Word Count: 688 Level 5 Captain Falcon: 91/50 Exp Gained: +1 NEW EXP Balance--- 92/50
Forbidden Kingdom ~ Esaka’s Lower Tier
”Robert…?” Captain Falcon was confused for a moment at Terry’s question. And then it suddenly hit him. He meant Robert Garcia, the fighter whose spirit the Captain had won from the Orb Machine all the way back in Carnival Town. Evidently the bruiser knew him, likely because they came from the same world. And that was when Falcon also realized that this was going to be a little hard to explain. But for Terry’s sake, he had to do it as best as he could.
”So you know him?” Cap followed up his question. ”Well, to answer your question…” The bounty hunter paused, wanting to make sure he chose his words carefully and phrased what he was about to say in the least confusing way that he could. ”...I’ve fused with his spirit.” Cap already knew this was going to require further elucidation. And so he didn’t even wait for a response before he continued speaking.
”In this world, when we die, we leave behind a spirit.” Cap said, taking a breath to prepare himself for what was going to be a fairly lengthy explanation. ”They look like spheres, grapefruit sized, and they bear our image inside of them. When you collect a spirit, you can do one of three things with them - Fuse, Spiritbind, or Crush. If you crush a spirit, it will turn into an item or set of items usually associated with the identity of the spirit in question. Spiritbinding is a process where you have a brief word with the spirit, and they become something called a Striker that you can then summon to help you in fights. But you’re only allowed to have two Strikers at a time for reasons I’ll explain later.”
Captain Falcon continued, ”Fusion is exactly what it sounds like. You essentially consume the spirit by pressing it to your head or hugging it against your chest. The former option lets you learn a skill from that spirit and then your outfit changes color to reflect the fusion. The latter option lets you learn one of that spirit’s powers, and will also change your bodily appearance to reflect the spirit you’ve fused with. From then on you can start learning and mastering other skills and powers from that spirit the more you fight and train. That’s why I know Robert’s techniques - because I fused with his spirit about a week ago and have been fighting with his skills alongside my own ever since then.”
Now for the tough part. ”And something else you should know, Terry. Our time in this world is… limited. None of us can last longer than 10 years maximum before we’re… I guess ‘reset’ by the system Galeem created and reappear in its world, Galeeming once again. That’s why Pit knew you when we first got here. There was a… previous version of you that he met before who died. And you are the resulting next iteration of Terry Bogard in this world. So even though I have no doubt that Robert Garcia is around in Esaka somewhere, the spirit of him I fused with was very likely a previous incarnation of him in this twisted system that Galeem created. And that brings me back to Strikers. You’re technically allowed to have as many active as you want, but it’s not recommended. Anymore than two will shave years off your overall 10 year limit, essentially shortening your lifespan in the World of Light.”
Cap took a deep breath, his explanation now more or less complete. ”I get that this is a lot of information to process. So it’s okay if it takes time for it all to set in and start making sense. It’s a process all of us had to go through when we were de-storied and freed from Galeem’s control.” But the Captain offered a small smile and thumbs up, ”But not to worry. I’ll keep showing you the ropes about Spirits as we go along. I’ve got your back, buddy.”
Word Count: 361 Level 8 Ganondorf: 19/80 Exp Gained: +1 NEW EXP Balance--- 20/80
Frozen Highland ~ Midnight Walk
After returning from the radio station with Ace and now Tenna in tow, Ganondorf decided to scarf down a second bowl of stew. A man his size needed plenty to keep up his energy, and the warlord wanted to make sure his biomass had fully regenerated. But after that it was time to get on the move again. The procession of Seekers continued their way through the Midnight Walk, eventually reaching the snowfield. In this, Ganondorf was fortunate to be as tall as he was, since that meant the deep snow didn’t bother him like it would anyone else. And besides, no amount of snow would be nearly as frustrating to deal with as the Timefall had been, or especially some of the dirtier locations of the Under which still made the Gerudo groan at the thought of returning to.
What did bother him was the obnoxious monkeys throwing darts and generally showing that they were going to be a nuisance. Ganondorf grumbled to himself, convinced he was going to have to waste his energy on monkeys of all things. Even Roxas had started casting buffs in anticipation of a fight. But then the Seekers collectively elected to give the monkeys a wide berth and simply avoid them altogether. Normally Ganondorf would have scoffed at the idea of avoiding a battle. But for these monkeys, he decided he was going to make an exception. They probably would have been a waste of energy to deal with anyway.
Although Ganondorf wasn’t content to leave things to chance. He summoned a squad of Moblins to take potshots at the monkeys with their fire arrows while the stagecoach gave its wide berth. A security caution more than anything else. Otherwise, Ganondorf let himself be content to simply keep pace with the stagecoach and follow its lead for now. At this point the warlord was becoming increasingly eager to reach Edinbourgh, where Ace had said Consul L remained as well as the Flame Clock she was custodian of.
”Hmph, how much farther until we reach Edinbourgh?” Ganondorf grunted, asking no one in particular, although Sandalphon would certainly be the best equipped to answer the question.
Word Count: 564 Level 5 Captain Falcon: 90/50 Exp Gained: +1 NEW EXP Balance--- 91/50
Forbidden Kingdom ~ Esaka’s Lower Tier
Captain Falcon was naturally planning to join the rest of the Seekers at the Banishin’ Flats. But he wanted to make a short pit stop before he headed in. So rather than head straight for the Flats, he the bounty hunter made a detour back toward the Breakers Dojo. He wanted to check in real quick and let Sensei Sawamura know that his search for a KOF team had gone well. When he got there, he found both Sawamura and Lee. But they weren’t alone, and were joined by two others whom the Captain didn’t remember seeing at the dojo the first time he visited.
One of them was a young man about the same age as Lee. His gi looked similar to Sawamura’s, but it was blazing red and had two yellow stripes on each end of the blackbelt. He also looked like he had a small scar on his upper right right cheek, just below the eye. Despite that, he seemed to carry himself with a friendly enough demeanor. The other one was a a young woman, probably also around the same age as Lee. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail. She wore a sleeveless denim cutoff jacket over what appeared to be a red leotard. Her hands and forearms were wrapped in white bandages, and she wore red/white combat boots on her feet with tall socks poking up to cover her shins.
