Highschool DxD: Free (Silver Crow Reader x Highschool DxD)

Black and White

"Divide!"

From that simple command from the flying guy with the white armor, Kokabiel's giant light spear was cut down in its size by half. That armor itself was bulky in nature. Bright white with blue gems on different parts. And not to mention the translucent blue wings. The armor itself was almost similar to that gauntlet that pervo freak had.

"He's not alone." Argentia's voice speaks to you.

If she was physically next to you, you would have given her a bit of a perplexed look. But keeping your stare towards Kokabiel and the white armored dude, you could barely catch the glimpse of a black blur flying through the air. And that's when it happens. Both of Kokabiel's arms were immediately sliced off. As for who did it. They sent more chills down your spine than Kokabiel ever did.

The person...or thing in question didn't exactly look human. Clad in a very charcoal black, the figure seemed to be in armor. Instead of their companion which had armor that almost looked like scales, this one's armor seemed more geometrical in nature. Much more sharp edges and sleek designs. And speaking of sharp. Their fucking arms were literally blades. Because that's not insane. And same with their legs. They didn't seem to have actual feet, but shape blades that emitted a faint amount of heat since you could just barely see the distortion of the heat. Their faceplate, unlike yours, was purple and semi-transparent, only showing off a black helmet with bright glowing purple eyes. They almost look...feminine a bit. Hard to tell since they were literally flying but it was a guess non the less.

"The White Dragon Emperor and the Black Lotus?!" Kokabiel shouts with outrage.

Kokabiel attempts to try and take an offensive, but just like before, in a blink of an eye, that thing called the Black Lotus is past him again. This time his wings were now in the process of falling down. And then the next second he's being held by his throat by the White dragon emperor now. These two just fucked him up in a matter of seconds. While it took a cheeky distraction to even get a solid hit on him yourself. They were both on a completely another level than all of you.

What was left of Kokabiel was like a corpse. At least you think. Those two fucked him up while it took about all you had just to get a single wing off. And you had help with that. Taking on one of them seems to be like a lucid dream at best.

"I have to say. I'm a bit disappointed in the red one. We're fated to fight yet he rarely did anything of interest. But you." The guy in white armor announces while shifting his gaze on you. "While we're not rivals. I must admit. Taking one of Kokabiel's wings. That's interesting for someone so low leveled."

"What the hell do you want?" You can only manage to reply with.

"Cleaning up a mess." The white one answers. "A shame your fate is with her. I would love to get a chance to fight you when your stronger."

"I got not desire to fight anyone." You snap back.

The one called the Black Lotus. A she you guess. She only tilted her head to the side ever so slightly. As if that comment of yours was confusing. Fate can fuck off. You're not interested in fighting anyone. What happened only happened because you wanted to get even, and this was the place you were staying at. There want a choice.

"A pity. You seem like you would be a interesting opponent. You and the red one should try to get stronger. It would be more fun that way." The white one states.

Just as the white dragon emperor takes off with Kokabiel in hand, the Black Lotus hovers in place for a few seconds, meeting your gaze. Those glowing eyepieces under that transparent face shield just burning right through your skull. It was like she wanted to say something. Anything. But at the same time wasn't even interested in indulging in a conversation. Until she takes off towards wherever the White Dragon flew off. It was scary how fast those two were. Not to mention ominous. The white guy had no problem wanting to talk with Issei. But her? It was always the quiet ones who look the most off-putting.