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Even with the rough tumbling onto Amulak and Klein, Mags didn't really apologize for anything as she got up. Really, if Klein didn't want to be thrown, he wouldn't have fallen into Mags. If Amulak didn't want to have Klein thrown into him, he shouldn't of stood in the way.

With a sweaty huff, she looked around her new surroundings. Magma, eggs pods, and heat. That's what there was.

"We're in a brood pit." She said as she approached one of the eggs. What did this all remind her of... It reminded her of something but she could barely place it. It was some old movie she watched years ago with her dad. As Ames poked around at one and became panicked over what was inside, Mags took Raime's advice to heart and did the exact opposite. She remembered the film like a bolt of lightning. With a quick spin, she turned to the rest of the group with her hands on her face. Mimicking a spider-like creature, her palms blocked her mouth while her fingers gripped the sides of her face and thumbs mimicked a tail.

Jokingly muffled yelps of fright came out of her as she fought with this self-made parasitoid threat.
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The climb down was about as treacherous as the climb back up would be a complete bitch. Amulak inched down as slowly and carefully as he could, trying as hard he could not to fall.

And then Klein cocked it all up.

"Aw, fu-" Was all Amulak could get out before Klein crashed into him, sending them both tumbling down the tunnel. If the scrapes and stumbles weren't enough, the fact that both Klein and Mags somehow managed to land on top of him was the icing on the shit cake.

Regardless, after everyone had recovered, they'd moved on into the cavern proper. What Amulak saw before them wasn't encouraging. For their well-being, at least. In terms of finding Lew and the lamias, it was very encouraging.

"Mags is correct. This place look like shit pit. Snake girls have probably killed Lew by now, yes? Considering it looks like they store young here, very likely to be very territorial. We are probably fucked in ass if they find us down here."

Another glance over at Magpie had him snorting. That did remind him of...uh...shit. That one American movie with the aliens. Whatever it was. Still, it was funny.

"Could do that for real for you with Weisshaupt, if you want."
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"OMG. They are sucking my breast." Klein shouted, completely and utterly devastated from the dry mouth feeling around his chest. The way their tongue circle around his nipple, flicking his chest hair, and leaving the lewd noises with their sucking. It was all too much for him. So, the giant just burst into tears, shouting "NONONONONONO" before smashing everything in his sights. He shattered the floor beneath. His fist made the cave floors cleave in with vertical strikes. Still, the dry mouth sucking never stops. Every time he extends his arms above his head, a spirit just attached itself to his armpit.

Why was such curse thing allowed to exist?

Klein asked himself as tears continue to flow along with his nose and down to his chin. The yelling of "NO NO NO" slowly turn into a "no more." The aggressive attacks that caved in the floor and shattered boulders slowly turn into a circular movement of creating as much wind as possible, just in an attempt to push the gyaki away.



"Brb." Klein said to the group after ensuring the vicinity was clear before proceeding to check himself thoroughly. He knew that the sensations back there were only psychological, unreal sensations created by a machine to deceive his brain. But, he just needs to check for any strange markings on his body. God knows what that last gyaki does to his armpit. The thought alone was enough to give him goosebumps.

Why? Just why?
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Magpie messed around (it was only funny if you were into boomer movies). Klein checked himself for hickies (there were none, thank god). Amulak offered to stick a centipede up in his friends’ spine. A few seconds elapsed since Ames pressed his hand against the white shell and felt something push back. And then, he saw an indentation push outwards from that oval-shape. It was small, perhaps even pointed, the protrusion that emerged from the white surface. The limb of a small child, or the tail of a lamia? Or something else entirely? Would monsters capable of what amounted to organized crime be so willing to leave their children or the fruits of the labor alone, with nothing to guard or protect it?

Raime, crouched by the grooves still, heard something. A high-pitched whining sound, needling into his virtual skull. Almost imperceptible vibrations, increasing in frequency. Not from below, but from around.

The magma from the singular pit in the room made its presence known aurally for the first time. It bubbled and boiled, molten rock frothing and hissing as it moved about.

