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  1. The Forgotten Soldier

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    Cyrui quickly made his way towards the dining hall. The place was a mess, but lacked anything. Cyrui was starting to think the place was abandoned in haste, but it seemed like other wise. "Either this place was attacked after these people left or they cleaned up the mess of whatever caused this." Cyrui looked over the place. He got knelt and looked at the floor surrounding the tables. There were no food remains. "Odd that the bodies persist since the food did not. Unless it was not killing them for food. Maybe it was a herbivore?" A herbivore that had claws. Cyrui paused. "Maybe it is like a large mole or something; it is quite dark down here." Moles are not herbivores, but maybe the thought of a mole would ease Tiketh, who seemed to jump at the slightest noise.

    Cyrui rose to his feet. "Well, we can hope that, whoever these people were, that they left some oil or alcohol behind." He began looking through bins, looking for anything of use. The dining hall had seemed to have been picked clean, or at least from what Cyrui could see. There seemed to be a hallway that lead out of the room and into another.
     
  2. Alana Tetroa

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    So to sum things up so far, they had found a monster who seemed to have been maybe an experiment gone wrong? Whatever it was got blood all over the place, but also didn't eat humans. Well, at least if Cyrui was right in that the food was eaten by the monster and not just stolen by some other person before they left or something. Though Alana doubted that the food could have been taken. With how clean the plates were, someone or something was clearly famished with no other source of food.

    "I.. I don't think it's an herbivore." Alana chirped in. "I'm sure the people down here didn't just eat vegetables, not to mention, herbivores don't just eat anything that happens to be plant matter. Like you said, there's nothing on the tables, like they've been eaten clean, but none of the bodies have been touched at all."

    She paused for a moment, hand resting on her chin. "The letter made it sound like they were experimenting on someone or something. From the carnage down here, we can tell it's certainly a vicious beat, but a predator hunts for prey as food. This beast clearly will not eat humans, but will eat everything that the humans are eating."

    She ran her hands against the walls of the dining hall, searching for a potential torch. "If you really think about it.... this something we're looking for really should be.... somebody."

    "On an unrelated note," She reached up and grabbed a half burnt torch, old and brittle, but usable for now. "I found another temporary light source."
     
  3. Tiketh

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    Tiketh was just vaguely aware of the other two asking questions or making assumptions, giving suggestions and ideas. He could have said he was listening, but honestly he was not. His head was throbbing harder now, blood pounding in his ears. He could hardly hear a single thing past it. All he felt was pain, all he could hear was the throbbing and pounding. The Hylian groaned, teeth clenched tight in pain. He really needed to get out here. Something was coming and it wasn't going to be good.

    Is this the same thing that happened with Zimo? With his friends? He didn't want to hurt anyone else.

    He slapped a hand hard to one of the tables, shadow magic leaking out from between his fingers. He was really trying his best to keep it together and stay focused for as long as he needed to. Ignoring his problems was what he was best at after all.

    "You think it's a person that did all this?"
    he asked, really not sure at all if he'd even heard right. For the most part now he was completely pretending he had been paying attention. "People don't eat other people. It makes sense. But judging by the.. by the mess, they aren't exactly..." what was the word? sane? normal? hospitable? "stable.." Maybe they'd been here so long they forgot how to be civilized. Or maybe they grew up here and had learned nothing more than to run on feral instinct.
     
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    Cyrui agreed with Alana. As much as he did not want to believe it, it made the most sense that this creature not always a monster. Cyrui moved onto another set of boxes. "Maybe that 'curse' was unrelated to this whole 'monster' thing. Maybe a disease passed through and someone made a desperate attempt at curing it which lead to this beast's creation. Or..." Cyrui feel silent. He knew what people do when they are afraid of something that they do not understand. They jump to conclusions, come up with baseless solutions, and hope to the Goddesses that they are protected. Cyrui remembered a village that his regiment was sent to investigate during the war. The village had a curse that had their people turning into Stalfos a few days after they died. They assumed there was a necromancer among them, so the villagers went around the town; rounding up anyone who practiced magic, was suspected of practicing it, and the few who were seen anywhere near the graveyard at night. The executions were never ending as one villager after another was tried and executed for over a week. All it did was create vengeful Stalfos and sow fear and distrust amongst villagers. Turned out that there was an artifact that resurrected the dead that a traveler had on him when he died in the woods just outside the graveyard. By the time the situation was resolved, the village had less than a fourth of its original population. It would be abandoned a few months later due to a poor harvest.

