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[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek of the Red Hills[/b][/color]

Feeling Io bumped into him, he turned in annoyance at first before having a raised eyebrow when she said she was distracted. Briefly, he looked towards Shizuku before a smirk came to his face.

[color=ed145b]"Try not to get too distracted,"[/color] He said before leaning closer to her and whispered. [color=ed145b]"Plenty of time to hit him later."[/color]

Better to also ease the lich, even if she was undead. This was a mission they can't afford to fail but being too tense was just as debilitating.

Once at the manor, Skarsneek had to roll his already short pants before squeezing excess water out to make it clung to his body. He didn't the extra water droplets alerting others or slapping against him noisily.

Moving quietly, they managed to stumble into some juicy information and Skarsneek dearly wanted to hear more but unfortunately they're discovered.

[color=ed145b][i]Darn cheating magic.[/i][/color] Skarsneek said, wondering if there was ways to mask him via magic. Perhaps it was time to look into it. 

Io made her move to which Skarsneek quickly pointed to the left figure behind the thin paper walls. "Left."

The moment Io ice launched itself, he moved forward, snapped both clubs together as one before charging low, bursting through it. Whoever the left figure was, Skarsneek aimed to cripple them right off the bat by targeting the knees.

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[color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]

The moment he reached the top, Gringor expected many things.

Them running and jumping however, frustrated him greatly

[color=f7941d]"Oi! Get back here and fight!"[/color] He roared before rushing forward and jumping down with them. Fearless and fuming before landing on the ground with weapon in hand. A quick strike had sent them into the dirt for good as his axe struck their spirit energy directly, taking chunks of it from them.

Looking around, he see more approaching the undead and frowning girl. Without much thought, Gringor foot left deep imprints as he aimed himself towards the two axe-wielding brigands.

When he was close enough, he swung horizontally with a speed that had his axe arced backwards and striking the two in one go.