[IC] I died and reincarnated into fantasy world- WHAT'S WITH THIS LIGHT NOVEL-LIKE SETTING!?!

[Raineh Daze]

Marsaili

Having made her way into the city, Marsaili was beginning to wonder if the height choice had really been her greatest move after the whole 'dying' thing. Having spent more than twenty years towering over everyone and anyone aside for some coworkers, she had definitely been expecting it to take some adjustment to being smaller again... but the level of change was hard to account for. Seven feet to four and three quarters made everything far more intimidating.

She hadn't gotten this far in life--well, hadn't, at least--by letting scary things get the better of her, like having to be slammed through a metal cage by a guy with more muscles than brains. So she just adjusted the panda hood, which was definitely the second best thing to come of all this so far, and kept walking around, getting the hang of 'living' (she was definitely in a... grey area) again until the quest window showed itself. The wrestler regarded the choices before picking the one that, though marked as medium, was definitely more in line with her skills than the easy task.

It wasn't like she was Steve Irwin; she hadn't much of a clue how to go about wrestling wild animals. Instead, the short-haired girl had opted for a far more straight-forward task: delivering a message! That way, if things did go wrong, her normal skills would still be applicable to some degree or another.

Looking for the actual... well, message, and her fellow couriers was successful and eye-opening. Some random winged woman came out of nowhere and just... groped another girl for no apparent reason before getting driven off.

"Does... does that happen a lot, here?" Marsaili asked, arm raised in case it did--whether to girls in general, or simply people with the best possible taste in cold weather outfits.

[Eklispe]

Orion - ゴースト狩り

Orion shrugged. "I'm just following him around because his biceps are as big as my head and anyone like that is always good to have on your side, especially when you got more brains than brawn." He said with a conspiratorial wink. Mostly true. He was pretty smart. And it seemed Rayo was determined to take care of the ghost problem by himself. Which Orion was, of course, perfectly fine with, after all, the luchador could obviously handle himself. Then the room temperature plummeted, along with Orion's optimism for the quest. He'd been hoping there was no ghost, or at least some sort of friendly misunderstood one. This was obviously not the case as the blood stained snow white ghost that was now trying to murder them clearly was none of these things. He stared at it for half a moment and only one thought came to mind. Run.

Orion instinctively reached out to grab Sonia's hand and sprinted after Rayo as fast as he could, feeling the familiar surge of energy that came to his legs when he ran away from something. "HEY RAYO!!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, albeit an octave or two higher than he wanted. Still effective in getting attention. Orion had been hoping that cat girl's sword would be helpful but given the ghost's clear disregard for swords it seemed rather unlikely. Maybe lightning fists would work better. The ghost had to be a great conductor with all that metal in him right? Or maybe Rayo still knew some cool exorcism tricks. Of course they could all die here but Orion was distinctively trying to avoid that possibility. In part because he had a very strong feeling that he at least wouldn't die here. Not if the wolf howling inside of him demanding release had anything to say about it. Orion didn't know if the wolf could hurt the ghost, but if he let it attack the ghost it would certainly attack everything else in the area, including his two new friends, and he couldn't let that happen.

@Leaves@Damiann47

[Damiann47]

The Exorcist

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Sonia didn't exactly get a chance to react because between the appearance of the ghost and Orion's sudden flight, which actually dragged her along, well there was too much to process at once. For a moment that catgirl couldn't believe the dragon morph could be so fast, but like a puzzle it clicked together. Those two, the wrestler and dragon man, they had to be reincarnated from Earth just like her. Besides the obvious where they really stood out from anyone else she's ever seen in this city, they also had abilities that went beyond that of a normal human, just like her martial techniques. Although returning to the present, Sonia was still being pulled along by the winged man, and her impressions weren't good. The guy was scared, like seriously scared, sure even she was fearful of the ghost, but not on that level, at least so she thought.

