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Cu Chulainn wasn't a patrolman, nor did he ever aspire to be one. He was the guardian of his country in the sense that he would respond immediately to dire threats but he had never been the man to watch every village one by one and butt his head into every squabble he saw. Despite that, he had a keen eye for trouble and countless thoughts about what justice was supposed to be--so, he tended to intervene in problems when they presented themselves if only because of the fickle nature of what justice looked like to him.

Two farmers were arguing over a fairy mound, claiming ownership over a magic bow that sprung out of it. It had been hovering in the air, moving around on occasion from their perspective. Cu Chulainn, puzzled, wondered if the two men were fools--as there was clearly a man in white attire holding the damned thing. He stepped down from his horse to approach the two in the middle of their quarrel, watching the bowman, who was ignoring them as he read from a thin piece of paper held up in front of him. The two men didn't notice the bowman at all.

The bowman met eyes with Cu Chulainn, perplexed.

"You can see me?"

"Yeah. You can call me Cu Chulainn and... I'm curious. Never seen an archer carry that kind of bow, before."

Their exchange of words was brief, if not polite on Cu Chulainn's end. The farmers backed off immediately when they saw Cu Chulainn speaking to what they presumed was a demented ghost clutching the bow and ran when the bow lifted and fired, trying to take off Cu Chulainn's head from the neck. The young man let out a terse sigh, unstrapping his spear from his back after avoiding the volley before making a bit more effort to close the gap and stride towards him. The dark-haired archer was stunned that his shot hadn't landed and even more so when the following dozen bolts were parried and redirected just as easily. He jumped up and kicked the bowman square in the chest, dropping him to the ground before there had been a few popping sounds.

Strange. It didn't sound like the sound of bones breaking--he didn't think he kicked hard enough to do that. The bowman stumbled back, coughing and wheezing, his eyes bulging open as he buried his hand in his clothing to pull out a vial. The thing had broken in the center and little white tablets fell to the ground, dissolving. The shocked expression he wore spoke more about what happened than whatever he could pull out with his strange accent.

"I--I can't stay here!"

He threw a capsule to the ground, blinding light shining and catching Cu Chulainn off guard. He stepped back, vanishing into a tear in thin air, just as a few more of the tablets landed on the ground where he had been standing. Cu Chulainn rubbed under his eyes before stepping over to the remaining tablets, picking them up with a scowl.

"What a pain--fairy mounds are just troubling these days. Nothing good comes out of the damned things anymore--"

As if proving him right, a dozen or so howling voices rose up in the woods, the town, and the mountains all at once. Screaming farmers and milling people came shortly after, clearly bothered by the owners of those inhuman howls. His irritated scowl deepened and he ran off, away from the mound and towards the sound of trouble, "Speak of the devil... and he'll come crawling right away, huh?"

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Conchobor, sweating at the brow, managed to pick himself up to stand--though he was clearly bent at the waist. He pushed his nephew away feebly, prompting a startled look from the young man. It was unreal seeing his uncle look so weak but it didn't keep him from looking to the rest of the warriors. There was a point connecting them all in that pain but he couldn't figure it out. Even Cathbad's wife was leaned up against him, breathing hard and clinging to his arm. She hid her pain well enough but he reached to take her hand and hold it, thinking on what he was seeing. Cathbad was struggling to think things over himself, his hand tightening on Nessa's.

"It's definitely specialized," He commented as Nessa gripped him. "I'm not affected--the dog isn't affected. The princess isn't affected. All the children are untouched and a few of the servants don't seem bothered."

At that point, Cathbad was simply laying out facts. Cu Chulainn spoke up, pointing something out. He looked to Yoruichi briefly before looking to Cathbad. She didn't know what was going on, so he tried to help out--if only a little.

"It's a pretty bad situation to be in. Only a god could create a curse based on a single condition like that. Which god was that--the one posing as that messenger?"

Cathbad grunted, watching the crowd as they began taking care of one another. Given the fact that the warriors were the ones clearly suffering, it fell to everyone else to do the lifting and moving and it looked incredibly awkward. Sons and daughters were supporting their mothers and fathers, too startled to do things properly and help to the best of their abilities.

"Crows. So, either the Almighty One or The Morrigan. Neither of them have any interest in causing us harm, so--I'd say you'll need to figure out which of the two it was."

Cu Chulainn shut his mouth immediately, helping Conchobor into his seat. Usually quick to chirp back, he looked as if everything he had to say would just be a jumbled, meaningless mess.

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It looks like her hosts are only a little less confused than Yoruichi is, so there's no sense in asking for more information when it's clearly not there to give. So she turns aside, helping one of the servants to his feet. He looks alarmed, and she belatedly realizes he must be one of the people who can't see her. Another person whispers in his ear, and he sketches a bow and mumbles thanks in Yoruichi's direction.

One toddler vainly pats his mother's arm, his face crumpling as she struggles to get up. Mentally shrugging, Yoruichi goes to help, hoping she doesn't alarm the woman too much. To her relief, the woman nods her thanks as she's helped back into her seat. The baby is distracted by Yoruichi's arrival, and the silly face she makes at him causes him to laugh. She scoops him up and hands him to his mother, giving them both a grin before heading back to her seat.

