Regrouping and New Discoveries [Open]

Following the blowout of the Australian War, it seemed that Iramasha Activity was on the rampant rise throughout the depths of human world. Proceeding the radical movement of Koichi Iramasha's involvement in that hellish battle, it seemed that the likes of a new Iramasha Settlement was being forged on Earth and the tides of this global scale fight were beginning to change as many being throughout the Living Realm were slowly beginning to become aware of their existence. As a reflection of this forward moving coin, however, it seems those with more foul intentions were also coming to the fact that they were becoming more prominent on Earth. Observing the movements of Reimu Iramasha's missing men, it seemed that the likes of The Devil of Boundaries had wound herself up trailing the likes of Eric Zarathos in a strange twist of fate. Yes, the woman with the appearance of Selena Iramasha, or the shell of her at the very least, was going to make her reintroduction to the likes of The Maddened Demon on this day.

When the likes of The Demon Overlord started his final attack on the likes of The Last Remaining Iramashsa Researcher, a strange gap would open up in the space where this energy attack was meant to slay the likes of the fellow kinsmen. Blending into the area like a smoke, this gave the impression to the demon that he had indeed been success in his victory of killing the poor girl; when the reality of his circumstance was now much more grim now that one of the Royal Devil Iramashsa was in the midst of this situation. Yes, swiftly and quietly, a plethora of these bizarre holes started to rip open the space around the facility and transport all of the researchers, scientist and innocent bystanders out of the area and into the security of The Yayjuu's bunker where The Beast of Karakura lay in Downtown Karakura. Already sending word of her arrival through the Iramashsa Sync, this message echoed throughout the depths of the communication systems within Karakura Central and Yukuri was free to do as she pleased.

Henceforth, out of the biggest vortex of them all, a sinister looking woman emerged out of a seemly endless abyss of reddened eyes; all glaring down at Eric and his fellow lackies. From the thickest muck of the darkness, a feminine figure slowly started to make her presence into the ring. First, this silhouette seemed entirely black, with the expectation of her wicked red smile and crimson red eyes. Through the wave of her hands, she'd attempt to open miniature vortexes around all of The Mad One's henchmen and terminate them through means of devouring them within her energy. Being utterly outclassed by a Demon Lord such as The Devil of Boundaries, blackened tendrils quickly swept them into the void of this gateway in order to consume their bodies, break them down into nothing but flesh and kill their spirit to claim for her own as The Wicked Demoness of the Royal Devil Iramasha soon drew her presence closer inward to this sham of a operation.

Being unveiled like a ominous fog, the unraveling of The Devil's appearance would become all but apparent to Eric at this point. Golden hair extending downward to her spine that blew ever so gently in the nighttime breeze would evoke familiar auros of a woman he'd longer since met many moons ago. Meanwhile, her attire was utterly reagle. Wearing a deep indigo shaded dress across her well endowed body, it seemed that this purple color scheme would be the main piece in the garments this female wore. A faded, pink colored mob cap with a thin red ribbons that seemed to have smaller ribbons attached liberally across her dress and throughout the woman's hair seemed to mesh quite well with this purple and white hue. Lastly, the caucasian pigment of her skin soon became fleshed out from the darkness as the identity of this woman was now made all the more clear to everyone in the vicinity: it appeared Yukuri Iramasha, otherwise known as Feketsu Iramashsa and the FORMER Selena Minos, had arrived on the scene.

Stories of her endeavours throughout Demon World and the missions she's performed on behalf of the Royal Devil Iramasha were easy enough to potentially send chills down the spines of most Iramasha, Demon's and even some Shinigami and Human's whom had heard of these tales. On behalf of the Devil Iramasha's leader, Ketsu Iramasha, Yukuri was the one most notorious for making a swift end to her enemies in such vicious blood while carrying an oh-so pristine demeanor about herself. In fact, even now, nothing more than a relaxed smile was seen coming into view across the Demoness's face as she welcomed the likes of Eric Zarathos once more. Recalling brief visions of her former spirit, Selena Minos, Yukuri Iramashsa went over swift recollections of the male beast whom stands before her. The exact memories were clouded in her brain from the impact of being slain by the current a Demon Overlord and Controller of Devil Iramasha, Ketsu Iramasha, but it seemed that she was indeed able to at least muster forth his name and a scene within a bar somewhere in the outlands of Demon World where these two beings had met.