What was happening?
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“Umph!” Bortz grunted in response, his knees bending. As Ari grabbed on, primed to kick off, the warrior hopped up as well, ice cracking off his body as he sent his upper body up out of the stream of ice, just in time for Ari to clear it as well. Even with the combined maneuver, however, the cat girl’s strength was not enough to meet her aspirations. At only twice the physical strength of an average adult human, she had hardly any airtime at all. A mere second, enough for her Maneater’s Sickle to reach the gyuki but not enough for her to survive the vestiges of the icy torrent.

The sickle sliced against the right eye, unable to pierce, but able to bludgeon. The gyuki let out a bleat of pain, rearing back as the last surge of icy breath blasted out. And Ari began to fall.

Into the flesh-cracking ice below.

But from within the torrent of ice, an armored hand surged out, palm up! Ari was no titan of might, but Bortz, even as a second stream blasted him from the other side, was no bitch! The weight of a single catgirl was not enough to cause his arm to even quake as she landed upon the rock-solid platform, granting her safety from the toxic breath of the beast that wrestled still with Droko. She had avoided damage still, but out in the open like this, with only a hand-sized platform to dance around in, Ari would have no safety, and Bortz’s own HP was continuing to drop from the sequential elemental breaths that he’d endured. Vator and Droko looked to be doing a number on the gyuki that breathed out the toxic torrent though, the bear-woman biting into the soft meat of the cow-demon’s lower jaw while the firestepping swordsman made swiss cheese out of its back. If they finished off the creature in time, then the four of them combined should make quick work out of the remaining gyuki.

As such thoughts passed through Ari’s mind, however, the ice-spitter’s form dissolved and disappeared, like a mirage evaporating once temperatures chilled.
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Raime would briefly laugh at the brawler's reference to a face hugger...but also took note of what Ames said. This place was likely the place where the snake people kept their cold blooded eggs warm. "Likely true, Amulak. The grooves on the ground would support that too." The likelihood of Lew's demise became more apparent to the group. Guess this rescue mission was a bust...wait. What the hell is that whining sound?

Raime quickly glanced around to see where the source was, but it seemed that it was emanating from everywhere and the frequency of the whining was increasing by the second. The magma pool then began to churn and bubble violently around the same time that he picked up the noise. Fuck. It was only a hunch but Raime did have an idea what was going to happen next. This place was going to erupt and likely fill up with lava and superheated gas that would burn them all alive. Not a very good time in general. "Uhh...guys? I think we need to leave. Soon preferably." The scout says before sheathing his sword and drawing out his dagger. Intending to use the weapon as an impromptu climbing tool to aid him getting up and out of the steep cavern.









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"Stop joking around or we'll end up just like him, I don't wanna get eaten by a snake," Ames harshly whispered. She was still on edge while everyone but Raime goofed off. She didn't even know what Mags was getting at, probably some extremely dated reference to something. Staring at the egg, she could see something continue to poke out from the inside. She shuddered. Weird little snake monster... at least, she didn't think it could be anything but a weird little snake monster. The longer Ames looked at it pushing against the soft shell, the more nervous she got about being discovered there when the parents got back. She was made thoroughly uncomfortable by all the party's comments.

At the suggestion of leaving, she nodded her head and starting backing up the way they came.

"Yeah, let's try another cavern... if those eggs hatch and they start calling for their moms..." Ames didn't finish her comment. Snakes she could handle, snake monsters probably, but for some reason the thought of slimy little baby snakes shook her up. What if the mother lamias would catch them and feed them to the babies once they hatched? What if the babies didn't have control of their venom and they could just soak them all in agonizing poison? All unpleasant options that filtered into her thoughts as she glanced back at the steep tunnel.

"I feel like I might be able to get back up with the sandals I bought, but what about you guys? Think there's a different way?"
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Well, her joke got an appropriate level of response.

On the topic of escape, Mags gave a good nod. As much as she was curious on what would happen, she didn't really want to be boiled alive. Her health pool was already pretty low from her bad decisions.

"This looks like a job for me."

Using her brutish strength and her pickaxe, she began to cut footholds into the steep drop down. Really, it was just like climbing a mountain. Not that Mags had ever done that, so her attempts were pretty clumsy. Kind of like an ape bashing a spike into a wall. She was born and raised in flat land, after all. After she managed to raise herself a foot off the ground, she dropped back down to the ground.

"I could try to throw some of you guys up."