Helping in even such a small way helps her feel a little more in control of things, as though she's not completely at the mercy of random chance.

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"Lady Yoruichi," Cu Chulainn raised his voice, unsure of what to do. As he tried pressing a rune of healing to Conchobor's chest, he could see it had no effect. The king shoved him away for good, interrupting him before he could continue. When Conchobor slumped into his seat, Cu Chulainn lowered his head and then strode to Yoruichi. In the background, Cathbad was tapping chairs with his staff, summoning phantoms that began scooping people up into good seating positions so they could breathe and feel less tension. Ghostly forms began circulating to the kitchen for water and some looked for herbs to be given for pain.

"--Lady Yoruichi, I don't like to ask others for help when they aren't involved but I'm..." Struggling for a better word, he looked across the hall. All the men and women he usually relied upon were collapsed with fatigue and pain. Quite literally, he felt like the last one standing in the army. "...Pretty damn alone, here. Every single one of our commanders is down and I need to secure the borders in case this was an orchestrated attack and not just some random grudge."

The people who were suffering were difficult to look at--not for a lack of compassion but because he immediately knew he didn't have any techniques that could help them.

Before he could feel anger and disgust, he felt helplessness. Daire, despite herself, nudged him with her knuckles as she hunched in her chair and spat, "What, were you just a puppy after all? Go do your job, you dumb mutt!"

He was stunned.

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It would take a harder heart than Yoruichi's to be able to look around the hall and deny them her help. Even though she still wants to find a way home, these people are in immediate need, and if she can be of any help, she will.

She blinks at Daire's outburst, but decides not to address it. She wonders if calling Cu Chulainn a dog is some sort of nickname--it's not the first time she's heard him referred to in those terms.

Instead, she stands up and nods at him. "I don't mind helping." She turns to the king, giving him a slightly deeper incline of her head. "You've welcomed me into your home, I'd be honored to help defend it."

From a practical standpoint, it's hard to know how much ground the two of them will feasibly be able to secure. But it's better than staying in the castle and being caught off guard by another attack.

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Cu Chulainn breathed a sigh of relief at Yoruichi's formal response. There was still a mountain of problems to deal with but a second set of legs could patrol the outside grounds even faster than one set.

"Thanks," He bowed at the waist to her and then hurried to the walls, finding a soldier hunched weakly on a bench. "Can't do all this in sandals--I'll need to borrow something."

Conchobor gave Yoruichi a nod of his head and placed his hands on his sword to steady himself. When a servant came by to tend to him--he pushed the young man aside and gestured with effort toward a young couple who had been working to get people back in their seats with the specters. Cathbad took a seat again, gripping his wife's hand.

"Hurry now," The normally crazed old man warned her and urged Yoruichi to the door with a glance of his eyes. Even if he were the sort of person who preferred mischief over all else, it was apparent that a loved one's pain dragged him out of his flaws quickly enough. "The god is gone but men are coming to replace them."

There was a pause. Cu Chulainn was already in the middle of borrowing a warrior's boots when Cathbad silenced the room in an instant for a prophecy, "The bull stags will vanish. The hound will surrender them."

Cu Chulainn flashed the old man a heated look. Without saying a word to anyone else, he fled the dining hall, rushing toward the stables. At the same time, a bellowing roar shook the castle walls. Coming to a halt--he was faced by two rampaging bulls, drawn by chains and ropes at the hands of a grinning older man with narrowed eyes holding a rainbow sword. The bulls, big enough to look nothing like ordinary bulls anymore, struggled against the strength of the older man despite him only keeping them tethered with one hand.

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Yoruichi gives Cathbad a quick nod, and is right at Cu Chulainn's heels as he dashes outside. Her eyes widen at the sight of the enormous animals; she can almost feel their bellow in her bones.

Despite the many shapes zanpakutou can take, Yoruichi's never seen one like this sword. The waves of power coming from it are obvious even from across the courtyard, swirling from the blade in unnervingly beautiful colors. She notes the fact that he's controlling the animals with just one hand, a feat well beyond any normal human's ability. She wonders, not for the first time, what kind of place she's come to.

She's not dumb enough to take her eyes off of the new arrival, but she's also alert for anyone coming from a different direction. It's be smart of someone to use him as the distraction while bringing more troops around the other side.

"It's your house," she murmurs. "I'll follow your lead."

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Cu Chulainn's hurried rush outside slowed to a crawl. It may have seemed strange that he let Yoruichi take the lead at the last second but he visibly stopped in his tracks when he saw who was bringing the beasts to a halt in the middle of the emptied courtyard. Cu Chulainn was pale and sweating, unable to breathe.

"Fergus--" Almost laboring to speak, Cu Chulainn opened his hands and dropped his spear to the ground. The moment his weapon left his hand, he seemed to relax and the exhaustion left his body. "What the hell are you doing!?"

With a sneering grin, Fergus turned his sword up and reigned in the massive stags with a curt yank of the other hand and the ropes he had tethered to them.

"I'm no petty thief. This is a declaration of conquest and Medb says that the matter'll be settled if she gets what she wants. Once she has that--she'll drop the curse."