Lee and Sawamura introduced them as Sho and Tia. Both were friends of Lee, although Lee seemed to insist that ‘friend’ was a bit of a strong word, clearly preferring to think of them as rivals. Evidently Sho and Lee had previously been rivals in something called the FIST Tournament, which had gone defunct in favor of the World Warrior, King of the Iron Fist, Mortal Kombat, and KOF tournaments. And it was here they told the Captain that the three of them were going to enter the KOF as Team Breakers. Sho casually remarked that this was a bit of a surprise, since Lee had previously preferred fighting in the World Warrior tournament where he could go solo. “Hmm… I bet he’s just looking for an excuse to fight you again, Captain.” Sho had teasingly said, causing Lee to bristle with a denial that didn’t sound very convincing.
”Well, may the best team win, then.” Cap said, holding out a hand which Sho eagerly shook.
After departing from the Dojo, Cap finally made his way to the Banishing Flats. He was a little bit late, though from the looks of it Ms. Fortunate had also apparently arrived late as well. And he was just in time to catch the explanation of how things worked in the World of Light to Terry. ”Don’t worry about identifying the Consuls too much.” Cap said as he sat down and clapped the hat-wearing bruiser on the back. ”And to answer your question, Roland, the Consuls do seem to have a habit of wearing helmets that cover their faces. I’m guessing that’s how they mask their red eyes.”
”Oh, by the way, Terry.” Cap said, ”I just swung by the Breakers Dojo and they’re entering their own team into the KOF - Team Breakers. I guess I made an impression on Lee, since he insisted on entering the KOF instead of the World Warrior like he usually does.”
Word Count: 2,342 Level 10 Roxas: 75/100 Exp Gained: +3 NEW EXP Balance--- 78/100
Frozen Highland ~ Midnight Walk
Roxas hung around the stagecoach at least for a little while after he and Ganondorf brought back the seeds and vegetubes. Like many of the Seekers, Roxas helped himself to a bowl of stew from the pot that was simmering, grateful for something warm to eat in this cold environment. He released his Pokemon from their respective Poke Balls, as he usually did during downtime such as this. But doing so also gave the Nobody a startling reminder. He didn’t have anything to feed his Pokemon. Well, that simply wasn’t going to do.
”Okay, guys.” Roxas reassured his Pokemon, giving Scamp an affectionate pat on the head. ”Here’s what we’ll do. There’s some wooded areas around so if we go looking, I’m sure we’ll find some berries out there we can gather. Sound good?” His Pokemon all offered eager noises of agreement. ”Okay then, let’s go berry hunting!” So after Roxas finished his bowl of stew he set out on his own into the Midnight Walk with just his beloved Pokemon keeping him company.
The Midnight Walk itself was pretty much as it had been since the Seekers had begun traveling through it. Occasional pine forests, rocky outcrops, and - of course - the ever present snowfields. Roxas trudged along, and at one point even hitched a ride on Turbo for greater expediency. He decided he needed to focus his searches on the pine forests, figuring that those were the most likely places he would find berries growing. And he did find some occasional shrubberies, one a group of four each containing either 2 Oran Berries or 2 Rawst Berries. That gave him four each right off the bat, which Roxas thought was a pretty good start to his berry hunting side quest.
But the Nobody wasn’t always that fortunate. Other shrubs or berry trees found were in smaller clusters or even just growing individually. At one point Roxas counted 8 Oran Berries and 8 Rawst Berries in total in his Berry Pouch. That was plenty for feeding one or two Pokemon. But Roxas had four to feed, and he was also thinking Geralt might appreciate some Berries being brought back for Tirn as well. ”Guess we’ve just gotta keep foraging.”
But Berries weren’t the only things Roxas was coming across. In his search for Berries that Pokemon liked to eat, he naturally found himself seeing wild Pokemon as well. Mostly Snover and Snorunt, but also the occasional Cubchoo as well. Roxas mostly tried not to agitate the Cubchoo, afraid there might be a Mama or Papa Beartic around that might get aggressive at anyone that threatened their young. But he did allow himself to occasionally battle against the Snover and Snorunt, mostly relying on Scamp’s Fire Fang to make quick work of them. As he did, Roxas noticed they were leaving little bits of them behind after fleeing. Snovers were leaving behind little berries that Roxas assumed was growing within their natural leaves, and Snorunts were leaving behind little tufts of their fur. He wasn’t sure what purpose they served, if any, but something in Roxas’s gut told him they could be of use somewhere down the road.
As such, after defeating 2 of each, Roxas found himself with 4 Snover Berries and 4 tufts of Snorunt Fur that he put in his bag, using the TM Pocket since the Nobody did not possess any Technical Machines at this time. This also made him momentarily distracted from his Berry Hunting, resulting in Roxas only getting 2 Orans and 2 Rawsts that he added to his Berry Pouch. That was 20 total, and so Roxas decided to take a break and split his berries up among his Pokemon.
”Let’s look around a little deeper in the forest before we head back.” Roxas told his Pokemon as they eagerly ate their food. When he explored deeper in the Pine Forest, Roxas started finding pig-like Swinub and snowflake-shaped Cryogonal in addition to the Snovers and Snorunts. The Cubchoos were also a bit more common as well, resulting in Roxas finally deciding to risk battling a few of them. He still let himself rely on Scamp’s Fire Fang but he also called out Turbo to give the Boltund a bit of relief from the battling.
Similarly to the Snorunts, the Swinub and Cubchoo left behind tufts of their hair when they fled and Roxas pocketed 2 of them in his TM Pocket. Meanwhile, the Cryogonal left behind a couple of shavings of their ice. But before Roxas could forage any berries from a nearby pair of trees he was walking toward, he heard rustling and saw a shadow dart around between pine trees. It was moving too fast and differently to be like any of the Pokemon he had encountered already. And whatever it was, it apparently had its sights set on the berries that Roxas was about to forage.
