[@Lugubrious]  [@DracoLunaris] [@Simple Unicycle]

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[b][center]Word Count:  687
Level: Lv: 6  EXP:  (3/60)
Location: Dead Zone Hinterlands - Curien Mansion
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Harry’s battle with the gnomes was quite chaotic and bloody.  The detective was frantically swinging the mace, hoping he would eventually hit his targets. His mace and body were covered in blood from gnome-inflicted wounds. At one point, he kicked one of the gnomes far down the hallway. At some point, he had cut a few of the gnomes in half after Amaterasu had leaped over him. “Wow how did I do that?” He asked himself, amazed by his newfound abilities. He assumed he did this by using his mind. Assuming that he has just awakened this dormant power.  He pulled out a somewhat mouldy looking piece of bread and ate it. Offering some of the bread to Amaterasu 

Harry looked inside his pants, letting out an angry grunt at some of the things he took that were broken. “Shit.” Exclaming loudly while pulling out the broken shards of the more fragile stuff he took. Luckily, there was some of the loot that was still intact, so he would be able to sell it later. Following behind Amaterasu, he hoped that they would find Kit and Band. “Band, Kit, where are ya?” He yelled out, trying to see if they could hear him. If so then they could try to follow the sound of his voice. He couldn’t contain his excitement when he saw Band and Kit. “Yeah, I’m all gravy, did ya see Heismay yet?”  Asking Band, but didn’t answer as he noticed something. Harry turned his head to face whatever he was looking at.  “Ah shit here we go again…” Muttering under his breath, he felt his whole body stiff as a board. 

Harry readied the mace, being ready to attack these creepy little things.  Lifting his arm backwards, he was prepared to throw his mace at the creature. But stopped when a white blur struck the creature down. Harry was frantically looking around, wondering who shot that whitish blur. For a moment, he thought it was another power that he had awakened.  Jumping backwards when he saw the bat creature staring at them. “Who the hell are you? What are you?” His question was answered somewhat by Band deducing that it was Heismay.   

“Yeah, what is up with you kidnapping these kids? Are you some kind of pedophile? YOU SICK FUCK!” Harry screamed, pointing an accusatory finger at Heismay.  “Yeah, it doesn’t make sense since you've got no hands to pick up the kids.  Perhaps Morris was chasing someone else, thinking it was Heismay?” Harry was now pondering all the possibilities of the situation. “So, how did you turn into a bat anyway? Or were you always batty?” Harry said, flapping his arms like wings. 

Dumbfounded and appalled by Harry’s loud and serious accusation, especially given his sensitive hearing, Heismay found himself too tongue-tied to rebuke the man beyond a simple “What!? No!” When he managed to compose himself, he was sorely tempted to defend his honor against this foulmouthed cur, but ultimately he did not deign to dignify the comments about his race with a response.

“I wonder if someone in the village was kidnapping those kids and blaming Heismay for it?” A suggestion to Band of what could be happening. “Well this was a fucking waste of time.” Adding to letting out a sigh of frustration. 

“And why was she trying to save the kids? What was trying to kill or steal these kids? And what is this problem you have?” Harry asked his questions but had a feeling he wouldn’t get any straight answers. Not that Heismay had those answers, or even the time to give them if he did, for that matter..

“[color=fff200]I got a bad feeling about this Harry.[/color]” Composure said with Inland Empire injecting. “[color=662d91]Something bad is coming. Prepare for the worst Harry.[/color]”  Looking behind him at the creatures and letting out another girly sounding scream.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here.” The detective blurted out while running behind the others. Running as quickly as he could. Slamming his body against doors and walls again leaving a Harry shaped hole.