Grea, Sen, and Jeanne tracked Typh to a cave.
Grea frowned. Something in the air felt off. She knew this sensation!
"We meet again, dragonkin," said Otherworld Nomad.
"I'M NOT INTO CHAINS......." screamed Typh, chained to the floor.
Sen gasped, but Grea pulled her back. "Let me handle this," said Grea gently. She glared at Otherworld Nomad. "You. What're you doing with Typh?"
"He's a highly valuable specimen," said Otherworld Nomad. "Look how the power of Crimson Horizon has transformed him."
Grea flexed her claws, arm bursting into flames. "Let my friend go."
Otherworld Nomad simply chuckled. "Jeanne," said Otherworld Nomad, pointing. "Become edge."
"Huh?" said Jeanne as her outfit suddenly changed and her hair turned white. Her pupils shrank and her voice cracked, "Ah... Vyrn-sama..."
"To save Vyrn-sama from the girl in blue, we must complete Typh's corruption," said Otherworld Nomad. "Do what must be done, D'Jeanne."
"Yes," whispered DJeanne. She drew her sword and stabbed her own hand. Roaring, Grea lunged at Dijon.
Sen's eyes widened as Otherworld minions appeared around the cave. "S-stay back, nya!"
Suddenly, a hand on her wrist. "He grabbed me just like this," said Anthuria breathily, spinning Sen to safety. Moments later, Magisa swung her staff and Morax set half the minions on fire.
Sen stared as Fenrir, Yggdrasil, Cagliostro, Petra, Vania, Io, and many others charged into the cave. "Nyaaa... you all came!"
Anthuria's eyes were aglow. "If Typh's in trouble, we'll be there," she insisted, twirling away from an Otherworld beast's jaws.
Tears formed in Sen's eyes. "Even though... if we win here... Typh might not have a harem anymore...?"
"We care about Typh, but we also care about you, Sen," said Korwa gracefully. "All of us want to see you get your happy ending!"
Continued in Part 6