”On your toes, Scamp!” Roxas said sharply as Scamp’s muscles tensed and he growled a bit in anticipation. ”We’ve got company!” And that’s when a black bipedal creature darted from its hiding place and lunged for Scamp. Roxas scrambled for his Rotom Phone to identify the attacker. ”A Sneasel… a Dark and Ice type…” Roxas observed, but the biggest thing he noticed was the lack of glowing red eyes. This Sneasel was not gleaming.
”Dodge and use Nuzzle!” Roxas commanded. Scamp did as ordered and dodged the Sneasel’s claw attack. But when he went to counter with Nuzzle, the dark Pokemon proved too fast and managed to dodge as well. Then it appeared to sharpen its claws, probably a preparation for a future attack. ”Watch those claws, Scamp!”
As predicted, the Sneasel swiped at Scamp again. But this time the attack managed to hit. And it was now that Roxas’s Rotom Phone was able to identify that the moves Sneasel used were Hone Claws followed by Metal Claw. Hone Claws raised both Attack and Accuracy, while Metal Claw carried a small chance to also raise the user’s Attack when it lands. Meaning this could potentially snowball into a disaster if Roxas wasn’t careful. ”Don’t let him scare you, Scamp!” Roxas called, ”Use Nuzzle again!” Roxas couldn’t afford to let this Sneasel take advantage of its Speed. And thankfully, Scamp was also just about equally fast. The Nuzzle managed to connect this time, inflicting Sneasel with Paralysis.
That would certainly help matters. In response, the Sneasel’s eyes glinted and it used Hone Claws yet again. Not it was definitely trying to set itself up for a devastating sweep. Roxas had to nip this at the bud before it was too late. Using Fire Fang would deal a lot of damage, but unfortunately Scamp had used up a lot of his PP for that move battling other Wild Pokemon. Just as well, the Nobody’s goal was to weaken the Sneasel, not defeat it outright. ”Use Bite!” Scamp lunged and snapped his jaws against the Wild Pokemon.
Sneasel, being a Dark type, wasn’t too terribly affected by a Dark type move such as Bite. But Scamp’s Strong Jaw made his biting attacks noticeably more powerful. As such, the Dark/Ice type almost flinched in surprise at how hard the Bite managed to hit it. Static ran along its body to indicate the Paralysis, but Roxas was about to learn that the status ailment wouldn’t necessarily matter. Miraculously, the Sneasel managed to move through its halved speed and still attack with blinding speed. This time it created sharpened shards of Ice that it flung at Scamp like kunai or shuriken. And the attack was too fast for Scamp to dodge, resulting in the Boltund taking yet another hit.
”How is that possible?” Roxas asked, frantically looking to his Rotom Phone for answers. ”Ice Shard?” He learned that the move Ice Shard was fast enough to always attack first, regardless of the Pokemon’s speed. A phenomenon known as “priority moves” according to the Pokedex App. That just meant that Sneasel had a way to overcome being slowed by Paralysis. Still, the status would continue to occasionally prevent it from moving at all, so Roxas wasn’t completely out of luck.
As such, Scamp and the Sneasel traded blows yet again. Sneasel’s Ice Shard hit its mark, but Scamp fought through the hit and countered with another Strong Jaw-powered Bite. Sneasel had to be getting weaker by now, but so was Scamp. If Scamp could just land one more Bite, then maybe that would do it. And this time, Sneasel’s Paralysis got the better of it, keeping it locked in place for this moment. ”Now’s your chance, Scamp! Bite!” Roxas called without hesitation. The Boltund growled and barked as he lunged and snapped his jaws once more. The hit was clean, and Sneasel was finally looking like it was standing on its last legs.
”My turn now.” Roxas said, ”Let’s see how well those Balls we made work.” He chose one of the 4 Great Balls he brought with him and gave it a throw. The blue-and-white ball arced through the air in a curved trajectory before bouncing off of the Sneasel’s body and drawing it into its open maw before snapping back shut. And then, the waiting game happened. One shake. Two shakes. Three. Roxas tensed but his muscles relaxed when he heard the click as the ball’s red light shut itself off. Confirmed capture.
Species: Sneasel Gender: Female Held Item: Razor Claw - increases Critical Hit rate Lv: 30 Ability:Pickpocket - Allows the user to steal an opponent’s held item when attacked by a move that makes physical contact. Moveset
Ice Shard (40 base power, physical attack, Ice-type, attacks with priority +1, allowing it to always go first regardless of the user’s or opponent’s speed)
Feint Attack (60 base power, physical attack, Dark-type, this bypasses Accuracy buffs and Debuffs and always lands without fail)
Metal Claw (50 base power, 95 Accuracy, Steel-type, has small chance to increase user’s Attack by 1 stage)
Hone Claws (N/A base power, status move, Dark-type, increases user’s Attack and Accuracy by 1 stage)
”Great job, Scamp. I knew I could count on you.” Roxas said, petting the Boltund’s head before he went ahead and released Sneasel from her Great Ball. ”Welcome to the team.” Roxas said, then used his Rotom Phone to scan her for details, including the fact that she had been holding an item called a Razor Claw which slightly increased her chance of landing a critical hit. ”You’re a girl, huh? I’m Roxas, and these are my Pokemon. We’re a lot like you, different from other people. You can sense something different about yourself, can’t you? I’m guessing that’s why you were being aggressive.”
The Sneasel looked dismissive at first, as if trying to remain aloof. But Roxas could see the flicker of a falter in her expression. He’d hit the nail on the head, even if the Sneasel didn’t outwardly admit it. ”It’s okay, you’re with friends now. You don’t have to be alone anymore.” Roxas assured the Dark/Ice type. ”You know… the way you fight reminds me of someone I used to know.” That made the Sneasel tilt her head with curiosity. ”She was someone I used to… work with I guess. She wasn’t exactly the nicest person but the way she could move and fight was a lot like you. How would you feel about the name… Larxene?” The Sneasel looked like she was thinking about before eventually nodding her head with approval.