Eventually Sonia had enough and tore her arm from his grip, hopefully that would stop the both of them. "Hey!" She shouted. "Hey! Running around like idiots seems like damn bad idea to me." She paused and looked behind them before returning back to Orion. "Think about it, we're in a relatively small building meaning we'll quickly run into a dead end and I mean dead in more ways that one! Its also a ghost! It can probably pass through walls!"

Again Sonia turned around. "I think that wrestler is our best bet, so go find him he can't be that hard to find in here." The catgirl exhaled sharply. "I'll delay that thing, buy you some time just in case. I got some of my own tricks after all." Then she closed her eyes and tried to slow her breathing that despite all the adrenaline flooding her system, she had to find some peace. When the time felt right she bellowed. "Bulwark!" On that command a very small burst of blue energy exploded from her body before forming a faint barrier all around her. The blue substance shimmered softly, but honestly was barely noticeable unless one were to really focus on it.

The catgirl glanced back to Orion. "Go! The less time you waste, the less time I'll have to fend this undead bastard off by myself!" Sonia stopped herself before continuing, should she really say this? In the end she decided to go ahead anyway, not even knowing quite why she paused in the first place. "Also remember, death isn't final, we can't die anymore."

@Eklispe@Leaves

[Medjedovic]

The Land of Yar

Citrouille Dungeon
Participants: Velte, Tori, Reyo

My Hider

At first glance the dungeon didn't look like a dungeon at all. Its entrance was that of a simple cave, just like the quest description said, with nothing to show that there was anything special about it. You could see some fresh tracks going in and out of the cave, but you’re no expert so you are not sure whose tracks those are or how old are they.

Fortunately, you didn’t meet any trouble while you moved through the small forest to get to this place. It was actually pretty easy to find, with a small road leading right to the entrance, you didn’t even have to ask too many people for the way.

Once inside you walk through a corridor which visually appeared narrow but still allowed two people to walk side by side. It had a slight curve which prevented you from seeing too far ahead, but not long after your entrance did you notice a faint bluish glow in the direction you were going.

In a minute the corridor expands into an oval area. There, in the middle, stood a thin pedestal with a glowing blue orb on its top. Surrounding the pedestal were three wolves whose eyes also glowed blue. These wolves were growling as they looked at you with hostility, seemingly ready to pounce as soon as you made your move.

Wolf

[Eklispe]

Orion - ゴースト狩り

NOoooooo! Didn't she understand that fighting it was a terrible idea? They had to get to Rayo so he could punch it or something as soon as possible! He wasn't sure that she was correct that death wasn't final here but still had no intent of dying. First off, it was painful. Second off, he was confident that if he 'died' wolfy would consume everyone in the immediate area and he wasn't sure he could live with himself if that happened. Still the girl seemed to have some tricks of her own, hopefully she could hold out until Rayo came. For some reason he could tell he wouldn't be able to persuade her.

Maybe it was the way her feet were set, her voice confident, body somewhat relaxed in spite of things. Or maybe it was just a guess. Regardless he nodded, "Don't die until I get back." he told her and raced off again, shouting for Rayo. He nearly ran into the big guy a bit later and quickly explained.

"WeFoundTheScaryGhostThingBackThereAndSonia'sFightingItYouGottaHelp!" Then he took a deep breath and began running back leading the luchador there, admittedly somewhat slower than before. Running into danger wasn't nearly as effective as running from it. Meanwhile the growling inside his chest was slowly increasing in volume, it was almost real at this point, perhaps a careful listener could've heard it.

[Leaves]

The luchador heard faint yelling and noises behind him. It was probably Orion and the cat hybrid. Rayo couldn't figure out exactly what they would be doing, but they were loud. Rayo kept searching the place and could not find any signs of paranormal activity. It was horrible and frustrating to find nothing. The quest is obviously a false advertisement. Rayo was beginning to think the cat was the "haunted activity" this whole time.

He then felt a smaller person bumped into his backside. It was his new comrade, the dragon hybrid, and his face was as white as a sheet. The luchador was about to say something until he was interrupted. Despite Orion's slurred words, Rayo had got the gist of what was going on. His eyes became immediately wide and he quickly picked up Orion and set him to the side.