The grim scowl on Cu Chulainn deepened. Whoever the man was, Cu Chulainn wore a sense of betrayal in his expression. He replied softly to Yoruichi--

"There's nothing to worry about. He's just leaving."

Fergus bellowed out a laugh--his hand relaxing on the stags. He turned to Yoruichi to speak, "No harsh feelings, boy! Now, then, more importantly. Young lady, would you like to--"

Fergus vanished when Cu Chulainn reached down to press his hand flat to the ground. The older man had been visibly distracted by Yoruichi, letting out a less-than-impressive cry as he was hurled out of the courtyard and into the air, flying north towards the mountains. The stags relaxed, both their heads raising to watch the rainbow trail that followed.

"Tcch. Getting distracted like that? He really must not have been serious."

Cu Chulainn picked up his spear after lifting his hand--a runic sentence written into the stones. A trail of fire followed to the spot where Fergus had been standing. The confrontation had been brief but Cu Chulainn clearly had little sense for mercy or hesitation. Whoever that man was--the young man spared no concern for whether or he just killed him, despite knowing him.

More importantly, Cu Chulainn focused on Yoruichi.

"I can't do that more than once an hour. If he's not dead, he'll be coming back and ticked off. Think you could keep him distracted?"

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Yoruichi shoots Cu Chulainn a look of alarm as he falters, and she makes sure to keep both men in her line of sight. She relaxes somewhat when he seems to recover, but continues to watch Fergus for any sign of attack.

Instead of attacking, Fergus hits her with a bright, faintly familiar smile, ignoring Cu Chulainn completely. She barely has time to get exasperated before he's thrown from the courtyard, flying out of sight in seconds.

"Yeah, but are you all right? What happened just now?" Belatedly, she realizes why the name Fergus is so familiar. "And was that your uncle? The one you told me about?"

If so, that would explain why Cu Chulainn seemed so taken aback by the man's involvement in the attack.

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"Yeah, that's the other uncle--Fergus. 'Course, he's always kept politics out of his grudges so I didn't think this kind of thing would ever happen," Yoruichi's question answered, Cu Chulainn stiffened up before taking a deep breath to try and tighten his lungs up. He had to strengthen himself up before Fergus got his footing. Off in the distance, there was a flash of light in a number of colors and, shortly after, the sound of a thunderclap off coming from the direction Fergus when flying. Maybe Fergus survived by blasting the ground to slow himself down but it didn't matter. He could tell that Fergus went far enough that they had time to compensate. That said, he didn't know everything Yoruichi could do. She was clearly physically strong and fast but whether or not she could handle the rainbow sword in close quarters was something he felt didn't need to be tested if it could be helped.

"My uncles got into a fight at one point and they both tried to get me to settle it by killing the other. Conchobor was my king, so I was obligated to obey him but... I resisted. As for Fergus--not only is he my uncle but he's still a king in his own right. I vowed I'd never harm him so long as he carried the sword of an Ulster king," As carefully as he chose his words to get the meaning across as clearly as possible, Cu Chulainn didn't realize that soul reapers wouldn't have any idea what a geas was. The idea of making completely magical vows likely wouldn't cross Yoruichi's mind.

Still, he stampeded right past the ridiculous nature of what he said and assumed Yoruichi was on board. Cu Chulainn felt his body strengthening up again before he looked back to her. Inwardly, he was curious about whether or not Fergus insulted her just then--but outright saying it seemed like it would be even worse than walking right past the topic.

"I can't fight him directly. That move was, at best, me releasing one of the wards Cathbad placed that kept air spirits from stealing from our crops. I can't do that a second time unless I have the time to reset it."

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Yoruichi understands that he's made a promise, but doesn't get the gravity of it. It makes sense that he wouldn't want to be caught in a war between family members, especially if he's on decent terms with them both. That had definitely been a look of betrayal, and she can't blame him; he'd promised not to fight his uncle, and the courtesy hadn't been returned.

In any case, it sounds like whatever loophole he'd just used might not be ready by the time Fergus gets back. And even if it is, it might not work on him a second time, especially if he's expecting it. She squares her shoulders, giving Cu Chulainn a curt nod.

"I'll buy you as much time as I can. What should I be watching out for? I mean, what's the deal with that sword?" She's confident enough in her strength and speed, but after what she's seen here, it'd be stupid to assume she can beat Fergus just because he's human. If that hit didn't kill him, she'd do well to respect his strength.

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"Well--" He began, lining out runes in the air just by sweeping his hand through it. The ground began to 'repair' itself, reverting to what it was before Fergus ejected and the bulls were dragged out. The two massive bulls began backing away, calming down at the sight of the dazzling lights. Cu Chulainn sent the runes spinning in the air towards the pens and the bulls followed, dizzied by the show. Then, he began carving runes into the dirt with the tip of his spear.

"I've only seen him use it once," He lifted one hand and gestured towards a mountain line in the distance. One of the taller peaks of it had a flatter appearance than the rest. It was perfectly straight. "He cut the top off of that ridge. If he points the blade at the ground--jump as high as you can."

It was difficult to really articulate the entirety of the point, he supposed. Yoruichi clearly saw the light coming off of the weapon, so she would know it would be bad to touch any of it. Another thundering roar came off in the distance as Fergus made his charge blatantly obvious. The shining rainbow of coloring coming from the distant valley he made when he crashed to the earth was flooded with light.