”Alright, then!” Roxas said, offering his fist for a bump, ”Welcome to the team, Larxene.” The Sneasel hesitated only for a moment before bumping her fist against his in return. A new friendship had been forged. Larxene helped Roxas harvest the berries from the tree they had just been battling over. And after giving an Oran Berry to both Larxene and Scamp to help them recover from the battle, Roxas was left with one Oran Berry and 3 Rawst Berries. He and his new Sneasel friend found another tree containing 2 more Oran Berries, and Roxas figured that was all they needed.
”Great job, guys.” Roxas praised his Pokemon, ”Managed to get you all fed up, and with a handful left over we can share with Geralt and Tirn back at the stagecoach.” Between that and the new Pokemon Roxas had made friends with, he’d definitely call this a good haul for a side quest. And now, he decided, it was time to get back with the rest of the Seekers.
Rawst Berry x3 (will be given to Geralt) Oran Berry x2 (will be given to Geralt) Snover Berry x4 Snorunt Fur x4 Swinub Hair x2 Cubchoo Fur x2 Cryogonal Ice x2 Sneasel Claw x2 Razor Claw (held by Larxene)
Eventually Roxas made his way back to the stagecoach where he saw it had been outfitted with a lightning rod attachment while he was away, providing some power for at least one of the Vegetubes that he and Ganondorf had scavenged. He also caught a glimpse of the Creature Chamber that Edward had brought back, and wondered if this was something those materials the wild Pokemon dropped could be used for. But for now he decided to table his curiosity because it wasn’t too long before the journey resumed. Thankfully Roxas was able to take a brief moment first to give the Berries he brought back with him to Geralt so he feed them to Tirn later.
And unfortunately, when they reached a field of deep snow, the stagecoach became under attack by monkeys of all things. Surprisingly well-armed monkeys at that. ”Here we go again.” Roxas murmured to himself. Acting fast, Roxas instinctively began casting Tailwind and Aeroga on various Seekers around him. He wasn’t sure he’d have enough time to buff everyone with both, but he did at least try to focus on giving Tailwind to slower allies and Aeroga to some of the more fragile or squishy allies.
Word Count: 1,596 Level 8 Ganondorf: 2/80 Level 10 Roxas: 72/100 Exp Gained: +3 NEW EXP Balance--- 5/80, 75/100
Frozen Highlands ~ Krat Zoo / Botanical Garden
It was very fortunate for Ganondorf that his Flash Fire was active when Mokou’s explosion went off or it would have dealt a great deal of damage to the warlord. What wasn’t so fortunate was his Phantom Steed’s lack of immunity to fire damage. The phantom horse was caught by the blast and dispelled by it, forcing Ganondorf to abandon it early. And worst of all, he wasn’t close enough to the alligator to land on its back like he originally planned. But things only went on for a half a minute longer before the giant beast finally fell. ”Good riddance.”
Roxas was much better off for his part. He wasn’t near enough for the blast to affect him. But it was also clear that Titan and Shocker’s efforts were not as effective as he hoped they’d be. That left him with little room to act other than to watch the beast fall and offer Curaga healing to any Seeker that needed it afterward. Not much in the way of contribution, but at least it was something.
Roxas and Ganondorf both entered the Botanical Garden alongside the stagecoach and other Seekers. And once again, the group almost immediately began splitting off to cover ground. Ganondorf noted that Sandalphon was putting together a strike team party to deal with the Puppetmaster of Death. Normally he would relish the chance to fight a strong opponent, but this time Ganondorf stayed out of it. And Roxas was never the sort to enjoy fighting so in this instance the Nobody decided maybe he’d contribute more by attending to some other objective.
In truth it was a coincidence that the two of them found themselves exploring together once again. Neither spoke for a while, not having been much for conversation with one another. But they dealt with the occasional Arche Puppet just fine, nonetheless. Ganondorf’s raw strength made it easy for him to keep Puppets pinned so that Roxas could go for more surgical strikes against their flanks, either with his Keyblade or with one of his Pokemon such as Scamp or Titan.
Eventually the pair of Seekers found a door leading into another unexplored part of the Botanical Garden. The sign above read “Seed Storage”. ”Seeds? Don’t we need something like this for the Area Guardian?”
”Mistletoe.” Ganondorf confirmed with a short nod. He tried the door and found it to be locked tight. ”Tch, figures.” But that was when Roxas stepped up.
”Leave this to me.” He said, summoning one of his Keyblades. With a small flourish and tap of the blade on the door, the locks clicked themselves free and the door opened for them. Once again, locked chests and doors were nothing for someone chosen by the Keyblade.
”Hmph.” Ganondorf grunted with approval as he stepped inside, ”Suppose it stands to reason that a weapon called a Keyblade would be enchanted for opening locks.” He commented, filing the information away in his mind for later.
Upon entering, the two found shelves lining the walls with storage containers bearing labels of various plant species, scientifically labeled but with their common layman names added in brackets. Plants ranged from flowers, to toxic weeds, and even fruits and vegetables. But storage containers were not the only objects in the room. There were also portable tube-like devices labeled as Vegetubes, that according to their instructions were able to act as portable gardens for growing seeds.
But unfortunately, the Seed Storage Room was not unguarded. Sprouting up from a large planter pot in the central most part of the room was what could only be described as a sentient plant woman. She was a bit sickly looking - probably a result of whatever experimentation was going on in this zoo - but otherwise she likely would have been seen as quite a beauty to look at. But while she did indeed look sickly, she did not look like any of the Carcasses. It was possible she was still alive, albeit seemingly feralized as a result of whatever she’d been previously subjected to.
Due to her plant body, Ganondorf almost decided to let loose a stream of draconic fire breath on the Siren but second guessed himself instead. She may very well be vulnerable to flames due to her nature, but obviously the rest of the plants and seeds in the room could also burn should the fire spread and go out of control. And Ganondorf did not want to risk losing access to mistletoe because of a miscalculated fire attack. ”Don’t use flames.” He told Roxas next to him.
Roxas had called out Scamp from his Poke Ball, having initially intended to use a combination of Fire Fang and Firaga Spells. But he paused at Ganondorf’s words, ”Why not?” He asked, but then looked around and remembered the seeds surrounding them before answering his own question. ”Oh, right… yeah.” But he didn’t let himself be deterred as he pointed a finger forward, ”Scamp - use Nuzzle!”