Truly, she was the genius of a generation.
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Well, shit. Yeah, forget this. Lew probably got his dumb ass killed trying to get snake girl coochie down here. There was no point in the entire rest of the group eating a 24 hour respawn timer via volcanic eruption to look for the guy.

"Very much agree with us fucking off out of here. Would be funny story to tell Lew we had total party wipe looking for him, but respawn timer sucks." Amulak nodded his agreement to the others, wincing as he beheld the long, arduous climb back up.

Mags's idea was ass-brained, honestly. But he wasn't going to say that out loud. Instead, Amulak saved his energy for starting to try to climb back up as best he could. It really was a shame the mage spell list had absolutely nothing useful for this situation.

"Climb, fuckers!" He yelled back towards the others as he started making the ascent. "I do not want to find out what eruption feels like! We yell at Lew when we get out!"
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"Uhuh... Sure" Klein nodded to the group while his attention was drawn toward the lava on the ground. For some reason, he felt like the next thing that popped out would be a rubber duck. The same yellow one that is now prohibited due to its nigh-indestructible properties and was once mass popularized in the 1980s can only now be found, displaying in the museum after a bulletproof glass. Klein doesn't know why he would think about the rubble duck, maybe because he felt like it.

Still, with the same position they had agreed and practiced upon, Klein walked behind the group as they slowly move up the tunnel. His health bar is thick enough to guarantee ample protection from whatever about to come out. Maybe they are about to be attack by a mob of rubber ducks, who knows
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"Thanks, Bortz!"

She rolled forwards, getting a bit of distance from her and Bortz. The thing just disappeared huh? Was it invisible? Intangible? Or did it teleport away to lick its wounds?

"Tch! It disappeared? Xu Fu, bind my eyes!"

The scrolls floated upwards immediately, flowing around her fluttering as if blown by ethereal wind. Grabbing a handful of kunai from her, she readied herself for an ambush, as well as to throw the knives at it. If it was somehow invisible, a bunch of knives sticking to it will make it easier to track for those without her ability. If it was intangible, at least they know where it is.
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The magma continued to churn, and after coming to the swift decision that no one wanted to die for Lugh, the party quickly organized their ascent up the treacherous slope. Magpie’s efforts, crude as they were, helped them get a headstart, everyone benefiting from being able to ascend one foot up easily. But the slog that was a climb through a small, cramped, slippery sauna-tunnel remained slow going. If they rushed it, their hands could slip and they could fall back. If they were too slow, then the eruption that Raime predicted would swallow them whole and all the END and HP in the world wouldn’t save them from death by flesh-melting. So, with varying degrees of success, the party negotiated the tightrope of too slow and too fast, pressing upwards and outwards.

Ames undoubtedly had the advantage of proper footwear, quickly taking the lead as he scrambled up the slope. The soles of his sturdy sandals managed to grip to the slick stone where others slipped, and the red-haired warrior ascended swiftly. Klein found success as well, even if he willingly took on the role of the rear guard. Descents may require technique, but ascents were all about endurance and strength, two things that a Mountain Man had plenty of. His Traveller’s Proficiency kicked in this time around, and was actually useful: planting his arms against either side of the narrow tunnel, Klein functionally became a safety net for the others, tough enough that he wouldn’t have fallen even if another person crashed into him. Between Ames’s trailblazing and Klein’s safeguarding, the three in the middle were able to climb safely as well, even as their hands became hot and damp from grabbing at handholds, even as their backs became more and more sweaty from exertion. Raime felt the toll of climbing the most. He had scrambled up as efficiently as any Scout could’ve, but after the initial burst of speed, was finding that his limbs were being to slow. He was certainly tiring, and it didn’t help that he was scrambling up with only one arm. Magpie was fine herself; monstrous strength befitting of a devil-horned brawler helped her prevent any falls. There were a few dicey moments, of course, but she could arrest her descent with the strength of her fingertips alone…even if those fingertips ached afterwards. It was Amulak, decked out in boneplate and a thick coat, who had the most difficulty. Whether it was due to some unseen modifier affecting his physical capabilities or just due the fact that Klein kept on awkwardly bumping into him during his climb, the necromancer wasn’t making nearly as much progress as he would’ve liked.