    Cyrui now noticed Tiketh was acting strange. "Tiketh, are you feeling ok?" Cyrui did not know the extent of Tiketh's injury nor how old it was. He prayed it was not infected and he just dragged a man with an infection into a dusty old crypt that probably, at one time, had a monster of some description. "Alana, was Tiketh's injury red and swelling?" Cyrui did not doubt Alana's medical skills, just that he wanted to rule out the possibility, though he was unsure of the alternatives. Cyrui slowly approached Tiketh. "Tiketh, if you are not feeling well, do not push yourself. These ruins are not going to go anywhere, so we can take you back to town so you can rest if you need to." By this point, Cyrui had put both his spear and shield away as he slowly extended his hand to Tiketh's shoulder.
     
  5. Alana Tetroa

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    Out of the three of them, Alana felt that Tiketh was consistently the most jumpiest. Like he was afraid of something down here. Alana doubted that he had been here before, so was he hiding something else? The air certainly wasn't the freshest, but Alana didn't feel any signs of sickness and she certainly wasn't some sort of special cupcake that had magical breathing powers. Certainly, Alana had to remind herself that she had only met this man a few days ago, in the middle of the street with a huge wound down his leg.

    For now though, Alana decided that she would give him the benefit of the doubt. Everyone had something to hide about themselves, Alana was sure that if the time was right, he'd say something about it.

    "No, I've made sure to keep the injury clean. It looked fine this morning, though I'll definitely have to check again tonight."
    She said, responding to Cyrui as she looked over at Tiketh. "If you need to rest, Tiketh, just say something. I don't want you to hurt your leg again."

    She pulled out a seat from one of the tables in the dining hall and sat down. "It looks like these chairs hold up pretty well anyway."
     
  6. Tiketh

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    "I'm sorry," Tiketh found himself saying in that instinct to just always be apologizing for everything, even if it wasn't his fault. Because of his inability to control or contain whatever was happening to him, he was feeling awful and looking ill and slowing down his companions in their investigating. "It isn't my leg," he admitted truthfully, gently patting a hand to the wound in question. Though, he didn't want to specify what it actually was.

    "Maybe this place is just getting to me is all."
    That was also honesty. Maybe it wasn't the full truth, but there were a few notes of truth found within it. Everything about this town unsettled Tiketh and spooked him to no end. The only thing keeping him from turning face and running all the way back to Kasuto was the mystery that needed to be solved and the slight chance he might learn something more about curses and spooks and whatever creeps inhabited here that might in turn help learn about his own spook.

    He nodded his head to Cyrui, then to Alana. "I'm sorry to be worrying you both. Maybe I just... I need to sit a moment. You can go on ahead, I'll wait here and rest for a few minutes, then I'll catch up alright?" He shuffled into a sitting position before the horrible dizziness and nausea he was feeling would cause him to topple right over on the spot. "I'll be alright soon," he promised, not sure if he'd be able to keep it or not at this point.
     
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    "Alright..." Cyrui was hesitant to let Tiketh stay behind in the dark kitchen all by himself. However, given Tiketh's current condition, Cyrui did not want to argue with him. "Come on Alana." Despite him telling her to follow, he did not wait to see if she would. Cyrui entered the unexplored hallway that exited the kitchen. The hallway had multiple ninety degree turns. There were multiple time where Cyrui calculated that, if the hallway had been straight, he would have walked a foot instead of the few yards he actually walked. "Whoever designed this place should have been a maze builder. Or maybe this is a maze and the maker threw a monster down here for fun. What is even the practical purpose of a maze other than to confuse? Why do people find them enjoyable? It is just guess work! And there is no prize to it. 'Congratulations! You spent an hour stumbling around in a bunch of tall bushes! Your reward is the knowledge you gained! What knowledge did you gain you ask? You gained the knowledge of how to waste someone's time!"