The entire time, Cu Chulainn focused on rebuilding the runes that secured the fortress. He didn't look up from his task again--having no time to reassure Yoruichi more than he already had.

"Two minutes, tops. If we repel him one more time--he'll lose all momentum and won't be able to rush the fortress directly anymore!"

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"Got it." Avoid the sword, repel the wielder. Given all the noise he's making on his way back, Yoruichi will have to hit him hard to make sure he doesn't get back up. Her shunko is too raw and untried, but kidou alone may work, if it's strong enough. If not, she'll move in to finish him off.

He's coming in fast, but it should be just enough time for what she has in mind.

First, she shoots out of the courtyard and through the gates; no sense ruining the place after Cu Chulainn's gone through all the trouble to rebuild. She begins to chant the incantations for two different spells, alternating lines for each as she goes. It's tricky, keeping the words straight and her attention focused, even as the riotous rainbow light grows closer and closer. He's nowhere near her top speed, but he's still covering ground faster than she would have expected.

If I die here, would my family ever know?

Mentally, she gives herself a shake. That's a stupid line of thought. Cu Chulainn's grandfather knows her family, he could get word back. Besides--she's not going to die at the hands of some weird old man who leers at her legs.

She finishes both incantations with a defiant shout, her small body brimming with energy. Fergus comes back into range, bellowing as he comes up on the tail end of his charge.

"Hado #58; Tenran! Hado #88; Hiryu Gekizou Shinten Raiho!" A violently churning vortex shoots from her outstretched palm, surrounding a blue-white beam of fiercely crackling energy. The combination of mid and high level spells should hopefully be enough to knock him back and lose him a significant amount of the ground he'd gained, especially since they're fortified with the incantations.

Tenran's tornado and Hiryu Gekizou's concentrated blast hit with enough force to throw up chunks of dirt and dust, obscuring their view. Before it clears, Yoruichi reaches for her sword, drawing it free from the sheathe at her back.

Privately, she winces; she might have gone a little bit overboard with the hit. But who wants to take chances with a guy who can shear off the top of a mountain?

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"Well, I'll be," It was a thought on both Cu Chulainn and Fergus' minds at roughly the same point. Cu Chulainn, focused on raising up the wards he destroyed earlier, caught sight of Yoruichi's body as she flared up with white light and wind. The incantations she spoke would have been unheard of if he weren't training his senses to the limit to make sure he didn't miss a beat, so he knew none of it was like the magic he could use. Numbered incantations were unknown to him but he knew what she was doing just from the outline of her outstretched hands. It was similar to prana burst--an explosion of raw power meant to shield the body and destroy outside forces. Yoruichi showed a pretty terrifying hand right off the bat. Her charge was swift but Cu Chulainn caught enough of the tail end of her movement to know he could afford to take a few liberties with his spell.

Fergus didn't spot it as quickly as Cu Chulainn did. He watched carefully as Yoruichi's silhouette came into view and felt startled when she closed in swifter than he expected. Purposefully, he turned his heel to adjust his charge at the last moment when he saw that Yoruichi followed him, ready to adjust to each harsh charge of his feet. She didn't lose him even when he side-stepped. Shit, this one has legs on her--!

The whistling sound of her incantation and the power surrounding her came much later after she actually rushed him. It resembled the sound of an arrow loosed from a bow. The shaft would strike the target before the victim heard it. Even despite that, he still saw what he needed to do to avoid taking a direct blow. Possessing keen enough battle knowledge, Fergus could nearly predict exactly how Yoruichi would move though he couldn't quite tell what the full reach of her blast was. So, he over-compensated. He ground his feet to a halt, driving the tip of his sword up in a wide slash meant to drive the light off of it into her shearing winds. Combined with his momentum, the explosion of power that he used to clash with Yoruichi's Hado sent him spinning at an angle adjacent to his charge. She didn't quite stop him but he didn't end up any closer to the fortress.

Fergus pulled himself up to stand, a bit wobbly in his legs. He didn't expect to get hit that hard in the middle of his charge--none the less with enough strength and speed to force him to defend.

"Woah, now, missy--" He turned his sword over. He had two smoking burns on either shoulder, mwatching the point where Yoruichi's two techniques met at once. The swing of energy he tossed into the sky earlier was only really meant to be a maneuver to avoid him taking the blows directly but even using his Mind's Eye to see through her attacks--Yoruichi had been too fast for him to avoid on a dime. Even as Fergus played around as if he were more hurt than he had been, a trail of rainbow light tore through the sky above and parted one of the clouds, shedding moonlight on the two of them. Fergus winced, feeling the burn down to his bones. "That was a pretty serious strike. If I were any less crafty, you might have killed me!"

As friendly as his grin and laugh were, Fergus didn't show any signs of letting his guard down--especially not when Yoruichi was already readying her sword. Fergus's eyes were sharp and ready as if none of that pain mattered. Yoruichi, in his eyes, looked concerned rather than scared. It was a detail he wouldn't miss. If she had been more ready to kill him, he imagined she'd have put herself in more danger with that attack. The sharper the desire to kill, the easier it was for him to see through an attack.