Beneath them now, the party could hear the rising of magma, splashing against rock with an almost geyser-like hiss. Shrill cries sounded, like the broken glass against chalk, before the cracking of stone resounded in quick succession. The chamber rumbled, echoes of the shockwave reaching the near-vertical slope they were in. A great mass of something was approaching from beneath. The party was a good thirty meters up now, but was that distance safe from the prophesized eruption? From within the thick steam, it was hard to see down below, but steam itself seemed to be rising up towards them, red-tinged and much hotter than before.

Pshhh!

Something whistled through the air, snagging onto Amulak’s ankle. With a sudden jerk, the necromancer was pulled back, his foot wrenched from its hold and his nails scraping futilely against stone as he freefalled…right against the Mountain Man’s brick wall-like body. Klein was the rear guard after all, and this reversal of roles meant that he was able to stop Amulak from plummeting down the shaft, if only barely. But whatever had snagged Amulak did not stop just because Klein held on. The pressure upon the necromancer’s ankle increased, and slowly, Klein’s own hands and feet began to slip from the rocks that he had anchored himself onto.

It would be easy, to flip Amulak off like Magpie did to himself. It would just be like cutting loose deadweight, so the rest of the party could continue on at a faster pace. And if he did it quickly enough, it could be framed as an unfortunate accident.

But would Klein do it?
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The world around her went dark, and then lit up in a phantasma of chromatic brilliance. Xu Fu, settling over Ari’s eyes, gave the catgirl insight once more on all identities around her. Bortz and the rest of her party members glowed blue and the frame of the gyuki that was still sandwiched between Vator and Droko oozed with a malevolent red. Where was the one that disappeared though? She whipped around, her sealed gaze turning all around as she tried to prepare herself for an ambush. Virtual energies continued to drain from her body, causing her mind to being light, airy, but the immediacy of the danger around her kept Ari focused. All it’d take was a single hit, and she’d die.

And then, she saw it. A fine red mist, once dispersed into near-imperceptible particles in the air, was now coalescing to her right, behind Bortz who was charging through the poison blast now to end the one gyuki that could be seen. Intangibility and invisibility then. Practically cheating. But let it be known that no phantasm could hide their form from the great seeker. Ari’s blades spun through the air, striking the half-tangible form of the monster and tearing great chunks out of it. The bleat of surprise, of rage, drew the hammer-wielding warrior’s attention behind him as well, and with a ferocious shout, he smashed the insect-bearing amber into the monster’s semi-formed skull. Upon contact, the hammerhead buzzed, vibrated frenetically, and the gyuki’s form was shook apart, viscera and blood blasting outwards, only to instantly evaporate.

"Nice fucking shit, Ari!"

Incorporeality, it seemed, had made it much more vulnerable to damage.

With only one gyuki left, the fight became a foregone conclusion, one in which Ari’s party had no chance of failing. That was good then. Very good. As Bortz laughed, swore colorfully, and joined in on the brutal murder of the remaining gyuki (who no doubt regretted grappling that giant bear), Ari could think on something else.

Within the unerring gaze of Xu Fu, she could see the merchant, Man Joji, exuding red fumes. And deeper in the wagon he used to transport his goods, rows of blue frames were stacked upon each other.
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Raime glanced back when he heard the tell tale sound of a body hitting the slippery stone of the cave and the sound of one body hitting another. One of them had fallen and was unlikely to recover by himself. A quick glance back revealed...nothing but a couple meters behind him. The steam was effectively blocking his line of sight but he was sure that one of them had slipped. Moving aside to let those who wanted to get out first, Raime used his dagger to anchor himself down before calling back to the others below. "Who fell down?"

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"What the fuck was that?" Klein yelled as Amulak fall onto his chest. If it wasn't of his strength, Amulak and Klein might as well counting the number on the scoreboard by now. His fingers dig deeper into the cavern's walls, anchored him in place. But, just as about the couple are back on their track to escape the lava rushing behind, Klein could felt something pulling him and Amulak down.

"Hey..." Klein asked the necromancer before groaning, his finger digs deeper into the wall while his feet planted on a suitable footings to provide an even foundation. "Can you cut whatever on your legs? And don't blown my leg of if you are thinking about it." If Amulak does it quick enough, he and Klein can continue their escape. But if things don't come to fruition, Klein will just have to cut his loss and let Amulak go to the dark room for 24 hours. It might damaged their relationship a little bit, but Klein thinks both of them understand what the pros would do in this situation.