    "Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo! Kooloo-Limpah!"
    Cyrui pulled the watch out. "Oh shut up." Cyrui opened the watch. The inscription had changed once more.
    "It is a-maze-ing how much you detest fun, Kooloo-Limpah!"
    "Why was I ever scared of you?" Cyrui closed the watch for a minute and then reopened it.
    "Why are people afraid of you, Kooloo-Limpah?"
    "Well, I am not a giant headless spirit that tries to murder people."
    "Even a bag-o-bones like you must agree, that being woken up just for a melee, would make you quite angry, Kooloo-Limpah!"
    "Then why are you bothering me? Why not the people who summoned you?"
    The inscription was back to normal. Cyrui kept opening and closing the watch, desperate for an answer. After five minutes of furiously trying to get a response, Cyrui let out a loud sigh as he returned the watch to where it was before. "I hate that stupid spirit."
     
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    To be honest, Alana hated the idea of splitting up in a place like this, but with Cyrui deciding to press on and Tiketh needing to rest, Alana had to choose one path. Tiketh was injured and not feeling well, it was almost only natural to stay with him, but Alana didn't want Cyrui to have to fend for himself in the nasty depths of this place. If something happened to him, Alana would feel just as terrible.

    "I-" She looked at Tiketh. "Are you sure you'll be fine? You look terrible... I- I can't just leave you here, especially with your leg and everything... Plus.. I would have to take the torch with me, so you'd be left in the dark, and then how would you catch up??" She stopped for a moment, "Maybe we should just head out of this place and come back another time."

    She frowned, "What you feeling? Dizzy? Heavy breathing? Heart pounding? Maybe physical pain? I.. I might have something that'll help." She knelt down to rummage through her herbal sack, trying to rack her brains for something that might help Tiketh and coming up with a blank. He said it wasn't his leg. So maybe it was the air here? But the best way to fix that would be to leave.

    "Uh, hey Cyrui? You think we should call it a day for now??" She shouted out into the darkness hoping the stalfos was still close enough to hear her.
     
  9. Tiketh

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    "You don't have to worry about me in the dark," he promised, giving his best and bravest smile. "I can use my shadow magic to assist me on finding my way around." Though, that said nothing about what might be in the dark and he didn't let that he was a little afraid of being left alone here in the dark. "We've covered about everything up until this point and decided it clear, so... I should be okay sitting here for a while if you two want to press on."

    He didn't exactly want to be alone, but he couldn't continue on any longer at this pace. "I'm sorry to worry you needlessly. I think I'm just tired and need a break." He laughed, "Hah! Maybe I'm just getting sick. A cold or the flu or something. I feel... dizzy yeah." He nodded to that, "A bit nauseous, sick to my stomach." Though that was hardly surprising. They'd found more than enough creepy things here already to unsettle even some of the bravest of explorers. "And my head has been... killing me since we arrived. But that's probably nothing." The last thing he needed was for people to go probing around his head.

    Resting against the table, leaning back in his chair, he dug fingernails into the wood, clawing and boring deep gashes into the surface. Tiketh gritted his teeth, but still kept up his brave face. "If it gets too bad, I'll start heading back to the entrance and I can wait for you there. Though, I'm... started to feel a bit better already now that I'm sitting." Whether that was a lie or not remained to be seen.

    Something had penetrated his mind, a soft noise like whispering voices. Curiously, he looked around. Was that just in his head or coming from the building. "Did you hear that?" he suddenly asked, "Whispering?"
     
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    Sadly, the winding hallway made it impossible for Cyrui to hear Alana. He eventually reached the barracks. It was a bunch of beds on both the near and far walls. A sheet made what Cyrui assumed was the hospital hung on the right side of the room. The sheets had many holes in them, clearly showing their age. A small chest lay in front of each bed. "Jackpot." Cyrui began rummaging through them. Most were empty or filled with random amounts of rupees. However, one contained a journal. "Wow..." Cyrui turned to the doorway. "Hey Alana I found..." It became clear to Cyrui that he was alone now. "Oh... nevermind then... unless you want to listen to me, watch." A minute passed. "Yeah I did not think so." Cyrui tried to open the journal, but it would not. "What the in world?" Cyrui tried harder, but it refused to open. Cyrui stared at the book. The book had a lock on the cover, which wrapped around the entirety of the book. "You have got to be kidding me." Cyrui searched the chest in a desperate attempt to find the key to no avail. "Curse my luck!" Cyrui stood up and went to the curtain wall.

