The necromancer had very little time to do much of anything. In a moment, he went from a smug feeling of triumph to shock as hands latched onto his robes and pulled him downward. There was a crunch as Tyaethe's head hit his mask, and cracks ran through the surface. He staggered back, clutching his forehead as it splintered and fell away, revealing a pale, scarred face. The knife in the small undead girl's back splintered, crumbling to nothing and soon dissipating into dust.
"G-gah!" the necromancer clutched his forehead, blood trickling down from his dark, shaggy hair. "You... damn you, you bitch...!"
Zalo raised a hand, lightning crackling up his gauntlet, but let out a howl of pain as a rusted sword embedded itself up to the hilt in his arm. The nem sisters had gathered the weapons of the fallen skeletons and mounted an attack immediately, and this left the lightning made unable to defend himself for a brief moment. Nero's hand slammed into his cheek with an earsplitting crack, and the divinely-empowered blow sent him reeling, slamming into the opposite wall and knocking him unconscious.
The remaining skeletons were soon enough dispatched, the last of their number falling in bony heaps. A final skeleton was cut in half by a quick strike from Tili, who used a rusted sword to sever its spine.
It was a few moments later that Fanilly arrived on the bottom floor.
For a few moments, she stared in shock and confusion. Some sort of... thing was launching itself at Marianne, there were two Sults, one of them nearly naked, and two Nem, identical. A cloaked man was reeling and bleeding form his forehead... the blonde girl did the first thing that came to mind, sprinting for Marianne and attempting to pull her away from the strange attacking force as fast as she could.
The Princess tilted her head to the side in mild confusion at a few of the statements from the Hundi... but really, the tales of the warrior race's noble quests were what got her interested. After all, it had been the entire reason she read Fireheart! However, she was stopped short of actually touching the fluffy ears when she noticed what was going on...
Bethany stared for a few moments in confusion when Rinaldo began to speak to her, blushing simply because she was being spoken to for a few moments. "E-er... um... I-I'm not very interesting e-er..."
She trailed off for a few moments.
"... A-ah, in shape? U-um... I'm... n-not good at exercise um..."
Eliabelle proceeded to stare daggers at the older man.
"G-gah!" the necromancer clutched his forehead, blood trickling down from his dark, shaggy hair. "You... damn you, you bitch...!"
Zalo raised a hand, lightning crackling up his gauntlet, but let out a howl of pain as a rusted sword embedded itself up to the hilt in his arm. The nem sisters had gathered the weapons of the fallen skeletons and mounted an attack immediately, and this left the lightning made unable to defend himself for a brief moment. Nero's hand slammed into his cheek with an earsplitting crack, and the divinely-empowered blow sent him reeling, slamming into the opposite wall and knocking him unconscious.
The remaining skeletons were soon enough dispatched, the last of their number falling in bony heaps. A final skeleton was cut in half by a quick strike from Tili, who used a rusted sword to sever its spine.
It was a few moments later that Fanilly arrived on the bottom floor.
For a few moments, she stared in shock and confusion. Some sort of... thing was launching itself at Marianne, there were two Sults, one of them nearly naked, and two Nem, identical. A cloaked man was reeling and bleeding form his forehead... the blonde girl did the first thing that came to mind, sprinting for Marianne and attempting to pull her away from the strange attacking force as fast as she could.
The Princess tilted her head to the side in mild confusion at a few of the statements from the Hundi... but really, the tales of the warrior race's noble quests were what got her interested. After all, it had been the entire reason she read Fireheart! However, she was stopped short of actually touching the fluffy ears when she noticed what was going on...
Bethany stared for a few moments in confusion when Rinaldo began to speak to her, blushing simply because she was being spoken to for a few moments. "E-er... um... I-I'm not very interesting e-er..."
She trailed off for a few moments.
"... A-ah, in shape? U-um... I'm... n-not good at exercise um..."
Eliabelle proceeded to stare daggers at the older man.