Cut the loss and move on.
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It had to be said: climbing while wearing robes and a heavy chestplate sucked. And it shouldn't even be this difficult in the first place. With the amount of physical fitness granted to him by his stats, Amulak somehow knew he shouldn't be struggling as hard as he was, even with his equipment load.

And then he felt something pulling at his ankle.

"Oh fu-" Was all Amulak could get out before his curse turned into a scream as he was pulled down. Thankfully, Klein was there to break his fall, but whatever the hell was pulling at his ankle was only getting stronger. Even as the mountain man was making the suggestion to cut whatever was pulling him loose, Amulak was already preparing a Spirit Divider.

"Not work, drop my ass!" He pulled double duty, turning the suggestion to Klein into his spell incantation. Amulak swung the Spirit Divider directly below his foot being pulled down, hoping to catch whatever was pulling at him at slice it off.

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Red smoke, and light blue colours in the cart. Wasn't that the same colours as those guards?

Her expression didn't change as she deactivated Xu Fu, and giving out a sigh of relief as the last of the monsters was being dealt with. Ari didn't like reneging on a job, but she also didn't feel right leaving it alone. Did the team know? Perhaps, or perhaps not.

Regardless she was just going to stay quiet for now. There will be a chance for her to inspect the cargo, during night when everyone was asleep perhaps. If they slept. Barring that, there was always after the job was done. There was nothing preventing her from sneaking into the wagon after the job was done after all. Perhaps the city guards, but they can't report what they don't know.
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By the miracle of his superhuman durability, Klein’s fingernails weren’t torn off as he jammed them into stone, but the pressure he put upon them was still enough to cause him to squirm. Physically strong as he was, the man had neither the power nor the technique to push holes into stone, and had settled for bracing himself against it instead, using his strength to anchor both himself and Amulak in place. But his fingertips were getting awfully sweaty, and the natural wetness of the rock wasn’t doing him any favors, after all.

The mage’s response, thankfully, was swift. The three-meter long Spirit Divider sliced through the air, part of it breaking against Klein’s body as it fell. A twang sounded, and an instant later, the pressure on his leg disappeared. Before anything else could happen, the two scrambled up after, assisted this time by Raime, whose own strength, while nothing compared to Klein’s, was still enough to expediate their ascent. And as for Ames and Magpie?

They were already waiting out at the top.

When the three men finally crawled out of the steep tunnel, their clothes soaked and their bodies heavy from fatigue, the relative dampness and cold of the rest of the Blasphemed Tunnels was almost a blessing. Some ice cold Nuka Cola would’ve been amazing; even just ice water would do. But there was nothing there, and there had been nothing there within the underground cave as well though. Whether that meant it was time to call it quits or that their quarry was somewhere else in this subterranean network, however, was still up to debate.

Amulak would note, as the numbing exhaustion wore off, that something tight was still wrapped around his ankle. Without any steam stinging his eyes and obscuring his vision, it was clear what this material was: spidersilk, sticky and strong.
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With a final glorious swing of his sword, Vator ended the remaining phantasm, cleaving its fat head off its shoulders. The rest of the body dissipated soon after, and the swordsman fell into the furry embrace of the bear underneath, who unceremoniously pushed him off and shifted back to Droko. Checking over their bodies for any broken or damaged equipment and finding none, the party headed back off to the wagon, where Man Joji sat. The merchant had obviously accrued some experience with roadside troubles, his countenance unflappable despite the supernatural chaos that the gyuki had wrought, and with a slow clap, he addressed the party, "Well done indeed. A truly good show, and one that I hope is indicative of your future endeavors."

"Yup," Vator said eagerly, "that's us! Always normal!"

Droko crossed her arms. "Get back to scouting."

"No break?"

"100% looked like your DPS was shit. Didn't even bust out your skills, right?"


Bortz guffawed. "Wow, V. What're you even saving SP for?"

"I mean,"
the swordsman shrugged. "Just forgot, y'know?"

The shaman narrowed her eyes. "Get running."

