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[b]Word Count:[/b] 1,056
[b]Level 9 Ganondorf:[/b] 8/90
[b]Exp Gained:[/b] +2
[b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 10/90

[h3]Spire 04[/h3][/center]

Once Brother Moon had fully retreated, many of the Seekers moved to go regroup with the others. But Ganondorf did not leave immediately. Instead he stepped toward the edge of the large pit that Brother Moon left behind and peered down inside. From this distance, he couldn’t tell where Belial’s spirit was, but the warlord knew it had to be down there. And he wasn’t leaving until he had it in his possession. Ganondorf had gone to a lot of trouble to see the troublesome Naytiba dead and he’d be damned if he was going to leave the spoils behind.

Without a word, the Gerudo gave a high-pitched whistle that called his pet Phantom Familiar to his side. When the winged specter floated above his head, Ganondorf grabbed a hold and made a leap into the pit. The Phantom Familiar spread its wings wide and glided itself and its master all the way down to the bottom of the pit safely.. Even at the bottom of the pit, Ganondorf still had trouble spotting the spirit Belial had to have left behind. To save himself some time he summoned five moblins so he could have extra eyes on the lookout for his prize.

With the extra sets of eyes, Belial’s spirit was spotted within minutes and presented to the Gerudo King for his use. [color=797979]”One way or another…”[/color] Ganondorf murmured to himself as he fixed his gaze on the glowing spirit orb, [color=797979]”...you’re mine now.”[/color]

Ganondorf knew exactly what he was going to do with this spirit, but decided to wait until the Seekers had regrouped before doing something with it. For now, he dismissed his moblin summon and gaze up toward the pit’s exit. Getting out would be a little harder than it was getting in, but the King of Evil wasn’t about to let something so minor deter him. He bent his knees and launched himself into a bullet jump toward the wall. It wasn’t easy, but the mobility granted to him by his warframe spirit allowed the warlord to platform his way back out of the pit where he could then regroup the rest of the Seekers.

Due to his detour into the pit, Ganondorf was among the last of the Seekers to meet back up with the other group after Sandalphon had parted ways with Adam and Eve. As such, Ganondorf had no priviness to the conversation that took place in the Orbital Space Station, although most likely he wouldn’t have felt much investment in that development either way. His focus was still very much on hunting down Baldr and slaying him to cripple Galeem further, and to eliminate any members of Moebius that would no doubt try to interfere.

Besides, now that the Seekers had all regrouped and could continue their journey through the Midnight Walk, Ganondorf was free to finally use the Spirit he had claimed of Belial. He entered into the stagecoach after Sandalphon had gone. The earlier fight had left him in need of food to help him restore his lost biomass, which even included one of his back tentacles that the Naytiba had stubbornly severed. But once inside he settled down and held the spirit in his hand.

[color=797979]”We slew him for good this time.”[/color] Ganondorf said aloud, knowing Sandalphon was present, [color=797979]”Belial, I mean. I made sure of it.”[/color] He clarified, holding the spirit as proof. [color=797979]”Ever since I fused with that accursed Gravemind, I’ve been unable to heal myself conventionally. But seeing as how Belial was able to regenerate himself from near death…”[/color] Ganondorf mused, continuing to speak aloud to himself before finally plunging the spirit into his chest.

[center][hider=For Ganondorf]Notable spirit consumed:
[b][url=https://i.imgur.com/j2vHCxs.png]Belial[/url][/b]
The host's hair is longer, wilder, and crimson. His waist is narrower and his shoulders slightly broader, giving his upper body a more triangular shape. The armor on his left arm is now high-tech black carbon fiber grafted onto his flesh, tougher than the original biological armor, but it cannot be healed/regenerated and must be repaired. His Oberon helmet is more technological in appearance and has a built-in spotlight, which will turn from white to red once the host takes enough damage. This fusion undoes the weakness Left Hand Rule from Artorias. This spirit confers the Power [b]Cancerous Revival[/b]. If the host takes a fatal blow below 15% health, the host will instead rapidly regenerate to full over the course of a couple seconds. This process is very painful due to the uncontrolled regrowth of nervous tissue, and the pain will only begin to subside if the host does not take damage for a full minute. More than one revival without a chance to recover will cause enough pain to render the host catatonic in emergency recovery mode. This spirit also confers the Weakness [b]Naytiba Hatred[/b], instilling inherent hostility to any inorganic entity that triggers the 'uncanny valley' effect of appearing to be almost human.[/hider][/center]

The light faded and Ganondorf quickly assessed his newfound appearance. [color=797979]”Hmm… so it’s a form of reviving oneself…”[/color] He mused, taking in the instinctive knowledge of the abilities that Belial had given him. He also flexed his left arm a bit, as if feeling a bit of strength being restored to it as Belial’s spirit canceled out a weakness that had been created by the spirit of Artorias. All the better, as far as Ganondorf was concerned. Still, a self-revival by itself may not be enough in a fierce battle against Moebius. Perhaps he also needed to ensure he was using his other spirits to their fullest ability as well? Such as that Pokemon he fused with… Ceruledge.

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[b]Bitter Blade:[/b] The user concentrates and channels ghostly fire into his blades for a powerful flaming strike that deals strong physical/fire damage and restores the user's health equal to 50% of the damage dealt by the attack. The attack can be used a maximum of 10 times in between long rests.
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As a test, Ganondorf tried channeling some ghostly fire into one of his swords. When it appeared successful, he nodded to himself in satisfaction. Perfect. Between this and Belial’s regeneration, he felt like he could finally get around the weakness he suffered from having consumed the Gravemind spirit. And with that, he could now finally enjoy a bowl of stew for himself.