[color=fff7b0][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qMHpYAa.png[/img][/center][/color][center][b]Lv.[/b] 29
[color=f7976a][b]HP:[/b] 341/341[/color]  [color=fff79a][b]SP:[/b] 300/300[/color]  [color=6ecff6][b]MP:[/b] 30/30 [/color]
[color=f7976a][sup](300) + 10 + 10%[/sup][/color]     [color=fff79a][sup](300) + 0 + 0%[/sup][/color]    [color=6ecff6][sup](30) + 0 + 0%[/sup]    [/color]
[sup]STR – 121 [sup](100) + 5 + 15%[/sup]  |  AGI – 55 [sup](50) + 10%[/sup]  |  END – 42 [sup](40) + 5%[/sup]  |  DEX – 40 [sup](40)[/sup]  |  LUC – 11 [sup](11)[/sup][/sup]
[hider=Inspect][sup][b][i]Star-Studded Rebellion, Pentozali[/i][/b]
[b]Weapons[/b]
[color=757575]Pickaxe - Uncommon
Shovel - Uncommon[/color]
[b]Equipment:[/b]
[color=757575]No Helmet
Beasthide Gown - Common Armor
Beasthide Bracers - Common Arm Equipment
No Leg Equipment
Thornspike Boots - Common Shoes
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[b]Accessories:[/b]
[color=757575]Wrestler's Loincloth - Common Accessory - +10 HP, +5 STR[/color][/sup][/hider][/center][right][@Yankee][/right]

Holy shit.

Dance really was the universal language. Magpie had originally intended to just dance for shits and giggles to start off a fight, but she managed to avoid one all together. In fact, the leader of the Oni seemed to be rewarding her for her efforts with a rib from the electrobear. It was actually pretty nice to see. Coming from traditional MMOs, Mags felt as though mobs were generally walking EXP containers. A macguffin for characters to murder to complete quests and get levels from. Sure, she technically committed a genocide against kappas a day or so earlier, but the kappas would attack her first. For the most part. Having a mob be diffused by a willingness to have fun was a breath of fresh air.

She took her rib from the oni and savoured it. Even if it would taste weirdly fishy or gross, it was a gift from the blue Oni. If it killed her or it inflicted negative status effects, she'd still eat it. Parasites be damned! She'd also keep the bone as a memento. Also an improvised weapon. 

Unfortunately, she didn't really have much to give back as a gift. Ames might have. She'd keep the oni in mind in case she went for another grinding session. Maybe she'd get some good city booze to give them if she could encounter them again.

Man, Thunderstruck Grove was easy to deal with--only a moron would struggle going through this area, she thought to herself. Karma be damned, she was going to stick with this thought.