As the Boltund bounded forward at high speed to obey his trainer, Ganondorf’s grip on his spear tightened before he dispelled the weapon from his hands and drew Litania and the Acidic Curved Greatsword that Roxas had previously given him. ”Time to clip some hedges.” He grunted as he strode forward.
Scamp’s speed allowed it to quickly close the distance and get off his attack before the Siren could react. Nuzzle did minimal damage, but inflicted Paralysis. That would hopefully keep the Siren’s attacks sluggish while Ganondorf brought the raw damage. Speaking of which, only now did the Siren manage to attack, summoning thorny pillars beneath the advancing warlord’s feet that nearly knocked him off his footing. So while Ganondorf was forced to cut his way through the thorny barrier, Roxas vanished on the spot.
”Tag!” Roxas shouted as he reappeared behind the Siren and tagged her with his StepSword. It damaged her a bit, but Roxas was more concerned about it allowing him to close the distance and bypass the thorns that Ganondorf was hacking away at. ”Scamp, return!” Roxas called, narrowly managing to recall his Pokemon before the Siren could attack with a singular thorny pillar. Rather than switch to another Pokemon, Roxas instead unloaded a flurry of Keyblade strikes before a protective barrier of thorny pillars forced him to back off momentarily.
And now Ganondorf cut his way through the thorns, ”That won’t stop me!” He bellowed as he resumed his lunge toward the siren as her thorny barrier subsided. Finally the Gerudo’s blades found their mark, hacking into the Water Lily Siren’s plant body like a machete through thick jungle vines. Ganondorf’s Acidic Greatsword bit into the Siren’s with venomous acid bites on each swing, adding to the building damage against the plant enemy. But the Siren still had tricks to use.
She used her powers to make various seeds nearby rapidly grow into semi-sentient minions that attacked the two Seekers. While Roxas fought off a pair venus flytrap minions, Ganondorf whirled around and sliced a lunging watermelon in two before snatching one of the halves in midair and taking a big satisfying bite out of it. ”Delicious.” He taunted, appreciating the chance for a bite of fresh food to help his biomass regeneration along.
Here was where Roxas had an idea. ”Shocker!” He shouted, calling the Rotom from its Poke Ball. The siren was a plant, so that made Roxas wonder if an ice attack would be effective if the logic he’d learned from training Pokemon held up. And Ice was much less risky toward the seeds in the room as a bonus point. ”Use Blizzard!” The Rotom gave its electronic cry as it unleashed a torrent of wind and snow on the Water Lily Siren.
As the snow formed on spots around her body, the Seekers couldn’t really tell how effective the ice-type attack was. But it was hurting her regardless of whether or not she was elementally weak to the attack. And Ganondorf was keen to continue his onslaught with his Greatswords, letting the Acidic strikes from his curved greatsword continue to add a biting edge to the damage he was stacking on top of Shocker’s Blizzard.
Whether it was by the Blizzard or Ganondorf’s blades, the Water Lily Siren shrieked and cried out as she slowly began to whither and eventually die off, leaving behind her spirit for Ganondorf to bottle and save for later. ”Now that that’s out of the way…” he gestured around the room. ”Look for the mistletoe. And I’m thinking the rest of the fruit and vegetable seeds should be sent back to the Avenger with those tubes. Could help them with their foot shortage problem.”
Roxas nodded, already beginning to read different storage container labels in search of Mistletoe. ”Halo? Good news. Me and Ganondorf found a seed storage room that might have mistletoe in it. And it’s got lots of fruit and vegetable seeds and portable Vegetube devices for growing them. Should we bring them back to you to send them back up to the Avenger?”
Meanwhile, Ganondorf was the one who found the mistletoe seeds and indicated to Roxas that he found them. ”That’s the main objective dealt with.” He said as he then summoned a squad of Moblins to help haul containers of other seeds as well as the Vegetubes back to the stagecoach. Sandalphon could send them back to the Avenger immediately or hold onto them for now and send them later. Either way, the Seekers had just inherited a nice method for replenishing their fruit and vegetable stockpile.
Word Count: 1,124 Level 10 Roxas: 70/100 Exp Gained: +2 NEW EXP Balance--- 72/100
Frozen Highland ~ Krat Zoo
”And I’m Roxas.” The Nobody piped up, mirroring Heismay by introducing himself to Mokou, who went on to clarify that she was a lot older than she looked. After that it was Heismay who kept the conversation going by offering to let Mokou accompany them. Roxas had no problem with that, and just nodded his agreement before they set out to rendezvous with the stagecoach.
Along the way, Mokou addressed him briefly about his ability with magic. ”Oh, uh, thanks.” He replied. Roxas was not a mage or wizard by any stretch. Spells just happened to be one of the things he could occasionally draw upon with his Keyblades for extra help in a fight. A Keyblade Wielder that was more dedicatedly focused on magic? That was more Aqua’s wheelhouse than his own. Still, he wasn’t about to snub a compliment.
Roxas found himself returning to the Stagecoach around the same time Mokou did, meaning he caught Edward’s compliment about their good work. ”Thanks.” He told the general, ”That thing was no walk in the park, but we dealt with it together.” Speaking of the monster in question, Roxas was still holding onto its Spirit and gave the tactician a quick glimpse at what it was they were fighting earlier. ”Pretty nasty, huh?”
After that he settled into the stagecoach, in the seat across from where Mokou had sat down briefly. Since he had a moment, he decided to go ahead and do something with the Spirit he was carrying. There was no way Roxas was going to fuse with it, that was for sure. And ever since he learned about the toll having extra strikers meant for one’s time limit? He was kinda antsy about spiritbinding now too. That left one option. ”Guess I’m turning you into an item, then. Good riddance.” He said, with a shudder at the end. He donned the nearby Crown of Avarice onto his head and then clamped his gauntleted hands around the spirit in order to crush it.