Vator's puppy eyes weren't enough to get him the support of Bortz, and after a longing stare at Ari, he ran off again, leaving smouldering footprints in his wake. The remaining party kept apace with Man Joji's old steed, opting to walk in front rather than remain at the sides. Though the merchant had called this a relatively quiet road, caution rather than comfort may be the better choice after all. They were lucky enough, after all, that the breath attacks of the two gyuki never extended far enough to strike the wagon itself. A party composed largely of melee or mid-ranged physical fighters didn't exactly have any ways of crowd controlling or defending, beyond murder and martyrdom. As a comfortable rhythm of travel smoothed out the last tensions remaining from the battle, Bortz spoke up again, his eyes sliding over amiably towards Ari.

"So, that thing was your Nuclei, ey? What's it do? Give you Matrix shit?"

"Auto-evasion capabilities," Droko supplied. It seemed she was bored enough with the quiet to join in this time. "That's what he means by the Matrix."
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There were many times in Ames' life when she'd been glad to have picked up some new footwear. Of course, now was one of those times. With a sense of urgency Ames climbed out of the steep cavern and took a deep breath of the cooler air outside of the magma chamber. Phew, she got the sense that maybe they'd actually avoided whatever was down there... Ah, wait, there's only two of us?

When the redhead looked back only Magpie was with her, chuckling into the opening they'd just come from. Did the guys get stuck? Ames was so focused on climbing up maybe she hadn't heard the commotion of them slipping back down? That would be terrible, did they have to go back and help the others climb back up? Soon after that thought processed the three missing party members pulled themselves out of the cavern.

"What the heck happened, are you guys okay?" Ames was relieved that they'd all got out, though she blinked down the cave suspiciously. Nothing was going to come after them... right?

"Once we catch our breath we can pick another cavern I guess. Um..." The animist looked between the other rocky corridors, not sure which to choose now that they'd crossed off the one she'd definitely thought would be it. As long as it wasn't the one filled with water. While the group deliberated she again peeked down the path into the magma cavern, making sure nothing was following them.
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The one armed scout let out a content and almost relieved laugh as he and the two others finally managed to get out of that godforsaken place. The cool stagnant air was like whispers upon his tired and sweat covered body and even the hard stone floor was like a mattress given by the heavens to his tired and overheating body. But if there was one thing missing from the situation, it would be a cool drink to slake his parched throat. But sadly, there was none available...well if you don't mind nasty ass cursed cave water, Raime supposed that there was technically an option.

He heard their red haired swordsman ask if they were alright before throwing a cautionary glance at the very cave they just crawled out of. The steam had taken a malevolent red tone, signifying that the lava had likely filled the cavern they were once in. Raime then flipped his body to now face the roof of the cavern and let his back cool off on the cold stone floor while replying to Ames. "Yeah. A little breather would be nice before we go set off to another cavern."









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[Ranger]Ari Reina Caladis(Theresa)



"Ah that? It doesn't do that unfortunately." Ari gave a small smile. "Its more like detecting hidden monsters. Useful, but not as fancy as whatever your weapon is."

Again, three knives left the sheath as she tried juggling them. Her explanation of her Nuclei was very simplified, but Ari wasn't about to expound on what her Nuclei actually do. Both because it wasn't that important, and the merchant, if he really was a merchant, needn't know that she can see the colours inside the wagon.

"It sure did blow that thing apart when you hit those cows. Wonder where they came from though? Are the roads usually this dangerous or are we just bringing along something that attracts them?"

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Amulak al Acturus (Stanislaw)
HP:1030/1030 MP:1475/1490 SP:336/336





He couldn't believe that shit actually worked. Somehow, he'd managed to hit whatever was pulling him and not get dragged down into the erupting magma chamber. Amulak collapsed onto the ground the moment they'd reached safety, just laying there and letting the virtual sweat drip off of him. God, he really hoped he wasn't sweating in real life right now. The other thing he hoped for was an ice-cold beer. Or hell, any cold liquid. But there wasn't anything besides rank cave water.

After a few moments to recover, Amulak briefly took note of what seemed to be spider silk hanging off his leg. So that was what was pulling him down. Made sense, at least. He took a second to remove what remained of the silk from his pant leg, holding it up for the rest of the group to see.

"Did snake girl turn into spider girl when I not been looking? Volcano lamia already bullshit, now there is volcano spider? When we find Lew, we kick him in dick and buy him subscription to regular porn, yeah? Or at least some kind of fetish porn that not involve us saving his ass from monster girls again."
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