If the cat hybrid was battling the ghost then she might win and claim the mansion. "I am not smelling fish," Rayo roared through the halls unlocking his hidden strength. His massive built and electric fists charged through hallway; lightbulbs above him began busting due to the overcharge of lightning.

He ended up back where he was at before and saw the ghostly figure. "You will not get in the way of my bachelor pad," he pointed his electric finger at the ghost's general direction. Truthfully, he was referring to the cat hybrid. Rayo leaped toward the ghostly figured while chanting the Lord's prayer he memorized during his days of weekly Mass.

"Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. Amen," he finished as he threw some electric punches.

[Medjedovic]

The Rhythm of Yazai

Neck Deep in S***
Participant: Giovanni

My Hider

Again, a pause. You could not hear it, but you could guess that whoever you spoke to is consulting with someone. It was obvious from the person's voice it was a kid, does it have an adult there? If so, why is the kid the one speaking to you?

While you wait the sound of shouts, screams and roars reach you. Following its origin you look upon a huge, round building which looms from between the numerous towers of Yazai. The Arena. From the few days you’ve spent in this place you realized that it has a very important place in Yazai culture. Long before the Celestial Empire, from the times when Alidan Emperors still ruled Revea with wisdom and justice, the Arena of Yazai attracted combatants from all over the continent. It is there that a slave could become a legend. But the price of failure was steep…

You could hear the sound of someone tampering with the warehouse door behind you. The kid from earlier is unlatching the door. In a moment the door slowly open to reveal the face of a boy in his early teens. He eyed you suspiciously.

“Come in, fast.” It was the same voice from earlier.

Once inside you feel like you strolled into a kindergarten, or at least an elementary school. Kids, for they were all kids no matter how you looked at them, of various ages watched you, their faces openly showing fear and anxiety. They all wore clothes that looked better than what a bunch of street urchins should be able to afford, but they were mismatched and didn’t always fit the size of the child who wore them. Only the boy who let you in looked like he had any self-confidence. He was standing straight- which still made the top of his head barely reach your chest- and looked you directly in the eye.

“So, ojii-san, how do you know we have trouble with the other gangs?” He asked, this time managing to hide his fear better.

Still, his confident demeanour broke when from the crowd of children came a murmur: “I-idiot! You were not supposed to confirm it!”

“S-shut up! Come h-here and you speak if you know better!” He shouted back at the other child before returning his gaze to you, this time his face having a slight tinge of red.

"W-well?"

The Boy

The Exorcist
Participants: Sonia, Orion and Dragon Rayo

My Hider

Closing eyes to calm down just as the pale figure threatening to kill you leaped at you is probably not a good idea. After feeling a slight chill pass through you from your front to the back, you open your eyes and realize that the ghost is no longer in front of you. By pure instinct you turn around but you only have enough time to notice that the ghost is half your size before its pale fist hits you and send you flying right in the direction of the charging luchador.

“Our Father, who art in heaven…” reaches your ears as you fall upon his electricity charged fist.

It hurt. Like, really hurt. And it wasn’t the electricity, luchador himself was hitting like a mack truck. Still, you survive and you feel like you can still move, somewhat.

The ghost itself didn’t continue to press the attack but instead halted and started pulling one of the swords from its body. The painful grunts reached your ears as you watch it pull out the first then the second one. Swords themselves were normal sized katanas, but they looked comically large compared to the small body that intended to wield them.

With a roar, the albino figure charged once again.

Qaizan Dungeon
Participants: Miyu and Takeyoshi

My Hider

Once through the neutral-mask passage, you continue on walking down a wide corridor. Both the corridor and the room in which you were teleported to were illuminated by a golden light, making the stone walls of the dungeon look yellowish. The light was coming from the golden orbs attached to the ceiling, reminding you very much of the light bulbs back on Earth. The ceiling was high, but if you flew to inspect the orbs closely you’d notice that your eyes didn’t hurt no matter how close you got to the orbs. However, you could not see what was inside the orbs. It was like they were made out of a glowing golden colour.