    Behind the wall were six beds, each with a dried corpse. Each one bore the same emblem that the one-armed corpse bore. "Seems there was more to this group than we thought," He said to himself. The bodies were covered in bandages, their gear had not even had been removed properly, or they were "buried" in their gear out of respect. The sheets they laid on were soaked with blood. Cyrui turned to the wall. On it was a lever. He pulled it, not even giving a second thought. A sound of scrapping stone could be heard as the hallway altered itself so that it was a straight line. Once the stones stopped moving, Cyrui walked down the hallway. "Alana! There you are!" Cyrui approached the two. "Hey, I found a journal, but it is locked." He presented her the journal. "I tried opening it, but that thing is firmly locked. Any idea how we could open it? I searched the entire barracks for a key but could not find one. Oh yeah, there is also a hospital, but it is only full of dead bo-" A blood curtailing scream interrupted Cyrui. He turned to see the six corpses from the hospital had woken up. Two held spears, one a great sword, one a sword and shield, and the other two were unarmed. But each one of them was a ReDead. Cyrui was parazled with fear for a few seconds. When he finally collected himself he readied himself. "Weapons up!" Cyrui rose his shield and took point, the six shambling forward.
     
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    Alana still wasn't entirely sure that Tiketh would be able to hold on his own in the dark if they explored one without him. Even heading back in the dark could be a difficult task and the last thing Alana wanted was for him to get lost in this labyrinth of death, but if he kept insisting that he'd be fine, Alana couldn't really do anything about it.

    "Whispering??" Alana tilted her head in confusion looking around. "You must be hearing things." Maybe his leg was getting infected, though Alana was sure there was no sign of infection this morning when she had cleaned the cut again. "I- I really think you should get some rest."

    She shook her head with a sigh. With no other choice, she turned around, deciding reluctantly to leave Tiketh behind. Though she didn't even move far when she saw Cyrui come back with a journal in his hands. Not a moment later, Alana found herself readying for a fight as 6 ReDead approached them.

    "Where did these come from? You think that journal might've woke them up?" She hissed, drawing daggers from her belt. "Tiketh, will you be okay?"
     
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    Alana didn't hear the whispering. That made it all that much more unsettling because it proved he was hearing it only in his head. He sat quiet and let her go, resting alone in the growing darkness as the torchlight went with her, expecting to be full in the dark within seconds. The dark, shadow magic he had swirling around fingers had crept up his hand and arm to his shoulder. He flicked his wrist and it dispelled without a problem, though it didn't go away as fully as he'd have liked. The nails on his hand were long and a seemingly permanent black, dark veinlike lines starting from fingertips and ending just past his wrist.

    He'd only a moment to examine this change when a scream cut through the air and he had noticed the others within his line of sight again. Rising to his feet, he spotted a series of shapes coming towards them, shambling like corpses with nowhere to go in no major hurry.

    Still feeling ill, leg not fully healed, Tiketh was not at his strongest, but he still knew how to defend himself. Reaching a hand to his back, he gripped the shaft of his scythe, snapping it out to its full length. "What the hell are those things!" he cried, pointing his blade in their direction. Eyes on Alana, he said, "I'm fine here. I can fight if you need me." He was pretty sure they were going to need him here. "Are they what this 'curse' talked about?"
     
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    (Sorry it took so long for me to post this)

    "They are ReDeads, the more demonic version of Stalfos. See, Stalfos are just animated bones, some have memories, others are just monsters. One that note, I have a good friend who is a Stalfos, you probably know him," Cyrui said somewhat teasingly. "ReDeads, on the other hand, are animated bags of flesh. But there is more to them; they have a habit of-" Another ReDead let out an ear-piercing scream. "They like screaming, and their screams can freeze the bravest of men!" Cyrui shouted, his "ears" ringing. "Only advantage we have over them is that ReDeads are slower than molasses." Cyrui could hear himself again.

    "As for your question Alana, I assume they came from the makeshift hospital they had. I do not know if they woke up due to the journal, but if they did, they took a while to wake up since it was a few good minutes before they woke up." Cyrui turned his head to Tiketh. He was going to say something like "stay back" but he could see in the candle light what Tiketh had been trying to hide from the others. "Tiketh... why are the veins on your hand darker than the darkest night and your finger nails sharper than they were earlier?" Cyrui was somewhat distracted by this, almost forgetting about the ReDeads entirely. Before Tiketh could answer Cyrui properly, another ReDead screamed. "Hold that thought, we have some unwelcome guests to attend to!" Cyrui moved forward.
     
