Unto Madness: Prologue

Lautlos Befürworter's figure, completely clad in black and white, slowly emerged from the serene confinement of the. A look of absolute annoyance occupied his face. It was clear that the talk he had just finished having with, hadn't gone as he had planned. "Such ignorance..." The very words occupied his mind as his figure slowly disappeared down the steps, vanishing from sight as various s slowly followed behind. Much like he, they were clad in black and white clothing, mimicking the Mond Ritter's common attire. The word "Soldat" (聖兵 (ゾルダート), zorudāto; German for "Soldier", Japanese for "Holy Soldier(s)") was printed upon the right arm of their uniforms. This signified their rank within the Vandenreich, and allowed for those whom viewed Lautlos to understand his position within the Mond Ritter.

"Lautlos! What the hell is your problem? You could have gotten killed!" Calling out to Lautlos, the voice of Ginya Shōkan filled. The way he spoke, and how he went about calling out to his superior, showed that he was concerned about the latter. "What the hell are you thinking? You know Yhwach isn't going to listen to you. We're part of the Mond Ritter. We don't matter in the Vendenreich. Man. You should learn to be more careful. He could have wiped you out in an instance!"

Lautlos' figure paused at the end of the Palace's steps. It was clear that Ginya's tone was sincere, but Lautlos had taken it as an insulting one. "How dare you? You know very well that Yhwach can't compete with me in terms of combat. We hold the same Schrift (聖文字 (シュリフト), shurifuto; German for "Script", Japanese for "Holy Letter"). Our physical abilities are almost one in the same. He could only hope to best me with his dominant control."

"Is that truly what you believe, Befürworter?" Stepping out into the open, Yhwach slowly revealed himself to both Ginya and Lautlos. It was more then clear that he was quite displeased with the words that had come from Lautloss mouth. "If that is truly what you believe. Then, I think we should put your little theory to a test? What say you? Do you think you can beat the King of the Quincy?" Trading down the Palace's steps rather carefully and slowly, Yhwach closed the distance between him and the two Mond Riter soldiers. His hands slowly falling down upon their shoulders as he faced them both, prepared to take them both down if their response was not to his liking.