"Though, I'm going to have to ask you to step aside. You're definitely no Ulster warrior, so I don't have any reason to fight you."

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As the dust clears, Yoruichi can see that Fergus is still standing. He's looking a little worse for wear, but he'd managed to deflect some of the force of her attack. He seems good natured enough despite the damage he's taken, but he shows no sign of backing down.

"Cu Chulainn said I should take you seriously." Her face firms. "And these people welcomed me into their home. I'm not stepping aside."

She begins to chant again, her words quick but clear as energy gathers around her sword. "Hado #78; Zangerin!" She slashes the air in a wide arc, sending a curving blade of energy towards Fergus before he can advance again.

While he's distracted by the kido blast, she shoots forward, launching into shunpo. Fergus hadn't been able to keep up with her speed before; getting in range of his sword is a risk, but it'll pay off if she can disarm him long enough for Cu Chulainn to finish.

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Well, now. This young lady really is a good guest. I can't say I can fault her for that.

Still, I don't have the time for this.

Fergus never let his eyes off of Yoruichi. He had come for the bulls himself to save Ulster from destruction. As much as he hated Conchobor, the nature of Medb's demands called for a great shame upon the king--which normally would be fine by him. Despite that, Fergus knew what 'shame' meant to Medb. Men and women would die to appease her anger. Ulster would face an immense tragedy and he would have sat idly by while Medb flexed her muscles to get what she wanted. An army would have marched into Ulster if he didn't volunteer to pick up the steers and leave without so much as a single casualty.

An army was coming. Explaining it wouldn't do any good. If Cu Chulainn and Yoruichi needed proof, then it would be revealing itself in less than two or three minutes. Medb loved him but she knew what he was up to, volunteering to do the job himself.

Fergus sighed and turned his sword over, watching Yoruichi's own channel what looked to be raw spiritual power. The incantation meant nothing but he assumed it would burn just as much as the previous one if he was hit directly. It was no joke--she really was taking him seriously.

He lowered his sword instead of defending himself when she fired the blast in his direction. A straightforward attack? Didn't she say she was taking me seriously?

She was. Fergus felt the trajectory of the blast out and side-stepped it with grace that didn't match his bulky frame. He dug his heels in the dirt and lifted his sword in one clean arc. She went with the smarter approach--a feint. A faint image in his mind sprung to life, matching her movement. She must have thought he would use brawn to attack her spell. Sidestepping it instead gave him the time to move and compensate.

The next part would be the real test. If he could slow her down with one attack then he could still beat down his nephew and head out with the steers without a single casualty.

He and Yoruichi were interrupted when Cu Chulainn hollered, raising his voice so anyone and everyone could hear. He had almost finished repairing Cathbad's spell but it was still a stressful endeavor.

"Princess! He's trying to stall you out! There's an army coming in from the north!"

Fergus went white. That psychopath must not have waited a second before sending them out on their march.

"Well, now," His voice darkened and he leveled his sword--unwilling to enjoy his standoff with Yoruichi. In an instant, Caladbolg erupted in rainbow light that began shaking the ground and burning at the air around him. "This'll have to be settled in one blow or we'll be facing an unsavory situation."

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Fergus dodges the blast, moving more quickly than his size would suggest. It streaks past him, digging up furrows in the ground as Fergus lifts his sword in response. Yoruichi gathers herself to intercept him, lightly changing direction mid-stride to meet his new attack.

But she's brought up short by Cu Chulainn's shout, looking to the north to spot the telltale signs of an army on the move. Fergus' expression goes stark, his previous friendliness completely gone. Yoruichi jumps back as he activates his sword, narrowing her eyes as rainbow light begins to scorch the air.

If this needs to be done in one hit, it'll have to be the strongest technique she has--even if it's not completely under her control. Blowing out a long breath, she re-sheathes her sword at the small of her back, then loosens the top of her robe, pulling it down to reveal a high-necked, sleeveless shirt underneath.

"This was always going to be unsavory," she snaps. "There are babies in there, and your side made sure their parents were too sick to defend them." Lightning begins to arc and dance across her back and shoulders, sending shreds of black fabric drifting through the air. It's purely compressed energy surrounding her limbs, and the furrows in her brow attest to the effort needed to control it.

"One blow, right?" She calls out over the wind generated by her shunko. She's no longer really worried about killing Fergus; he's proven himself capable enough. She can't afford a prolonged back and forth with him--not when that army will be there soon.

Yoruichi remembers the toddler and his mother that she'd helped inside just moments before--if she doesn't pull this off, they'll be the ones to suffer.

She lets out her breath in a near snarl, bracing herself against the force of her shunko blast. Unlike the last two, it's a much wider blast, leaving a wide trench in its wake as it speeds toward Fergus and his rainbow light like lightning itself. If the army does't already know there's a battle in front of the castle, there's no way they could miss this.

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"I came out here to stop all that," He muttered underneath his breath, almost to no one in particular. Fergus knew that look in Yoruichi's eyes. She was wild and only interested in meting out punishment to someone committing an evil act. She was entirely justified, he supposed. That was what he got for letting his dick get him that far north in the country. Still, it wasn't all bad. The lashed harshly against him once Yoruichi blew out the air with the pressure from her spiritual power. It was beautiful in its chaotic, unpredictable shape.