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    Cyrui's question towards Tiketh confused Alana for a moment but she was quickly distracted by the ReDead and decided to drop the matter until later. While she hadn't quite noticed anything, she was sure that Cyrui, with his eyes better adjusted to a dark probably had an easier time noticing if something was awry. Still, Alana did no quite understand. Was Tiketh poisoned? Was the air here poisoned? But why didn't she feel anything?

    The 6 ReDead were slow, but Alana was sure getting hit by any of them could rush in a nasty gnash. "Protect Tiketh!" She shouted at Cyrui. One of the ReDead lunged at her and Alana ducked, plunging her knife into it's gut. The ear piercing shriek it let out after left Alana chilled to the bone and frozen solid. Never had she felt anything like this before, it was a sense of helplessness as her body refused to respond, locked up in fear.

    The ReDead took another lunge at her, swiping it's arm. Alana forced herself to roll away with all the willpower she could muster, ears still ringing. Crashing up against one of the old tables in the dining hall, her body seemed to have regained some control.

    "Damn these things." She grunted, tossing the torch at Tiketh. "Hold this! I can't fight with that in my hands."
     
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    Gripping his scythe tight, dark magic pulsing around him, Tiketh was honestly not surprised Cyrui had now noticed his plight. With the spread of this weird magical infection whatever it was, it would soon be impossible to hide from anyone anyway. He didn't want to have to explain, trying to dig through his brain for a decent explanation while the redeads continued hullking towards them.

    Shifting his scythe to one hand, propped upright to lean against like he would have his crutch, he caught the torch in the other. He was content to just hold it there and give the battle some light if he was seemingly not permitted to take part. One of the creatures came shambling along, slowly creeping closer. When it would come to within arm's length, he swung the torch at it to each light it on fire or chase it back. "Back off, monster!"

    Was that the right thing to say? Was it right to call it a monster? If the redead was a monster, what did that make Tiketh? Turning his attention on that of Cyrui, he backed away from the redead some. "I'm fine," he tried to assure him to make them feel a little better about him. "I'll explain... I'll explain later!" For now, they had to get rid of these creatures. Swiping his scythe at the creature nearest him, he'd slice it in half if he needed to.
     
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    (Sorry this took over a week to post guys... I was out of town for a few days)

    "No need to tell me twice, Alana!" He rose his spear and stabbed at the nearest ReDead, striking in the chest. It screamed at him. "Oh shut up! I punctured your lung! How are you even making no-" Cyrui looked at his boney arm. "Right... magic... unholy, corpse raising magic... something I should be familiar with by now..." He kicked the ReDead to the ground. Stepping on the screaming corpse, he ripped his spear out of the beast. "Die you unholy abomination!" He rammed his spear into the skull of the beast. Its eyes grew dim, as the wind left its lungs. "Sweet Goddess..." He said under his breath. "One down!" He shouted. Cyrui ripped his spear out of the skull of the now dead, undead warrior.

    Another ReDead, this one with a spear, screamed right in front of Cyrui. Cyrui, out of instinct, shove his spear into the beast's mouth, which popped out of the other side. "Hah! Take that, you..." He trailed off as he realized the ReDead was not dead and was moving up the shaft of the spear. "Oh for the love of the Goddesses, just die!" Cyrui kicked the ReDead, which made it stumble back, taking the spear with him. Cyrui held on tightly as he stumbled as well. The ReDead thrusted his spear forward, but it bounced of the shield. "Get off my spear!" Cyrui tried yanking it out, but it would not budge. The ReDead continued forward on the shaft, undeterred, as if nothing happened.
     
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    The ReDead hauled itself slowly towards Alana again. Pushing herself up from the floor she lunged forward at it, steeling her will for another scream. She plunged her dagger into it's chest and pushed it onto the floor with all her might. This wasn't the first time Alana had dealt with monster, though it certainly was the first time she'd ever fought ReDead. Not quite to sure where exactly their weak spots were, Alana felt that it was probably safest to try and smash their heads in.

