[center][h2]Klein[/h2][/center]
[hider=User Inspection]
[hider= Attributes]
HP – 30/120 (100 + [color=red]20[/color])
MP – 0
SP – 130 
STR – 22 (15 + [color=red]3[/color] + [color=green]4[/color])
AGI – 10
END – 12 (11 + [color=red]1[/color])
DEX – 13 (11 + [color=red]2[/color])
LUC – 10 [/hider]
[hider= Inventory]
[b]Fund:[/b] 20 silver, 93 bronze
[b] Items:[/b] Fishbone Necklace [color=A9A9A9](+3 Strength, +2 Dex) [/color]
[b] Items:[/b] Primitive Spear [color=A9A9A9] (equipped) [/color] [/hider]
[hider=Skill]
[hider=Undying Vengeance, Ashwatthama]
[u][b]Type Arms-Guard, First Stage[/b][/u]
[sub]+20% HP, +20% STR, +10% END[/sub]
[i]A set of tattoos branded upon your skin, which calls forth a flaming demon to your assistance when certain conditions are met.[/i]

[b]Retaliation on the Brink[/b]
[indent]Activates upon receiving fatal damage.  Survive attack with 1 HP, remove all status effects, and summon [Ashwatthama] with HP equal to the total amount of damage dealt to you by the attacker. All attacks and skills targeting you will target the [Ashwatthama]. Upon vanquishing the creature, recover HP equal to double the remaining HP of the [Ashwatthama].[/indent][/hider][/hider][/hider]

He needs to breathe, that is what his brain said to him when Klein felt that kick in his throat. And although it was only happening in mere seconds and in a simulation no less, the suffocation was sudden enough to force Klein to let go of the frogman, dropping his spear in the process while choking for air. Such a weird experience. To both gasp and to scratch your throat. To open your mouth like a fish. To be a fish on dry land. 

But still, he had it better than some of his subordinates. Turning to his right side, where a guy with his whole face sunken inside his skull, Klein couldn't help but grimace at how... real the injuries looks like. His broken and lack of cartilage nose. The golfball size eyes. The unnaturalness of his upper jaw, how sunken it is. Even as a fan of gore and blood, Klein couldn't help but shuddered at the sight, the only way he can express his sympathy.

"Take a rest ok?" Klein said, patting his friend's still shoulder before picking up his spear and take another charge at the frogman. This time, he aimed at the wounds he dealt not so long ago. 

He is probably gonna fail. 

They are probably gonna all die. 

But good mental change lives, Klein reminded himself before picking up pace, charging toward the frogman. 

"RAHHHH!"