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[img]https://i.imgur.com/UrgAzkd.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=6D9DB2][b]Third Floor[/b][/color][/right][hr]
	After reaching a consensus, the journey to the third floor progressed smoothly, with nothing of note that required too much of their attention beyond putting one foot in front of the other. Of course, that didn't excuse them to discard any caution for no matter how familiar the upper floors of the Dungeon may be, it was still a malevolent, dangerous being that held danger around every corner, or in Kori's case, under the very floor they stood on.

	The cat person was pulled down into the hole with a yelp as she instinctively loosened herself up to twist and turn in ways where she avoided the majority of the debris coming down, landing on the dirt floor in an unsteady three pointed crouch, her other hand holding her blade by its edge in a reverse grip. In the dirt and darkness, her pupils immediately dilated, heterochromatic eyes almost glowing as she faced a creature she never expected to meet anywhere on the third floor. 

	Kori suddenly became aware of the blood pounding in her ears, almost deafening, yet clarifying every scrape of the creature's thick claws on the soft dirt, the flicker of its tongue as it tasted the air. Her tail twitched from side to side, keeping her balance as she stood and held her greatsword before her, feeling the shuddering vibrations of the beast's breath. Her chest ached as her heart beat wildly at first too fast, then too slow as her grip tightened on the blade to still the trembling of her limbs, her body moving into a low stance.

	She was terrified. She was ecstatic. She was alive. 

	A predators grin widened onto Kori's face as she began moving back deeper into the hole, two differing-blue eyes burning in the darkness as she gazed at her prey, hoping to draw the lizard closer towards the hole and into the waiting blades of her other party members. [color=F9CDF4]"Come on!"[/color] She loudly taunted, her thick rural accent bleeding even deeper into her speech than it already was. [color=F9CDF4]"I'm dyin' ta see what cuttin' inta a big piece of chickenshit will be like nya!"[/color]