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So far, so good. At least there wouldn't be any complaints on his part, even if he was sure the moment they were out of here he'd probably end up either collapsing on the ground or throwing up everything he had eaten in the past twenty four hours. Still, as much as the pressure was on, there was also satisfaction for every success. As risky as things were, the group was holding their own for the most part. Even so, all of that was accompanied by a dread at what was waiting at the end--even he knew that it was the end of the dungeon that was the hardest to get by. They were going in blind, so the best they could expect was just playing careful and watch each other's backs.    

Alex took on the challenge to get the bridge to drop easily, though Kazuki noticed that he had taken his potion of moonlight. Potions gaining taste was probably the worst thing to happen; judging by everyone else's reactions, they had bad taste. It felt like adding insult to injury at this point--they could die, bleed, feel pain, but did they really have to make the potions taste like crap, too? His mouth still had the awful aftertaste, and he was pretty sure he wasn't going to go forgetting it anytime soon. He hoped the sadist that added all this was enjoying the show at least.

Benkei's mention of the boss brought him out of his thoughts. Looks like they were on the same wavelength, at least, though before he could comment on it, the girl from before spoke to him again. He wondered what it was like to have the ability to be whatever you want and [i]choosing[/i] to be a bitch. Kazuki couldn't help but stare at Kalie, trying to decide if he should even bother with a response. She seemed like the type that wouldn't just let it go, however, so he figured he may as well get it out of the way. [color=plum]"I don't trust anything you have to say, so don't bother. Focus on the dungeon,"[/color] He replied, instead watching Graves as he walked past them.

The sudden screech from above scared the crap out of him--yeah, this place was definitely trying to give him a heart attack--though he wasn't sure what was worse, the giant bat they woke up or the number of gnolls behind them. Either way they needed to be taken care of.

[color=plum]"Seele, we'll support both sides,"[/color] He told his fellow caster, holding his hand out towards Graves. [color=plum]"[i]Mih morf yawa![/i]"[/color] He called, an abrupt barrier of wind surrounding the tank. With a snap of his fingers, the wind scattered, blowing away any gnolls that had decided to jump on the guy.

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