Therefore, with that much information being able to come forth to her mind, together with the bits and pieces of the stories about Eric Zarathos, it wasn't hard to understand the type of opponent she were up against if this had turned into a brawl of sorts. Henceforth, The Devil Woman soon pulled out a purple shaded umbrella and nonchalantly blocked out the moonlight from the full moon above them; placing it neatly behind her back while she held it in place with her left hand, allowing her the time she needed to begin her dialogue towards The Mad Demon:

"My, my. Even after all of these years, you are still quite the violent and aggressive braggart who loves to storm up unneeded conflict. Admittedly, though, I've never known you to be quite the Casanova with the ladies. You've never shown such seducing tricks like the ones you tried out on that wonderful researcher you attempted to assassinate back there." Placing her right hand above her mouth, Yukuri let out a gentle laugh as she basked in the hilarity of this situation. To meet this person ,under this moon through the actions of Koichi Iramasha and Ketsu Iramashsa was simply and utterly a riot for her. In spite of that, this may not have resonated the same feelings within Eric as another roadblock was more than ready to put a stop to his constant scheming against the Iramasha. Albeit, to the likes of The Devil of Boundaries, the petty games The Enraged Demon played with the lesser powerful members of the Iramasha were nothing more than a joke. Playing around with mere pushovers, misfits and those deeply below his strength or lacking in the will to stop him were testaments she hadn't found very...amusing. Acting strong over invertebrate was one thing to be had, but attempting to stop a Queen piece such as Yukuri would yield a much different story in the chapter of The Demon's life.

"Ignorance should be one of the seven deadly sins, Eric Zarathos. A Demon who can't even realize he is in way over his head? It would be pathetic if it weren't a sad tale to mutter. Tell me, dear, what do you intend to gain in this vendetta you possess over the Iramasha? Do you genuinely fall under the assumption your vengeance will go unnoticed if you decide to proceed down this path?" Taking a brief pause, Yukuri started to moving her hand away from her face while a more somber and serious minded expression started to creep around her face; black linings etching across her eyelids as she meant every word of what she uttered: "Nay, let me rephrase that: do you think these childish raids on infant Iramasha are going to do you any good in the long run? That through these boastful of victories over worms, you've fallen under the delusion you won't end up as bloodied corpse once you truly cross our kind?The power that lays vested within your allies and followers leaves us lacking in that potential. It is under this belief that serious action from the Iramahsa haven't been taken upon your being until now: the current threat you pose to the foundation of this family and this clan is ultimately....negative."

As the skies around them soon turned crimson in aura, the moon above them transitioned into a scarlet color as well; making these words all the more powerful as a slightly more crucial tone of voice bellowed out of The Demoness's mouth: "In fact, I don't think you understand: you are nothing to us but a dismantled and deranged spirit. One not even worth our leader coming to dispose of himself." Now swinging her arm across the air, The Mad Demon would get a brief warning in the form of four vortexes attempting to consume his arms and legs. If they succeeded in capturing them within their grasp, they'd yank on them with enough force behind their pull in order to rip his limbs clear off and leave him nothing more than a talking torso of a demon in his weakened state; nothing but a chunk of meat for his familiars to gather on the curb.

"Did you think you'd overcome that? As it stands now, we're nothing more than a crazed dream you are chasing through the night for means of fueling your own selfish lust for power. An excuse to do as you please, attack our people without mercy and ultimately become the king of fools sitting upon a throne of lies. Don't make me laugh. No one in this clan has ever sought after you, not even in a hostile fashion until your actions in Australia. Do you realize how pitiful you are now? Your existence alone is nothing but a brief tantrum in the flow of an everlasting circus that is the incarnations of your family. Stop playing the victim, you sniveling child." At this point, the entire skies above them were raining blood as The Devil's words evoked a response in the environment around them. Although, she would not leave him without these concluding words:

"Do you know what they say about you? You were born by mistake. From that very moment...you've been nothing all along in the grand scheme of things. So put this farce to rest already." And with those bold words spoken into the world, Yukuri would slowly raise her right hand in the air and formulate a fan within her grasp. Once this process was over? She'd let loose a terrible explosion of energy down upon the area that attempted to cripple Eric Zarathos in the form of fierce wind meant to repel whatever had remained into a black vortex behind him. If succeeded? The force of this demonic wind was enough to tear apart the flesh of THe Mad one to render him in a blind state of constant pain for the next minute or so, while the gateway behind him would lead him into the ruins of space itself in order to lose himself within that void of cold darkness.

A pitiful end to a pitiful demon. Such is the befitting turn of fate for someone daring to raise their hand against a Royal Devil Iramasha. Waiting to see the results of everything she'd done, The Devil of Boundaries would merely stand in place and wait for the smoke to clear from this whole range. It was a dirty duty, but at this point, with their presence on Earth now, it was going to be dealt with sooner or later. Results of this encounter would surely be lead to the likes of The Royal Devil Iramasha and, at the very least, The Maiden of Death was able to do a favor to that Shrine Woman her master seems so fond of...