[@PaulHaynek] [b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b] "Hmm, perhaps there's a way to find them? It would be a great help if we managed to rally some of them to our side here." Yang suggested to Nero. --- As Rinas greeted her and asked, Yang rubbed the back of her head as she smiled. "Haha, maybe because I annoyed him much more?" She jested as she shrugged her shoulders. "May I come in?" Entering the church, Yang looked at the surroundings and was still off-put by the decorations but she pushed it aside. Taking a seat on the pewter seats there, she laid her back and talked to Rinas. "But I didn't do much, I just offered a spar against him. Maybe the fighting spirit within him still burns brightly." "As to the duel, it was great!" Yang threw her arms apart as she stood back up excitedly and then mimic a few of the moves Nero made. Retelling the entire fight from the start proudly. "I never realize just how tough knights are but they're still so fast!" "I was like 'Pow!' and then he 'Hah!'" She started to demonstrate with punches and kicks as she switched back and forth between the role. Then it culminated in her crouching downward, launching upward and ending with a kick, a display of her physicality and balance as she landed easily. "Then I kicked him right in the chin and he was sent flying! But all it did at best was just knocked him down, which was kind of scary. Usually anyone hit by the tiger's foot should be out for an hour or so, Nero got back up to his feet within minutes." "And that's it!" She beamed proudly before thinking just how close the fight actually was. It seems like she still had lots to learn. "Enough of that though, I want to thank you for introducing me to him. You need any help today?" Yang offered, not really minding to help out in the church. "I can even get into that dress of yours and try to get a few converts or alms outside. I, after all, came from a temple of monks." Yang didn't have much to do for the day anyway, and might as well do a few jobs here to repay Rinas. --- [@PaulHaynek][@ShwiggityShwah][@Stern Algorithm][@13org] [b][color=ed145b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/color][/b] Ditzy looked at Ozzy quietly as he wondered what the owl harpy planned to do, looking at the scribbles it took him a moment to recognize that the one with the horns was him. Listening to the plan, Ditzy had to look back and forth between Ozzy and scribbles. Eyebrows furrowed heavily as he struggled to ingrained the plan into his head, repeating the plan over and over again. "Carry plant girl, and if Ozzy scream, have to help. Okay." He nodded furiously and committed to the plan, Still, once the plan is carried out, Ditzy followed closely to Neil as he looked upwards to the tunnel they're making. He never had much chance of seeing a lot of tunnels but he was careful to fall down. Whatever Neil wanted to say died in his mouth as Ditzy heard the loud crumbling and shifting ground fall behind them. Dirt, dust and the earthy soil blew past them, forcing them to cover their eyes. When he opened them, all fear and apprehension came right back as he heard the moans. He shifted his foot repeatedly and inched away from the zombies slowly until Neil suddenly rushed past him. "Ah! Don't go near!" Ditzy reached out with his arm but Neil was already ahead of him, grabbing something and then running back. That's when Neil got pulled by a big zombie and wasn't able to get away. That's what Ditzy wanted to warn Neil but couldn't, a thought that was interrupted when a lump of paper then smacked him in the face. He didn't know what it was but it seemed important though when Neil asked them to leave, which stoke a burning sensation in the pits of his stomach. Ditzy was slow but not dumb, he recognized that tone and words that was usually said by his father in really dire times. One of whom Ditzy didn't like as it meant abandoning his friend or family. While initially squeamish about zombies, that changed as Ditzy picked up the crumpled paper, stuffed it in his pants unceremoniously then marched forward to Neil. [i]Ditzy is strong. [/i] He thought indignantly and slung the sandbag around his shoulder. He stretched both of hands and fingers as he walked briskly to Neil despite his command. "No." Ditzy grabbed Neil by the back of his pants, and to the latter, it felt like someone just hooked his clothes to an iron hook as Ditzy fingers clenched tightly. Then he lifted Neil upwards, away from the crowd of zombies, with the larger zombie still holding Neil tightly. The two-weight combined didn't phase him at all as Ditzy turned on his heels quickly with both arms balancing Neil as the large zombie was dragged along for the ride. "Ditzy was dragged by zombies before, needed dad help. This time, Ditzy help." He stoutly announced as he showed his strength by moving forward even if more zombies grabbed him. Nevertheless, they had to get out of the area fast as the tunnel collapsing on them would be terrible and they had obtained the map.