Acidic Curved Greatswprd A curved sword blade made by the Alchemists while researching Carcass body fluids. It was designed to spray acidic body fluid over the blade at regular intervals. The Alchemists took notice of the fact that Carcass body fluids had an acidic quality. After extensive research, they devised a weapon that dug into one's body like a viper's fang and inflicted continuous damage. Best wielded with a mix of strength and dexterity. The application and severity of its Decay status effects increase with arcane/advance/luck
”Mmph! Geez!” Roxas groaned when the oversized sword was suddenly crushing his lap. ”This thing’s… heavy!” Roxas managed to wriggle his way out from under the weapon’s weight but it was way too heavy for him to lift. ”Well, now what do I do with it? Hmm…” The Nobody rubbed his chin in thought before he caught sight of Ganondorf passing by the stagecoach.
”Hey!” Roxas called out to him, trying to flag the warlord down. ”You think you could help me with a heavy sword in here?”
Ganondorf was about to ignore the boy outright. But when the Keyblade Wielder mentioned a large sword, that at least was enough to pique his curiosity. The Gerudo shifted his pace to walk alongside the stagecoach so he could peer in at the weapon in question. ”Hm, not bad. You offering it to me or something?”
”I mean… if you want it, sure.” Roxas replied, ”Mostly I just need help moving it, it’s too heavy for me.”
Ganondorf grunted a gruff reply but leaned into the stagecoach regardless. Naturally he was able to lift the weapon easily and pulled it outside the coach to get a better look at it. After a few moments he gave a grunt of approval and a nod of acknowledgement to Roxas before he continued on his way.
”Phew, finally.” Roxas said, relieved to not have the sword burdening him anymore. ”At least someone can put it to use.” Any further thoughts were interrupted when the stagecoach suddenly lurched and rocked about from being attacked. ”That’s probably not good.” He said as he spring from his seat and hopped outside to see what the commotion was.
No, no it was definitely not good. It turned out there was a massive alligator living in the nearby body of icy water. ”Geez, who even put these animals in this Zoo, anyway?” Roxas asked with an exasperated tone of sarcasm. Obviously he wasn’t privy to the bits and pieces of the Zoo’s history that others like Edward and Sandalphon had been discovering.
That just left Roxas with figuring out his plan of attack. A monster that size with those scales would probably not feel his Keyblades or StepSword very much. And definitely not the RockGun either, most likely. What to do… what to do… Roxas snapped his fingers and grabbed one of his Poke Balls. ”Looks like another job for you, Turbo!” He decided, releasing the Revavroom and hopping on to ride closer to the shore of the water the alligator was swimming in. ”Use Screech!”
Upon the command, Turbo began revving her engines until they produced an earplitting screech of a noise. That would sharply lower the alligator’s defense, and maybe make it a bit more susceptible to others’ attacks. Roxas watched some of the others go on the move, and was especially worried when Geralt took a spill. But thankfully Blazermate was able to go in for the rescue. Then he saw the Ace Cadet literally skate on the water toward it and managed to harpoon it with claws attached to a chain. ”Careful, Ace!” He shouted to his fellow Seeker.
Roxas had to think. What did he have that could be of help here? The RockGun was his only projectile weapon, and neither of his Strikers offered much to the current situation either. Then Roxas remembered a particular move one of his Pokemon knew. But would that work here? Well, it was better than doing nothing! ”Titan!” Roxas called as he released his Golett from its Poke Ball. The ghost Pokemon struck a flexing pose in preparation to enter the fray.
”Titan, I need you to use Curse!” Roxas called, hoping against everything that this would work. Titan obeyed the command and conjured a giant ghostly nail that proceeded to lung back and stab it. It was a hard hit, taking Titan to half health. But if it worked, then the alligator would find itself on a ticking clock to its inevitable downfall. Curse status would reduce the monster’s health by 25% of its total every ten seconds. Roxas just hoped that that the move had worked, and that his friend could last through the countdown if it did.
Word Count: 806 Level 8 Ganondorf: 0/80 Exp Gained: +2 NEW EXP Balance--- 2/80
Frozen Highland ~ Krat Zoo
When he departed from the stagecoach, Ganondorf looked around at the new area the Seekers were passing through. The first thing that caught his eye was the food court. In all honesty, the warlord hadn’t yet fully regenerated since his earlier tussle with the elephant carcass. If there was any food to be found in that area, then maybe he could eat some of it to top himself off?
When he got closer to the food court, Ganondorf was able to see that most of the food looked old and probably spoiled. He didn’t exactly know if the Gravemind’s spirit distinguished between good food and spoiled food. Judging by what he saw of it in the Qliphoth Tree, though? Ganondorf would probably guess that it didn’t. Still, that also meant the prospect of eating rotten food, which Ganondorf knew very well would still taste like death even if it was safe for him to consume.
In the end, he took two slabs of meat that he found in the staff center, but didn’t eat them. Instead he would hold onto them in case he needed an emergency bit of healing for some reason. He really hoped he wouldn’t need them, though, as the Gerudo could already imagine how terrible they tasted. Unfortunately, Ganondorf didn’t stick around long enough to realize a missing viking was hiding here, but that would end up being Mokou’s discovery later on.
When he was walking near the stagecoach again, Ganondorf was flagged down by Roxas and given a new greatsword. Apparently the boy must have gotten from another spirit. After he pulled away from the stagecoach with the new weapon in hand, Ganondorf gave it a few test swings. Seemed to work well enough. And upon closer inspection the weapon appeared to have some kind of mechanism that let it splash acid with its swings. Well that would certainly make for some rather painful damage to deal against enemies.
Part of him wanted to open another portal back to the Avenger to store one of his greatswords, but Ganondorf found himself unable to decide which one to send back. Litania had a useful enchantment, but the Sword of the Six Sages was a holy weapon that the Gerudo didn’t want in anyone else’s hands but his own. So for the time being, Ganondorf would just have to carry three swords instead of two, and made a mental note that he needed a place to privately store things once he was back aboard the Avenger.
All other thoughts were interrupted when something emerged from the water of the flooded exhibit. A giant alligator of all things. Massive enough to have trees growing on its back, in fact. ”Ha! Well, then! Maybe something will be a challenge after all!” The warlord laughed, brandishing his newly acquired Acidic Crystal Spear.
