[ Ⅶ ] bloodspilled wish

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Ticked off, Vivielle had no restraint left for herself as she charged at the Grimm Reaper despite any orders from her master. "Shut your mouth, you stupid piece of trash!" The blonde demon screeched. Her claws retracted from her fingertips and she thrusted them onto Sebastian's shoulders to boost herself upwards, into the air to aim for the Reaper's scythe, a failed attempt at kicking it off the reaper's hands.

Grell spun her reaper scythe upward, to shield Vivielle from jumping onto her. "You can try! But you won't be able to get to me~," The redhead taunted.

Simultaneously, the guard dog, Ciel Phantomhive, ripped off his cheap eyepatch and threw it to the ground, with wide eyes in a fit of panic. His eyes reflected his own faustian mark, mirroring the glowing of his pet demon's now fuschia eyes. "In the name of that of the queen and my own wretched name, 

"Catch that bastard!" 


Claire watched as the demons spared not a single millisecond before they charged at the reaper, ridding off any of their sympathetic patience and letting their hostile intent drip from the tips of their lips, retracting their claws, their fangs, and giving their eyes opportunities to glow with the Faustian mark that binds them and their contractees together. To say she was surprised at the sudden disregard for the human gise that Sebastian had let on to fake her out would be an understatement; Who would have known the queen's pet possessed a demon?! What is this? Grab yourself a pet demon day?

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