His Mind's Eye couldn't do much against that. Yoruichi wasn't actively guiding any of it around--whether it was on purpose or a coincidence. He really would have to take a shot in the dark defending against that kind of thing. He even considered the idea of simply dropping his sword and letting the young woman kill him without a fight.

Unfortunately, it wasn't an option. The moment he perished, his emotional young nephew would go on one of his rampages. Medb's soldiers would be annihilated--and so would Macha. So, he'd have to fight and hope he'd win without any more fuss.

What a meaningless dream! Grinding his heels into the dirt, Fergus drove his sword down when the blast closed in on him. There wasn't any need to see where Yoruichi was coming from or if she'd follow up. When the rainbow sword split the ground, it lifted a wall of dirt and stone that burst against Yoruichi's blast, sending up a tidal wave of smoke, debris and shrapnel in the shape of a mushroom.

Fergus barked out a laugh from the inside of the massive cloud.

"Well, I guess my aim really is off! I was looking to strike down your blow and ended up pointing my damn sword at the dirt," Feigning innocence, he prepared to back his way out of the cloud and make an escape--maybe to circle around past the army and back to Medb to work on his apology for a job failed. He made it one step before a flash of red light streaked across the horizon like a comet. The origin of the comet came from within Macha's walls--where the boy had been repairing Cathbad's spell.

The streak landed off in the mountains. There was a flash of light and heat before the impact of the shockwave came a few seconds later. A great fiery blast left part of the mountain in ruins only before the same red comet hooked back from its landing and shot back towards Macha. Cu Chulainn lifted his hand, catching his spear in his open palm before resting the tip of it on the ground. Fergus was still hidden by the dust but he was left dumbstruck by what Cu Chulainn had done without so much as hesitating. Really--why am I suddenly so surprised by the cruelty of that boy?

"It's all fixed up," Cu Chulainn commented, cooly--as if he hadn't just slain hundreds of men in an instant. He didn't look back to Yoruichi or Fergus, his expression brimming with fury that his voice kept subdued.

"If you were aiming to fool Princess Yoruichi and make a cowardly escape, Uncle--I'd reconsider. I'll let her know every one of your tricks to make sure you don't make it another step."

Well, that does it. Fergus sighed and turned over his sword. His cool smile and easygoing nature were abandoned for a look of utter defeat and a sense of loss. He dropped Caladbolg on the ground, the plume of dust still hanging overhead. He could still see the red line of the spear's path when he blinked.

"I understand, boy. I was hoping to avoid actually having to kill anybody but... Well, that went south fast."

[goneonenight]

A cloud of debris hides Fergus' form, but Yoruichi can sense that he's still alive. Her head is swimming somewhat from the effort of unleashing that massive, almost feral technique, but gives no sign, managing to stay on her feet. Dismay flickers over her face; a captain would have had no trouble dealing with Fergus, but for all her raw strength and talent, Yoruichi is still just a few years out from being a student. It'll be some time before she comes into her full power.

Fergus barely finishes speaking before she feels something streak past her, towards the approaching army. She barely gets the sense of something dark and powerful before a wash of heat and light hits her. The red light forms itself into a spear that returns to Cu Chulainn's hand like a trained dog. Without warning, and from this distance, he'd been able to cause that kind of damage?

Not for the first time, she wonders what kind of place she's been brought to.

While Yoruichi's techniques hadn't really seemed to bother him much, Fergus looks completely demoralized by his nephew's attack. He drops his sword, resignation in every line of his body. Her eyes flick over to Cu Chulainn--he'd know better than her whether his uncle is being genuine or not. It wouldn't be the first time someone had pretended defeat in order to launch one last desperate attack.

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Cu Chulainn said nothing when Caladbolg hit the dirt. He simply reached down to pick it up while Fergus watched, wrap it in his cloak, and hold it out for Yoruichi to take. It was a trophy if anything--even if the entire weapon was almost as tall as she was. Fergus said nothing about it, even if the thought of losing it felt like a cold knife in his heart. The boy really knew how to add dramatic flair to cruel gestures like that.

Fergus' body ached. A young woman blew through his great sword's power and left him with numb fingers and a broken spirit. The only thing that could make it worse would be Medb's response. Of course, he'd tell his wife that Yoruichi wasn't to blame, so there was no need to extend her reach to the spirit realm--not that Medb held any real knowledge of the place. For all he knew, Medb would attack Hell by accident and assume she wrapped everything up with a neat little bow.

"There," Cu Chulainn breathed in a sigh and the air of malice around him vanished the moment Fergus' defeat was confirmed. "The fight is over, my uncle surrendered and Medb's army is routed enough that they'll need to pull back to recover from the damage to their main line. If they attack, they'll hit the wards I've recovered and get torn to pieces by wild spirits. That means--"

Cu Chulainn grinned wide, the seriousness of the situation dissolving from his perspective. He had, for all intents and purposes, forgotten how angry he had been with Fergus and his concern for Yoruichi was alleviated. She held beat Fergus, the barrier was restored and Medb was given a black eye she would remember. It wasn't a day's victory--not a war's victory but the way he looked, it was almost as if he thought that way.

"Let's go see how everyone is doing now that we've got the chance to breathe."