Aside from the glowing orbs there was nothing else in the corridor, it was devoid of any decorations. It didn’t take you long to reach its end. You estimate its length to be some 50 meters. At the other end was a slab of stone which slowly lowered itself into the ground as you came closer, opening you a way to a new room.

This room was rectangular and lacked the teleportation circle, but otherwise it was very similar to the earlier one. You again saw 3 passageways, one on each wall. To your right, the sorrowful mask, in front of you, the expressionless mask and to your left, the joyful mask. Like before, the passages were just square holes in the walls, without any decorations except the masks.

You hear the sound of stone grinding against stone behind you and once you turn around you see that the slab of stone is lifting again from the ground in order to close the passage you came from.

Above this passageway instead of a mask there was a symbol which was unknown to Miyu but Takeyoshi recognized it from his studies in the library. It was a letter from old imperial script meaning “Teleport”.

[SgtEasy]

Giovanni Lionson

@Medjedovic

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Vanni looked down at the boy with a ticked face, fangs showing. He knew what Oji-san meant. And he certainly wasn't that old. Before, he felt sorry for these kids. Living in a slum place like this. It was almost parallel to his roots. And without parents... you knew what happened to those kids. They died within a week of being an orphan and if you're unlucky, and a girl, you were taken away to 'a better place'. He almost snorted. The better place meant being sold to some rich white man from Europe or if you're slightly luckier, a cam girl. It was disgusting but life. With no proper orphanages, those kids would die. Looking over the field of young faces, seeing the worried look on their faces, he softened.

These upstarts... they were young. Very young. One girl was holding an infant in her hands. He looked at the boy who greeted him and set a hand on the boy's hair and ruffled it. Looking over the masses, he grinned. "First off, I'm not an oji-san. If yer goin' ta refer me as anythin', refer to me as ni-san or Vanni. I'm 'ere ta save yer butts. How do I know?" He paused, looking down at the boy. "Dem big gangs are putting up sum bounties on ya'll, that's how I heard. And how do I save ya'll from yer impendin' doom?" His whisper of a song gathered enough power for him to release it all and for the young gangsters to feel the power. The power coursed through their body, feeling enlightened as they felt themselves become lighter, their strength tripled, and the feeling of refreshment was almost addictive. And it was all gone. He grinned. "That is how I'm goin' ta save yer butts."

[RoflsMazoy]

A new challenger appears!

Eri turned as a new voice entered the fray.

"Uh..." He started.

He gave the new person a quick once-over. The first thing he noticed was that she sort of really stood out. Clearly her clothes weren't from around there, even if what she said didn't give her away already. He couldn't help but think that she might get cold easily but he wasn't sure if that was ever going to be a problem for any of them. Maybe the place they were in didn't have winter, maybe being cold was unheard of.

Still, the new person's question was still to be answered so he put his other ones aside.

"We're kind of new around here as well so maybe it does happen often." He said. "Are you here for the messenger quest as well?"

@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR@Rin

[VitaVitaAR]

Miyu's Not Happy With Mazes

After some bright lights an walking, they were... at another corridor. Just like the last one. Miyu folded her arms. Jeez, it was like someone was just copy-pasting these places. The tiny blonde frowned deeply. It was probably deliberate to avoid anyone getting too far too easily, wasn't it? Well, the tiny mage was having none of that. Mazes just back her annoyed, after all, but before now she didn't have a rather unique tool for dealing with them.

Miyu grinned, and raised one hand towards the air, pointing up at the sky. There was a faint hum, as a reddish light gathered around her. Motes of light shot up in a circle from around the girl, as a magic circle spread from the tip of her finger, beneath a growing ball of light. It was time to see just how durable these walls were, wasn't it? It was unlikely she'd have to use this spell against anything else inside a dungeon. For a while, at least. The humming sound grew steadily louder, as the orb grew bigger and bigger... and she thrust her hand down and forward.

"Spark Rise Vermilioooooooon!"

