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[color=black][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] Roshmi Slums
[color=black][b]Interactions:[/b][/color]  Ayita [@13org], Baraian[@Dezuel], Torvi [@Tae], & Maneru: The Deceptive Mist [@baraquiel]
[color=black][b]BGM: [url=https://youtu.be/_yFZgtkYb8o]Dire Battle[/url][/b][/color] [/center]

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[b][u]Wallet:[/u][/b] 65 Amas
[b][u]Bank:[/u][/b] 3,500

[b][u]Gear[/u][/b]
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[*] Formal Wear
[*] Wakizashi 
[*] Two razor-sharp metal fans [Only one on him at the moment]
[*] Throwing Knives [At home]
[*] Rope Darts [At home]
[*] Climbing Claws [At home]
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[b][u]Items[/u][/b]

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[*] Drystone (For sharpening weapons) [At home]
[*] Gourd of water
[*] Steel wire
[*] Caltrops [At home]
[*] Smoke Bombs [At home]
[*] Large Red Potions (x3) [At home]
[*] Medium Red Potions (x3) [At home]
[*] Magic Resistance Potions (x2) [Black]
[*] Antidote/Medicine (x1) [Green]
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The vulpine couldn't help but gag and wince in absolute agony as he tried to rid himself of the awful stench that had taken over his entire self. The smell was awful and it was all he could concentrate on. Whatever the dark elf and the woman were quarreling about was none of his concern, the sewers were literally crippling him! Were it not for how exhausted he was, Kuroi would be able to at least tolerate being down here, but without anything to filter the smell out of the air, he was paralyzed on the ground. Upon feeling Torvi offer up her shoulder, he looked up at her, and quickly took the piece of cloth, using whatever strength he had yes to tie it around his nose and mouth. He stayed knelt down on the grimy ground for some time, taking some time to catch his breath and calm himself down.

As his heartbeat slowed down and his sudden stench-induced panic attack faded, he slowly hoisted himself up onto his feet and began to share his wait against Torvi's shoulder. Although he said nothing, he stared straight into his eyes, his gaze expressing nothing but gratitude to her. The vulpine did his best not to weigh her down and shifted himself to the point where she was on his shoulder. Kuroi couldn't bear to weigh someone else down, especially now that he recovered with the makeshift mask bestowed upon him. Kuroi had gone on ahead, keeping his arm wrapped around Torvi's waist as he led the group through the sewers to the best of the ability. 

Everything had gone well up until they were blockaded by the wall of blue mist. Similar to before, Kuroi's ears suddenly went stiff as he narrowed his eyes towards the wall of blue mist, slowly positioning himself against the wall to give Torvi another support in case he would have to fight again. Similar to a wild animal, Kuroi bared his teeth as he brought up his free hand in front of his face. His eyes widened as he saw four cheap copies of him and his party walk out towards him. Blood rushed through him and adrenaline coursed through his veins, almost enough to keep himself alive a few seconds in combat. He kept a tight grip on Torvi and began to walk backward, motion the group to do the same as well.

"...We just can't win...reveal yourself, caster!" He snarled out, an ugly scowl faintly outlined through his cloth mask. 

As his false self began to walk towards him and the rest of his group, Kuroi desperately looked over at his companion and raised his makeshift mask to reveal his bared teeth towards the four clones. It was at this point that the vulpine had outright resorted to ferality. His foxlike features had definitely stiffened up to that of a furious fox ready to defend his den, and the pupils of his eyes had widened as he stared forth at the enemies.

He only relaxed slightly as he looked over at Torvi - anger and sadness were in his eyes. "Forgive me...I just need...the strength..." He said softly before he suddenly took her by the arm and dug his sharp teeth straight into her forearm. Although he was no vampire, and far from an uncivilized bloodthirsty couth, he needed a new scent to empower him for the time being. Nothing but shame ran through him as he felt his fangs penetrate the woman's tender flesh. Obviously, he made sure to bite in an area that were from any vital arteries or veins; he wasn't trying to kill her after all.

Moments later, he slowly moved away from Torvi and licked at the blood around his lips. His left finger scooped up some of the poor woman's blood and pressed it up against his nose through the cloth, trying to overwhelm his senses with a scent that wouldn't severely cripple him. His pupils were extremely dilated by this point, and his focus was on the four clones that he was sure were here to eliminate them once and for all. Once he had licked up all the blood, he pulled down his makeshift mask back over his mouth and let out a snarl. He brought both of his hands up, readying his sharp nails as if they were the claws of a lion. 

This was the only way Kuroi could see himself surviving the situation. Succumbing to mild ferality was the only logical solution he could make in such a weakened state. As adrenaline coursed through his veins alongside the taste and smell of blood, he was able to distract himself from the putrid stench in the sewers. Kuroi was now ready to stand his ground alongside his newfound allies. 

All he could hope was that Torvi could forgive such a horrendous injury.