"Well, not any longer, it isn't." Vincent replied.

"Now it has a use." he said.

"At any rate, I need to get to work, and I need to do it quickly." he went on.

"What about you?" he then asked Syraene.

"What will you do from here? Where will you go?" he inquired.

"...we really do." Vincent agreed.

"If you wish to help, it'd be greatly appreciated." he told her.

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Unbeknownst to her, someone was watching from the foliage that was close to her. Watching her intently... concentrating on her, almost.

".......yes..." he mumbled, licking his lips.

He then took a small breath, and slowly made his way towards her, though his gait was that of a casual stroll.

When he was right behind her, he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"...hello again, Elizabeth." he said in her ear.

Francis raised an eyebrow for a moment, before smirking.

"Simple." he said.

"It's been a very long time since we've actually spent any quality time together." he told her, slipping forward, his hands draping over her chest.

"Father and daughter time." he went on.

"What say we... make up for lost time?" he suggested.

"Oh, but I AM." Francis responded, suddenly grabbing her shoulders harshly.

"Down in that blasted realm, you usually had some form of protection... most of the time." he growled. "And even then, I couldn't properly enjoy it." he hissed.

"Hell wouldn't let me." he went on.

"But now... now we are alive." he said further.

"We are alive... and I can enjoy the pleasures that only you can provide me once again, dearest daughter." he finished, his tone lustful and hungry.

Francis just smirked as he leaned in even closer.

"That's right." he said.

"Be a good little girl." he told her.

"Come on." he then said further.

"Let's go someplace a little more... private." he suggested.

Francis just growled.

"Such impudence." he said.

"You're nothing more than a half-breed." he said further. "No better than that damned abomination that Encrae created." he hissed, referring to Chris.

"But if you insist, I will show you, again, the strength of a pure-blood drow." he finished.

With that, he formed a ball of deep crimson mana in front of him, and launched it at her.

Francis was silent as Liz did what she did, and said what she did.

"Why you little..." he snarled, before throwing another orb of mana at her.

Nothing happened.

So it did it again.

Still nothing happened.

He tried again and again, close to 7 times, before he stopped, his arm outstretched... and he started to sudden feel very scared.

It was then that a small leaf fluttered from atop a tree... and landed softly on his bare outstretched arm.

"AH!" Francis exclaimed, flinching in pain... before his eyes suddenly grew wide.

"....oh." he muttered.

"Oh dear..." he said quietly, as his eyes met his daughters.

Francis yelped in immense pain as Liz smacked him.

"D-damn it." he cursed, as a pair of incognito drow started to pass by them.

"Hey!" he called to them.

"Little help?" he asked.

The male of the couple looked sharply towards him.

"We all know who you are, what you are like, and what you have done." he responded. "You are a disgusting disgrace to our kind." he spat.

"....." Francis was silent as he heard that, and realized just what his situation was now.

The drows looked at each other, before shrugging.

"Sure." the male replied.

"Hit him where it hurts." he suggested.

"And you know what I mean." he added, as Francis' face paled.

"N-no! Stay away from me!" he exclaimed, as he turned and started to run.

Francis hadn't taken more than a few steps, before he yelped in pain, and fell to the ground.

Which caused him to yell out once more, and writhe in agony.

"N-no!" he exclaimed.

"No, stay away!" he yelled.

He then formed about 10 orbs of drow mana in front of him, and fired them desperately at her.

"STAY BACK!"