There was a blast of noise and light as the orb shot forward, erupting in a beam towards a nearby wall.

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Takeyoshi Sakujima- 歩いて行く

The corridor that the two walked down was, luckily enough, well-lit; Takeyoshi didn't expect that much, if anything. Granted, the whole dungeon had a very... Magitech-like aspect to it, so it made enough sense to prevent him from dwelling on the matter too much. The lighting itself was a tad... Nostalgic, though that was probably the color of the lights doing work there.

The end of the passageway led to what was effectively another identical room to the one from before, save for the way back. At the very least, they didn't go in a big circle... Right?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, though, the way back was slowly closed off by a wall rising from the ground.
Of course.
The mark above the gate was marked 'teleport,' which made sense; that was where they came from, after all. Before Takeyoshi could make a suggestion to Miyu, though, he noticed the light gathering above her head.
...
Oh.

"For the love of--!"
Just as Miyu fired the explosion magic forward, Takeyoshi took a step back and covered his ears. The explosion was deafening, throwing a large cloud of smoke and dust into the air. It seemed to be far enough away from them to not warrant any coughing, But, even so...!

"What are you thinking?! The place is probably built to withstand stuff like that! And what if it backfired and blew US up instead?!" he asked incredulously, staring at the cloud and waiting for it to dissipate.
If it ended up actually REVEALING something, though, he'd eat his own words. But that was probably as unlikely as it'd get.
Probably.

[Damiann47]

The Exorcist

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Sonia somehow managed to stand up after taking that blow. Goddamn it, wasn't that idiot wrestler wannabe supposed to be her ally?! Although the catgirl of course didn't have time to brood over what just happened it seriously wasn't the time to be standing around thinking, and admittedly it really was just an accident, well she hoped at least. When the ghost charged Sonia was barely able to dodge to the side, her injury was clearly affecting her speed, it stung something fierce but thankfully it didn't cause any permanent damage thanks to Bulwark's defensive properties.

With that diagnostic analysis taken care of there was still the major problem of a crazed, bloodthirsty ghost. Even then they weren't exactly sure if Rayo was actually effective against the damned thing, he was certainly powerful, Sonia could personally attest to that, but would his lightning fists be enough to take down something that was basically incorporeal? She couldn't do much honestly, her skills were more geared for fleshy enemies, plus her rusted sword would definitely be useless. She had a gut feeling that direct combat was not the answer, but neither was running away, at least not yet.

"Rayo!" She shouted at the luchador. "Your prayer didn't seem to have any affect, you're supposed to be the ghost expect, right? Why is this thing even here? I'm just starting to think that we should find the reason and take care of that rather than trying to fight it directly." Sonia hoped to whatever Gods were in this land that the meathead actually knew something about spirits, if he didn't... yeah.

@Eklispe@Leaves

[Leaves]

The luchador stepped back, he was surprised his attack had missed. Rayo had never punched a cat before; if animal services had learned about this, he would be in some deep caca. "Lo que significa para el demonio. Lo sentimos extraño gato," the fighter apologized to the cat hybrid.

He focused on the ghost at hand. It was the only thing keeping him from having this apartment. Dragon Rayo has yet to see if his attacks would be useful against him. Unfortunately, he might have lost his chance since the demon decided to draw swords. "Crap..." Rayo acknowledged the apparition had an upper hand; there was no sense in finding out his attacks were going to be effective at the price of his limbs getting cut off.

Rayo then heard the hybrid cat speaking to him. The luchador shook his head and looked around his room. He was familiar with ghosts, but he was no expert. "Um..." Dragon Rayo paused a bit and eyed the room again. "There may be something in this house that is connected to the ghost. I forgot the term word for it." Rayo kept his electric fists up in case the demon headed his way. "Destroy the object, you destroy the ghost...I think there's also something about ghosts hating silver."

The luchador concentrated on all of the remedies for paranormal activity. His mind was too focused on the ghost at hand. He grunted and began knocking over furniture and items off of bookshelves just to see if the "item" was in the room.

