Level 2 (17/20)
Location: Peach's Castle
Word Count: 322
As soon as the giant dragon turtle went down the black fog dissipated as Henry had no need for it anymore. He watched curiously as the the creature gave its final speech to the real Bowser. It was a heartfelt thing almost, if it wasn’t for the ominous smile on the dying Bowser’s face. The mage wasn’t all that interested up until a weird… spirit thing appeared from the enemy. That immediately caught his attention. After approaching closer and listening in it was made obvious that this was in fact the spirit of the dead Bowser. And what else were they talking about, absorbing it? This left the boy confused until he saw the loud, armored man absorb into his body which quickly changed the man into what looked like a demon. “Woah… that’s awesome! Do all the enemies drop spirits like that here? Can I get stuff like that too? Ooooh maybe I can finally get wings like a crow!” While too busy freaking out about this new revelation about the world he almost forgot to ask about another important thing he overheard. Galeem.
“Oh right, so what’s up with this Galeem guy you mentioned? Why am I here anyway? Or better yet where am I?” All of these questions that Henry had been holding back till now all came forward to the small group that had gathered around the Bowser spirit. But whether or not his questions were answered someone else approached and attacked the spiky turtle that Henry was starting to grow fond of based off appearance alone. That wasn’t going to fly with him. The dark mage whipped around and prepared a spell. “Careful there, attack us and you might just end up dead!” As he called this out a spark of dark magic appeared on the floor under Gene’s feet, indicating that an explosion of dark magic would occur in a moment if he didn’t move fast.