    The ReDead let out another shriek and her hands trembled, loosening the grip her had on her daggers. Her head spun as an ice cold chill ran down her spine. It's hand reached up, taking a swipe at her face. Alana pushed herself off the ReDead, rolling to the side where her body bumped into a broken chair leg.

    "Curse you!" She muttered, still shaking from the shriek as she brought the chair leg down on it's skull, rendering the reanimated body now lifeless.

    Looking up she noticed Cyrui struggling with a ReDead as it slowly moved up his spear shaft. "Watch out!" She shouted as she threw her dagger at the ReDead, hands still trembling. Thankfully her aim held true and detached the head straight from the rest of the body. "Well.." She sighed looking around the dimly lit. "There goes that dagger."
     
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    These monsters were unrelenting! No matter the attacks, they just kept coming, uncaring, advancing on the group. Though he was supposed to stay back and out of the way, he refused to let the others get hurt or die, rather in Alana's case as he wasn't sure about Cyrui. Could a Stalfos die? Technically he was already dead, right? Mmmm he didn't really have time to be sitting here thinking on semantics. Better save that for later.

    Slashing his weapon, the blade cut right through the chest of one of the creatures. The ReDead didn't even flinch, just kept coming. Bringing up his bad leg, he shoved it into the monster to knock it back. Staggering, wincing, he realized he shouldn't have done that. Useless, he fell backward slightly, catching the edge of the table to steady himself. Nails dug in, gouging out wood in line, deep lines while he struggled to stay upright.

    "Damn it!"
    he cursed. Through ragged breath, he steadied, getting back upright. Slashing the weapon again, he cut into the thing's legs, forcing it to the ground. With an ear-piercing shriek, he cringed. Goddesses how he hated when they did that. It curdled his blood, and it was going to drive him insane if they didn't knock it off! For good measure, he gave the thing a whack to the head to complain. "Shut up, you thing!" Oh yes thing. Great insult.

    His shadow magic swelled, swirled around his arms and shoulders. Lashing out with it, the dark swirls took on the form of fingers, scratching at the creature like claws, ripping into it and tearing it apart as he lashed again and again. Though his hood was up, the magic curled up and around, jutting out like spikes. He growled, gnashed his teeth at the monster while he tore at it. Lying there, seemingly lifeless, he nodded his head in satisfaction. "And that's what you get."
     
  19. The Forgotten Soldier

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    Cyrui expected blood to fly out of the headless neck of the ReDead, but nothing happened. He kicked the motionless corpse off his spear, which was still difficult to do. "Thanks Alana!" Cyrui was doing a poor job of protecting everyone, as the ReDead easily broke the "lines." Cyrui turned to Tiketh, who collapsed into the table. "Tiketh!" Cyrui turned to help Tiketh and was halfway towards him when Tiketh unleashed his shadow magic. Cyrui was stunned; half with fear, half with surprise. Cyrui never really understood magic that well, but he assumed, or at least hoped, that Tiketh was using some kind of magic to become so bestial.

    A loud scream brought Cyrui back to reality. "You know, actions speak louder than words!" Cyrui spun around and rammed his spear into the skull of the ReDead. The force sent the spear though the creature's skull, popping out the back. The ReDead twitched a bit before going limp. Cyrui kicked the corpse to the floor. Only one ReDead was left standing.
     
  20. Alana Tetroa

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    Alana scrambled up from the floor, dusting herself off as she searched the floor for anything she could use as a weapon with her other hand. With one dagger lost, she would have to resort to trash on the floor for now. Tiketh seemed to be he holding his own, though she briefly noticed him kicking out with his bad leg and then casting some sort of magic. To be frank, Alana was no expert in magic. The little she knew about water magic, she already struggled enough. Not sure what kind of dark magic Tiketh was wielding she decided that she'd have to ask him later. Certainly it appeared powerful, though maybe there was some sort of catch to it if he hadn't told her about it yet.

    Her fingers wrapped around a splintered chair leg and she heaved it at the last standing ReDead, knocking it onto the ground. Though fallen, Alana knew the ReDead most definitely wasn't slain yet.

    "Finish it!" She shouted, not wishing to throw her last dagger in the dark on a fallen target, she looked to the other two, who were closer to the last standing fiend to finish the job.
     

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