[Eklispe]

Orion - ゴースト狩り

Orion flinched at the sight of the electrically charged luchador slamming his fist straight into the kitty. Oh that must've hurt. He was impressed the kitty was able to get up again, Orion doubted he could've taken a hit like that. At the sight of the violence his heart stirred even faster and he could swear he felt his teeth elongating into fangs. Rayo burst out something in Spanish but he was talking way too fast for Orion to hear anything other than gato. Rayo then suggested that there might be an object in the room to destroy or that silver might work. Orion looked at the ghost again, this time ready with a sword for its next attack. Maybe if all the swords were taken out? It could pacify the ghost since anyone would be upset if they were stuck full of swords.

The difficulty however, lay in removing them. Orion scanned the room for some sign of an object the ghost might be attracted to or some sort of holy or silver item. Regardless of what he saw he would grab the chair next to him. Orion took a deep breath and stared at the ghost as he thought through his plan. Wait until it attacked Rayo or Sonia. Run forward, use the chair as a shield in case the ghost was fast enough to attack him. Use the other hand to grab one of the swords and rip it out while running past it. Easy. Orion's tail swished behind him nervously again and his wings flexed a little in and out. "No killing!" he said sternly to the ghost, just playing for the slightest ghost of a chance that it would listen to him.

[Scarifar]

To the Citrouille Dungeon!

Tori took one last look at the group before she and Velte went off to the Citrouille Dungeon. Along the way, Tori attempted to start up some conversations with her new companion with some questions. How old she was, what skills she had, what she knew of this world, etc. Despite the few hours of walking, time quickly passed, and the two soon found themselves at a cave.

Tori went over to it and looked inside, feeling unimpressed with the appearance of the cave. She knew the quest box said that it looked just like a cave, but she still couldn't help but feel that way. After all, it was their first grand adventure in this world. Tori had been expecting something a bit more... grand. "Is this really a dungeon?" Tori wondered out loud. "It just looks like a cave to me."

[Medjedovic]

The Land of Yar

Charlotte's Willing to Help
@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR@RoflsMazoy@Rin

My Hider

The address Charlotte gave you was not exactly close to the area of the gate you entered through. It was one of the better parts of the city, the so-called “nobles quarter”. Normally, common people are forbidden from going there unless the matter is absolutely urgent, but Charlotte assured you that the guards only need to see the seal on the message you carry to let you through. Speaking of message, it was given to Mimori, who looked the most mature in the group (Charlotte’s words, not mine!).

As you walk through its streets you realize how big Verzales is. I mean, yes, it’s obvious from a distance that the tower it is built on is huge, but the sheer amount of buildings that manage to fit on its terraces give you a new insight on just how large the entire structure is. Still, the buildings are packed so tightly together and the streets are so narrow it makes you wonder how a cart would pass through here.

Anyway, the people you see are quite varied. Some are human, but a lot of them are definitely not. There were elves, dwarves, haflings, orcs, goblins, people who looked like a cross between humans and animals, and multitude of other fantastic creatures you’ve never seen before. And nobody found any of them weird. They interacted with each other like it was a completely normal thing, seemingly not paying attention to the odd bits each one possessed.

Unfortunately, you were not allowed a peaceful sight-seeing trip to the end. An explosion occurred before you, not doing any damage but covering the entire street with smoke. The street was already packed with people as it was and now things got even more chaotic as the frightened citizen began shoving each other, colliding, screaming, tripping or walking over those who already tripped, all while smoke prevented vision farther than one foot from oneself.

The Rhythm of Yazai

Neck Deep in S***
@SgtEasy

My Hider

Faces of the children surrounding you changed as the power of your Gift coursed through them. Naturally, they were confused at the sudden vigour they felt in their body. Some of them lost the suspicious expression, exchanging it for a look of self-confidence. Thanks to your song these children now think they have a fighting chance. But do they really? Even with power you’ve given them, some training will be necessary for these runts to be able to put up a fight against the rival gangs.