Swallowing hard, Fergus nodded. He didn't follow out of friendliness but because he understood that Cu Chulainn really was honestly willing to forgive and forget. Despite that, Fergus couldn't help but feel charmed by it. Cu Chulainn was downright terrifying when he was in one of his 'moods' and yet, Fergus liked the chipper nature he always swung back to.

"You know, lass--" Hunching his shoulders, the old man held his hands out in defeat while still managing to bow in his respect. "Had you been perfected that technique, I might have beaten it. But... No, I don't think I could work up the nerve to face it head on if I faced you, again."

[goneonenight]

Yoruichi takes Caladbolg automatically; it makes sense that Fergus wouldn't be allowed to keep his sword after surrendering. She can still feels its power even through the fabric, and her own sword grumbles at the back of her mind. He doesn't like that she's holding such a powerful weapon, even if she has no intention of keeping it.

Fergus seems subdued, but for Cu Chulainn, it's like the fight never happened. Yoruichi can hold a grudge like nobody's business, so she's a bit taken aback by how easily Cu Chulainn lets his anger go. But it seems like the danger has been averted for now, so she guesses he has reason enough to be in a good mood.

Caladbolg is a huge weapon--much longer than her own wakizashi. She settles it against her shoulder as they turn towards the castle, but pauses as Fergus pays his respects. Yoruichi gives him a long, thoughtful look; he looks like he's done fighting, but she's still not letting her guard down.

"If you stay on my good side, you won't have to." She nods her head in return, making sure not to take her eyes off him, then quirks her eyebrow in a half-smirk. With men Fergus' age, that expression either enrages them or makes them chuckle indulgently. For her father, it can go either way on any given day.

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With Yoruichi taking her spoils, Cu Chulainn felt confident in the night being secured for the castle and the outer grounds. He watched as the herders reigned the bulls back in their pens, the animals slowly shrinking down to smaller sizes as if their anger had inflated them and given them their terrifying appearances. Calmer and subdued, the creatures were glossy and strong in their frames but weren't burning with the ethereal flame they possessed minutes earlier.

Something in the mountains caught his eye, briefly. What he didn't mention was that his spear hadn't fully routed Medb's army. Someone in that contingent repelled his weapon and prevented it from truly wreaking havoc. If his spear struck properly, then he would have ended the conflict entirely. With only one name in mind that could accomplish such a feat, Cu Chulainn heaved and sigh and muttered to himself, "Better tell Daire her son is in good health."

Then, he turned back to Yoruichi and Fergus just in time to witness a man testing dangerous waters. He was about to ask Yoruichi if she wouldn't mind sharing with him what technique she coated herself with but the older man was clearly much more eager to grab her attention--at least he was faster about it.

Fergus, in a display of confidence that only a madman could really possess, saw the sharp and intimidating nature of Yoruichi's grin and want to capitalize on it. The second he saw a chance to change the nature of their relationship, he lunged at it with what he always thought was a smooth transition.

"If I'm on your good side, then what say you we roll around for a bit in a more friendly manner? I may not be in my prime, but I'm spry and more charming than the local pups."

Cu Chulainn looked at Yoruichi for a moment with an arched brow then made a point to step to the side--clearly not wanting to be between she and Fergus at a time like that. He couldn't claim to be any less brazen than his uncle but somehow he realized that it was a terrible time to make a pass at a woman--especially one who seemed very unhappy with his behavior.

[goneonenight]

Yoruichi's face is blank for a few moments. His words don't register initially; it's hardly the first time she's been propositioned, but no one's ever been so crude about it. She's still a princess despite her forthright manner, and men usually pretty up their language a bit.

But it finally dawns on her; her eyes widen, then narrow as her fists clench around Caladbolg. Without warning, she shifts, bringing one leg up and around in a powerful kick to Fergus' jaw. She doesn't hold back much, having seen what kind of punishment he can take. She'll apologize for the damage to the wall, but she suspects her hosts will understand.

"Roll around," she huffs, lowering her leg back to the ground. She gives Cu Chulainn a warning glare in case he gets any ideas; she hasn't forgotten that earlier marriage proposal. "You roll, you bastard. You want to roll some more?" She raises Caladbolg like she'd be happy to beat him over the head with it. It's a near thing, but coming from a clan of armorers gives her too much respect for quality weaponry to treat it that way.

The courtyard has gone silent, but one more glare from Yoruichi sends everyone back to their tasks. "Roll around," she snarls, turning back towards the castle. "Ugh. Dirty old man."

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Cu Chulainn and Fergus had been in that situation a number of times, themselves. While his nephew heaved a heavy, drawn-out sigh Fergus was feeling the initial weight of incredible torque slamming skillfully into the side of his head. He knew to clench his teeth from experience, his head whipping back before he spun in a few circles--crushing a wall and barrier to the courtyard with his weight and the force of Yoruichi's swift kick. No one was surprised. Fergus, knocked right out, had a massive bruise already welling up on the side of his head and blood dribbled out of his mouth. At the very least, he lost a few teeth.

Cu Chulainn looked taken aback when all was said and done and he got the tail end of Yoruichi's irritation.

"Wait, did I miss something I did?"