Of course, the monster was out in the water, and Ganondorf would be a fool to try and battle it there. But he wasn’t about to sit on the sidelines either. First, Ganondorf summoned a squad of Moblin Archers to loose volleys of fire arrows from the safety of the land. He doubted they’d do much damage to the creature, but something was better than nothing. Then, Ganondorf focused his dark magic and summoned the Phantom Steed that he then proceeded to mount.
Ganondorf’s Phantom Steed galloped him through the air and over the water at around the same time the Ace Cadet was making his attack run. There was also a curious rain of flaming feathers as well. Not that Ganondorf had to worry about such a thing thanks to his Ceruledge spirit’s Flash Fire ability. In fact, Ganondorf reached out a hand and deliberately snatched one of the falling feathers and let it ignite on him. But rather than harm him, it instead only made Ganondorf’s body flare up with a fiery aura that indicated that Flash Fire was now active and would be buffing all fire damage he dealt by 50%.
”BURN!” Ganondorf roared as his Steed loped over the Alligator’s head just before he inhaled a mighty breath. When he exhaled, Ganondorf breathed a powerful gout of fire that swept down over the monster’s face. He knew his steed wouldn’t remain active forever. So Ganondorf planned to keep his horse nearby the monster in the air until it was about to dispel so he could be within Bullet Jump range to make it to the alligator’s back. But for now, he just made a few galloping passes while spewing boosted fire breaths at the massive creature.
What Ganondorf did not know was that those two slabs of meat he picked up from the food court were originally intended for the alligator itself. Which meant that the alligator may very well smell the meat on him now that he was close.
Word Count: 1,048 Level 10 Roxas: 68/100 Exp Gained: +2 NEW EXP Balance--- 70/100
Krat Zoo ~ Rainforest Zone Boardwalk
”Puppeteer of… Death?” Roxas muttered incredulously at the announcement with a shrug of his shoulders. ”Sure, why not?” He’d been keeping pace with the stagecoach for a while now, but soon spotted Heismay waving him over and inviting him to run ahead.
”You got it.” Roxas said, accepting the offer. As a result, he and Heismay had basically sped their way through the Endangered Species Zone. The human carcasses that noticed them were too slow and unintelligent to hinder them. And as a bonus they would have their backs turned once the stagecoach and remaining Seekers reached them for easy pickings. That left Roxas and Heismay able to dash through the zone almost unhindered.
But it was after they entered the Rainforest Zone and rounded the Boardwalk that things suddenly got… complicated. There was yet another elephant carcass - if it could even be called that - to deal with, but there was another outsider here as well. A girl shooting volleys of fireballs in an attempt to take down the monster. Heismay was quick to offer his help and jump in, and Roxas was inclined to do the same. But rather than leap in immediately, Roxas knew they had to play this smart. If this was anything like the carcass he and Ganondorf fought earlier, then the Nobody already knew he had some buddies that could help mitigate the danger.
”Turbo! Shocker!” Roxas called, throwing a pair of Poke Balls that released his Revavroom and Rotom respectively - and the Rotom was still currently in its Refrigerator-shaped Frost Form. ”We could use some help. Turbo, use Screech! And Shocker? Use Double Team and follow up with Confuse Ray!” Both Pokemon eagerly complied. Turbo revved her engines and sped forward to get within range for Screech. Meanwhile Shocker started darting through the air and leaving behind countless afterimages that would throw off the accuracy of any attack thrown at it. After that, Roxas himself vanished on the spot.
Once she was close enough, Turbo let loose with an ear-splitting shriek by revving her engine in a high enough pitch. The resulting sound-based attack sharply lowered the defense of the attacking carcass. And at roughly the same time, Shocker made its move - appearing right in front of the crocodile head and flashing its eyes with Confuse Ray, quickly teleporting out of the way before the maw could snap on it. And then, as if perfectly timed, Roxas reappeared directly behind the crocodile head, the StepSword’s energy blade ignited.
”Gotcha!” He shouted, tagging the crocodile head with his StepSword. But Roxas’ assault was far from done. While still hanging in midair, Roxas brandished his Keyblades and performed a series of follow up strikes that he ended with a powerful Cross Slash. He might have tried to take it further, but had to make sure he was out of the way when a volley from Mukou came surging in. As such, Roxas let gravity take him back to the ground and hitched a ride on Turbo to put some brief distance between himself and the carcass while it took the blasts from Mukou.
Once Turbo screeched to a halt, Roxas hopped off of the Revavroom’s chassis and recalled her to her Poke Ball. ”Thanks, Turbo. That was great work.” He praised the Pokemon as he took a brief moment to survey the situation. Mukou’s fireballs struck true. And it looked like Heismay was going in for a followup but was suddenly hosed by a retaliatory frost breath attack!
”Heismay!” Roxas cried, concern washing over him for the well-being of his new friend and ally. And as soon as the dust cleared from the previous attacks, Roxas vanished and was on the move again, this time with Shocker flying beside him to provide support. When he reappeared, Roxas again tagged the crocodile head with his StepSword. ”Leave my friend alone!”
This time Roxas really laid into the carcass with a flurry of furious Keyblade strikes. He even summoned a cluster of virtual cubes that he used to launch himself around and keep his aerial assault going. ”Electro Ball!” Roxas commanded, his Rotom darting around alongside its trainer and tagging the carcass with Electro Ball while Roxas launched around and slashed at it with his Keyblades. The confused carcass was still muddled thanks to the earlier Confuse Ray, resulting in its attempted retaliation only ending with self-inflicted damage. ”Haaa!” Roxas hurled both Keyblades at the crocodile head with extra oomph before he finally let himself fall back to the ground.
Once there, Shocker blipped in next to its trainer, awaiting a command. ”Light!” Roxas chanted, using Oathkeeper to share his own Light with the Rotom by his side. ”Let’s end it, Shocker!” Roxas said, instinctively performing a very specific pose as if moving automatically. Whatever he did, it caused a lot of energy to gather around Shocker.