Thus, you set out to get the children somewhat into shape…

Some time later

It was pretty clear when the gangsters arrived. Thinking they are dealing with bunch of powerless street urchins they didn’t even bother to plan their approach. Most likely they believe that a simple, brute force would be enough.

Well, any other day, they would be right.

“Oi, you little maggots.” You could hear a voice coming from the outside. “We know you’re in there. Come out and we’ll not harm you. If you make this hard for us we won’t mind killing you lot, but we can also settle this in a more peaceful way.” They seriously didn’t consider the Imps to be any kind of threat.

The Exorcist
@Damiann47@Eklispe@Leaves

My Hider

The ghost attacked Sonia, jumping and swinging the sword in her right hand at the cat girl. The attack was without any technique, but its strength and speed was enough to send jolts of pain through Sonia’s arms when she parried it. That was not the end, however. Using Sonia’s sword as a support, the ghost spun mid-air, making a half-circle and now bringing the sword in its left hand down on Sonia’s head. To save herself cat had to let go of her sword and quickly jump back. This still was not enough and the ghost managed to leave a cut on the left side of her chest. Fortunately, it was nothing serious thanks to Bulwark.

It could not press its attack further, though, because Orion pulled one of the remaining swords from its body. The ghost’s figure screamed out of pain and reflexively kicked at the half-dragon kid, hitting him and sending him flying into the apartment’s wall, making him immediately let go of the sword he managed to pull out.

Together with the pain Orion could feel a familiar sensation of disconnection from reality. The haze enveloped his mind as his body began to transform. To Orion it seemed like eternity, but in reality the transformation from humanoid to wolf form took barely a moment.

Now, the rabid ghost was faced by an equally rabid, oversized wolf.

Meanwhile, Rayo was destroying apartment’s furniture.

Qaizan Dungeon
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y

My Hider

Holy shit, what are you doing? This is a dungeon, you know? An ancient structure created by a god! Do you honestly think that a divine figure would not account for possible hotheads who would try to destroy the walls instead of pass through the dungeon obeying the rules? Because it did.

Despite it being your most powerful attack, Spark Rise Vermilion not only did zero damage to the wall you shot it at, but instead ricocheted to another wall. Then another. Then the ceiling. Then the floor. Then the ceiling again. In just a few seconds it ricocheted a few dozen times before finally planting itself into Takeyoshi.

Ouch. The poor tengu boy was flung to the ground, a huge cloud of steam coming out from the front of his body. It looked like it hurt like hell, but with your help Takeyoshi managed to stand up.

[Eklispe]

Orion - ゴーストハンティング

Orion gave a small grin as he successfully removed the sword. But it was short lived when the creature smashed him with unholy strength and sent him crashing into a wall, losing his grip on everything, including reality. The roar in his chest grew exponentially louder, until the only thing he could hear was the overwhelming roar of the wolf. If Orion still had a firm grip and his body he sensed that the whole thing would've been incredibly painful. Finally Orion descended back into his body, looking around with fierce eyes and ready for blood. He locked onto the ghost. His crude, animalistic thoughts couldn't process much, but he knew one thing. The ghost had hurt him. Now he was going to hurt it. Orion gave one glance at the two people behind the ghost. They were familiar. They should leave. He tried to tell them to go, but all that come out was a low, pleading growl. Then the moment of clarity passed and they turned back into sacks of meat and blood. More importantly he could no longer contain his rage at the ghost. A howl burst from his enormous frame and in an instant he was lunging at the ghost. A ball of claws, fangs, and flesh, hurtling towards the ghost in an inescapable rush of movement. Slashing, tearing, biting, anything to tear the ghost into tiny little shreds for daring to hurt him. Or what used to be him. Orion's sense of self was far gone by now, lost in the thrill of the hunt. The wild hunt.

[Leaves]

Rayo was frustrated that his finding no progress in finding the "item." He was frustrated and annoyed that a single ghost could be this much hassle. At the corner of his eye, he could see his comrade steadily make his way to the target. This made the luchador satisfied that the dragon guy managed to be useful in combat. He pulled one of the swords from the ghostly figured and it screamed out loud.