He was left alone, dumbfounded as the shepherds, masons and Yoruichi all turned to return to the castle. Scratching his head, he followed with a sheepish look--somehow believing that he deserved a talking to but not exactly remembering why that was. A few of the boys came out to drag Fergus to the dungeons and bind him, a little disturbed by how quiet he was when he had gotten knocked out.

The last thought on Fergus' mind before he fell unconscious was straight to the point.

I'd regret not asking more than actually asking. Well, at least I can claim it was a war wound.

[goneonenight]

Yoruichi huffs in irritation as she stalks back into the castle. Between the thunder on her brow and her very firm rebuff of Fergus' attentions, she's given a wide, respectful berth as she enters the hall.

What a weird family. If the rest of the family is like Cu Chulainn, Fergus and Cathbad, it's a wonder this clan isn't constantly at war. They must piss people off without even trying.

Her frown fades as she scans the room. People are still clearly weak, but no one seems to be in any immediate danger. People who can move do so gingerly, bringing water, medicine and anything else needed to those still weakened. Absently, she adjusts Caladbolg where it rests on her shoulder, prompting a stunned glance from a nearby warrior. Fergus and his sword are likely well-known here, and spirit or not, Yoruichi just looks like a slip of a girl. No one could have expected her to come back in--unhurt-- with the weapon of such a renowned warrior as a trophy.

"Fergus is in your dungeons, now," she says to the room at large. "There was an army, but Cu Chulainn stopped them in the distance." She turns to the door to look for him, as if waiting for him to confirm her report.

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Cathbad, taking the reigns as the one in charge, regretfully left his wife behind to her pain at the instruction of a servant who was helpful enough to tend to her. At the moment Yoruichi and Cu Chulainn returned, he looked much frailer and tired than he had before--his ability to see into the future never truly preparing him for what he had to witness on a personal level. Somehow, Medb's actions evaded his sight but he could still see the pain his wife would endure without so much as lifting a weapon. It was enough to keep her still and bound tightly just as it had been with the other warriors. In Cathbad's eyes there was still a trace of hope at the sight of Yoruichi brandishing Caladbolg. The fact that she still had eyes to see with and limbs to move with wasn't just impressive--it was a relief. Had she been injured, Soul Society would take notice of Emain Macha's conflicts. That would probably spell disaster.

"Good," He reached out with one hand to Yoruichi, gesturing for Caladbolg. "I'll take it, if you don't mind, your lady. No one but Fergus knows how to use it but it's best if I keep it sealed so it can't be tracked."

Cu Chulainn spared Cathbad a somber look of his own. He hadn't become furious at all by Fergus' betrayal, seeing it as something he did at the request of his wife. If Fergus were a farmer, his wife's request would be handsomely small in comparison. It was simply the scale of the problem that was the issue. Maybe if he went to visit Medb, he could talk her down. She liked drinks and games--and he was good at one of those things, at least. For a moment, as Cu Chulainn mulled over the diplomatic solution. It seemed right.

A sharp snap of metal against brick and mortar woke him up out of that thought. A few of the boys and girls were assembling their pieces of armor and hiking up weapons for one another to get equipped and ready for a march. Their ill-fitting armor pieces had been borrowed from the barracks, poorly fit as they were barely close to growing into it.

It was simple enough logic--though he couldn't see it at first through his and Yoruichi's fight in the courtyard. The boys and girls were told that they were the last line of defense to save the farmers, the servants and the elderly. All the warriors knew the boys and girls needed motivation to grow up strong and protect their nation so they were never coddled and told they were too young to practice but just as many warriors knew the training was always just excercise. It taught the value of wanting to look out for your neighbor. What Setanta saw was children taking the message to heart and he realized the implications that came with Yoruichi's presence.

If Yoruichi hadn't been here, I wouldn't be here to tell them they weren't needed. They were already mostly dressed, ready to go out and protect their mothers and fathers who couldn't fight for themselves.

Without even realizing it, he asked Cathbad a question.

"Did you find out who cast the curse?"

"The Morrigan," Cathbad answered easily, though his expression turned suspicious. Cu Chulainn's eyes were wide and focused on him. People shifted to avoid looking at him. Whenever he had that look on his face, the young man always seemed to be serious to the point of ruthlessness. He didn't have a single funny thought in his head at times like that. He hadn't been outside at the time but Cathbad suspected Fergus was honest enough to tell Cu Chulainn that war had been declared by Medb.

"What's the nature of the curse?"

"--Muscle strain. Whatever it is, it's forcing their muscles to expand and contract rapidly and unpredictably. It's imitating labor pains for some but for the rest--they're likely to die from heart failure or exhaustion if we don't keep them treated constantly."

"I'm really grateful for your help, Yoruichi," He didn't look at her--simply staring ahead towards the children who were just learning that the army had been fended off. "I don't know what I would have done out there if I were alone."

When he turned to face her, he was smiling softly. His hair was crimson, ashes rising up from it as if it were a burning flame. Cathbad, the servants and the children swiftly took notice, their faces turning white when they realized Cu Chulainn's soft, calm voice had been a lie all along. The room grew warmer with each passing moment.

"I'll leave you to finish your dinner and rest if you want. I'm going to stretch my legs out and get some fresh air."