flames.

Against mortals, it had an immediate slowing effect that turned into a sleeping effect.

Against beings like the kaijin, aka, beings that were more spiritual than physical, the effect was ten to twenty times more effective.

To these odd beings, that were somewhere in-between the physical and spiritual, the effect was also somewhere in-between.

Fortunately, this meant that Whiner and Snapper were rendered unconscious by the flames.

Unfortunately, it didn't work fast enough.

Whether by instinct or training, Whiner suddenly released a deep, bellowing howl that reverberated throughout the cavern.

BOOOOOAAAAAAA!

Shortly after this bellow echoed, similar cries of alarm rang out from all over the place. These cries were accompanied by actual alerts.

[Intruder alert! Intruder alert!]

[Huh?! Who's dumb enough to try and fight us?]

[I don't know, but they appear to be in the Rebel Cavern!]

[Fucking get them!]

Blazejudicator and Nepherage developed rather flat expressions as they realized that their rescue mission just became louder than a fireworks show.

[Alright...do we escape or do we fight like maniacs?] Nepherage asked as she began to warm up her body for a rather difficult fight.

[We play it by ear, obviously,] Blazejudicator answered while manifesting several orbs of multicolored flames. [Although, I wouldn't mind taking out at least ten of them before leaving.]

[Amen.]

...What does this mean for Zhen Liu?!...

^Alright, curator. Get ready to see my greatest claim to—^

BOOOOOAAAAAAA!

[What the hell is that?]

Zhen Liu knew damn well what that bellowing noise actually was, but he made sure to play dumb in order to act appropriately surprised.

However, that surprise soon became genuine when he witnessed Dante's reaction to the obvious alarm.

^Ah. It appears someone tried to steal from me. Again. Anyways, come on curator. I think you're going to love what I managed to secure.^

[Wait, what?]

The last time someone intruded the [Library of Nowhere], the kaijin and the curators had transformed the place into a labyrinth that was designed to either grind people to dust or turn them into viciously power warriors.

Needless to say, if Zhen Liu was conscious during that incident, he would've helped coordinate the maze.

Maybe.

Either way, he was flabbergasted at Dante's nonchalant reaction to an active intruder alarm.

[Aren't you going to try and coordinate the kaijin in dealing with the threat? Don't they need your orders?]

^What? Those monsters? They'll be fine,^ Dante dismissed with a tone that indicated that he didn't give a single shit if they actually took care of the intruders or not. ^They're going to be rendered obsolete soon, so why would I care if a couple dozen of them lose their lives in the process? That just means there's going to be more resources for my heavy hitters.^

[...]

At this exact moment, Zhen Liu had realized that Dante was just...the absolute scum of the world.

Zhen Liu already hated the man for actively siphoning away way more than simple [Desire] in order to create shitty [Cores], for owning a city's worth of slaves and for making it policy for the kajin to actively abuse the former, but this was just the shit frosting on the shit cake.

Perhaps he was biased because he was literally connected to the kaijin, but he couldn't imagine any of them dying on him.

He felt their joys, their sorrows, their rage and even shared the pain they felt in battle.

Zhen Liu didn't have to, he was even chided by Logos and Pathos for doing so, but he felt it was his responsibility to understand what the kaijin went through whenever they followed his orders.

He had defied the natural order of the world to bring the kaijin to life, the kaijin have him their eternal loyalty in return, so the very least Zhen Liu could do for his precious monsters was to make sure that they didn't die in his name.

As such, hearing Dante treat their kaijin so callously, so coldly from the mouth of the man himself, almost caused Zhen Liu to lose his shit.

Keyword: almost.

Zhen Liu knew from the millions of stories he had consumed over the years that a mere moment of passion-fueled rage was enough to ruin centuries of planning and hundreds of possible happier endings.

As such, despite wanting to crush in Dante's head at this moment, he knew it wasn't time yet.

That stated, when that time did come, Zhen Liu knew that he was probably going to enjoy every last moment of it.

But for the time being, Zhen Liu settled for stomping his foot at the exact moment that Nepherage and Blazejudicator had released a coordinated burst of fire that torched over a dozen enemy kaijin.

^Hmmm. Sounds like they're losing...oh well. Curator, are you coming?^

[Yes, yes I am,] Zhen Liu answered in his most pleasant voice.

As he followed after Dante into the refinery of the mines, he had to extract his foot from a crater in the ground that was the exact same shape.