"There ya go, little amigo!" He spoke too soon. His friend had been kicked to a wall and he could not believe what had happened next. The luchador was honestly confused and had stepped back. All this time he figured Orion was just some dragon hybrid, it turns out he was a wolf. "Why didn't you do that before?"

Watching the wolf attack the ghost angrily, it looked like he did not have any control of his wolf transformation. Rayo was beginning to get pissed off; problems were beginning to stack up and there were no signs of solution. "Yo, Gato! I don't know your name, but it's time for brute force!"

Dragon Rayo unleashed a mighty roar symbolizing his strength boost. He picked up the couch in the living room and chucked as hard as he could at the ghost figure while it was distracted by the rabid transformation of Orion.

[Damiann47]

The Exorcist

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Sonia wasn't like that dense wrestler, she knew that things were falling apart around them, and she had a pretty good idea how this was going to end. The ghost had got her good, even if it wasn't anything mortal she was still loosing blood, and that seriously scared her. Dammit, in a previous life she was nothing more than an office worker, hell she wasn't even a she, and here she was trying to play warrior. The reality hit her hard, she knew nothing about combat, how to properly wield a sword, how to actually defense herself, and above all else how to kill a ghost. For what seemed like forever Sonia couldn't do anything other than stare at the extremely slow growing pool of blood at her feet, all sort of thoughts swarming her mind.

She really wasn't cut out for this.

The thing was, however, Rayo a man who she'd pinned as a thickheaded idiot was still going at it, he seemed perfectly willing to continue flailing about even though the situation was all too dire. Sonia had to wonder, what did he have that she didn't? The catgirl forced down a few deep breaths, she still had to fight this out it seemed, other than death there was no way out, and the more she thought about it the more she didn't exactly feel like dying. Again.

Already she had her eyes on the sword Orion dropped, you know before the boy became some hellish wolf beast that would probably soon turn on them, in the struggle she lost track of her old weapon, but considering she had something new to use that didn't matter as much. While the ghost was hopefully fully occupied by Orion the Wolf, Sonia scrambled to take hold of the blade. Of course she thought about what clearly could go wrong by taking the ghost's sword, there weren't any other options she just had to take the risk, and maybe for once doing something won't literately come back to bite her in the ass. For the moment she was armed again, but by this point she was prepared to have a curse or something placed on her, guess she'll have to deal with the consequences later.

Back to the battle on hand, Sonia carefully made her way to the front door and opened it. Long as she still had the chance she wanted to prepare an avenue of escape, if all else fails then maybe she could still run. The catgirl mentally steeled herself, either Orion or the ghost will eventually come after her, then when they do she'll have to be ready. Silently she readied Rend, with a sharper blade it could actually deal some damage, the sword faintly glowed red showing the technique had the desired effect. She wasn't about to blindly throw herself into the melee, she'll wait for an opening.

@Eklispe@Leaves

[Grey Star]

Noob (Supposedly) Dungeon

Velte answered what questions he could during the walk to the destination- stating his age was 22, that no, he didn't know much about the world other than the basics, and so on with a dead-set and serious face. His eyes constantly shifted to and fro, alight for any sort of threat to their persons despite the quest assurance since there was no guarantee they couldn't be beset on the way there. A naturally cautious person by heart, the elf only really relaxed ever so slightly when they got to the entrance of the cave. Glancing at Tori, the elf hummed for a moment while analyzing the thing.

"Well, caves are usually stock fantasy dungeon settings. I'd assume the interior would be rather winding and would host various territorial beasties inside." Hefting a somewhat warped wooden spear made by fusing a lot of smaller tree branches collected on their way there together until the rough fibers were woven into hefty and dense giant toothpick, Velte began a breathing exercise as he began to compose himself before traveling inside. "At this point, if you have anything that'll help in a fight, you should equip or prepare to use it at a moment's notice. It wouldn't do to be caught off guard."