“Roto-to-to-to!” The Pokemon cried as it finally unleashed the attack that was charged up by sharing Light with its trainer. A powerful blast of crackling electrical energy shot forward like it was fired from a cannon. The blast hurtled forward and crashed directly into the elephant carcass, resulting in massive Electric-type damage that finally appeared to be what felled the beast. Roxas watched as the carcass perished in the same way as any other, leaving behind a Spirit.
”Phew!” Roxas said, panting as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, ”Thanks Shocker, that was awesome. Return!” Roxas praised as he recalled the Rotom back into its Poke Ball for a well-earned rest. At this point Roxas dug in his bag for one of the 5 Mana Potions he borrowed from the Avenger and downed it. It didn’t restore his MP right away, but it significantly shortened the wait time for his charge to run out.
That allowed him to regroup with Mukou and Hesmay after he scooped up the elephant’s spirit and immediately spent his MP again. ”Heal!” He chanted with a Keyblade held aloft over his head. This caused a little bell to sound over the trio’s heads as green spectral leaves washed over them and healed the damage they’d sustained. ”Is everyone okay?”
Ganondorf had not left the stagecoach just yet. His body was still rather sore from the near-trampling he took in his previous fight against the elephant carcass. His current condition thanks to the Gravemind spirit was already proving itself to be a nuisance, even after only just one day. Also in the stagecoach was Sandalphon, who thus far had taken it upon herself to stay with the ride even as the other Seekers were fanning out during their travel through Krat Zoo.
When Ganondorf joined her in the stagecoach's interior, Sandalphon gave a nod of acknowledgement but didn't talk to him straight away. Instead they coexisted quietly, if not silently, thanks to the clatter and creak of the wagon, and the intermittent yelps of the rat outside. After a bit, though, the archangel gave voice to the question that had been running through her mind.
"A question if I may, Ganondorf. Given the precarious but powerful position the members of Moebius find themselves in, it's reasonable to assume they would resort to anything to prolong their own existence. For the sake of preparedness, I wanted to ask: in your world, has there ever been anyone who successfully cheated death, to your knowledge?"
”Hmm.” The warlord hummed, his brow furrowed with thought. He was currently eating a fruit that he found among the Seekers’ food rations to try and help his regeneration process along. ”Such magic certainly exists in my world. And it can even take a number of forms.” After another bite, he looked closely at the Triforce humming on the back of his right hand.
”The Triforce, for instance. Even a single piece such as the one I carry grants great power. But if all the pieces were held together? Then legend states it can even grant the holder’s greatest wish. I imagine something like immortality would be child’s play.” He paused to take another bite of fruit. ”But there is power to be found in death and undeath as well. There are many such cases in my world of the dead continuing to linger in the form of Poe spirits or undead creatures called ReDeads. If anyone from Moebius hails from my world or has a cursory knowledge of such things, it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that they might try to use such methods to maintain themselves.”
Sandalphon pursed her lips, her pupils in the shape of inverted triangles. Lingering as an undead was not an option, and it seemed well beyond her to claim even one piece of the Triforce, let alone three. For the sake of keeping up pretenses, though, she continued with her clinical inquiries. At the very least, these methods would hopefully be impossible for Moebius as well, so long as they did not hail from Ganondorf’s world. “And these are the most practical methods you’re aware of?”
”They are what I’m… most familiar with.” Ganondorf clarified for the archangel. ”Hardly practical, of course. But then again, achieving eternal life rarely is, is it?” He gave her a knowing expression as he scarfed down the remaining bits of the fruit he had been eating. He considered grabbing another one to further along his regeneration but decided against it, thinking it better not to burn through rations so quickly.
”Perhaps an alternative is to simply join them?” Ganondorf suggested with a wide grin, the pretenses slipping for just a moment. ”That is what the Seekers’ previous leader did.” He added in reference to Princess Peach.
Sandalphon’s pupils changed into vertical slits. “The princess had been transformed into an Other, and subjected to constant, extreme mental pain, to the point where she couldn’t even think without consuming a serum synthesized from human brain matter. Subjected to such torment and despair, it is not a surprise that she would take any alternative.” She looked away, her expression cold. “My point is that there are far worse fates than death. Barring any explicit brainwashing, Moebius are still immortal parasites. Such an existence could twist anyone into a monster.” She placed a hand upon her chest. “My existence is of little consequence. I am not interested in eternal life, especially if it would make me into a tool for evil.” Considering who she was speaking to, she might have entertained the thought that Ganondorf wanted to become Moebius itself, if not for the implied thralldom to Galeem.
In some other iteration, Ganondorf would have certainly joined Moebius. Not this one though. The warlord had already developed a burning hatred for Moebius and thus wouldn’t be caught dead among their ranks. ”I’d heard of her unfortunate… transformation.” Ganondorf finally said, ”Though I must admit this is the first time I’ve heard it in detail.” He paused for a long moment before finally adding, ”Truly a shame.”
”Well,” Ganondorf said, ”Whatever it is you’re planning to do with this knowledge you're gathering, do use it wisely, won’t you?” He asked, deciding he’d regenerated enough and got ready to get out of the stagecoach. ”I’d hate to have to sit through another dull discussion about electing a new leader.”
Sandalphon turned pupils like asterisks on him. “Are you sure? Without me in the way, your claim would be much stronger.”
”You would think that.” Ganondorf conceded, ”But I think we both know there’s enough people in our ranks who simply would never be persuaded to trust me.”
Question marks greeted his response, as if he’d piqued her curiosity, but Sandalphon did not feel comfortable enough with her understanding of human emotion to inquire further.
”Let’s just say,” Ganondorf said, ”That the well’s already been poisoned. By that Twilight Princess, and by Bowser to a lesser extent.” With that, he departed from the stagecoach so he could rejoin the other Seekers and resume exploration of the Krat Zoo. The damage he’d sustained from the elephant fight earlier wasn’t completely recovered. But this would suffice for the time being. Ganondorf made a mental note to himself to invest in carrying spare food to eat for recovery in the future to avoid these kinds of annoyances.
Word Count: 640 Level 7 Ganondorf: 67/70 Level 10 Roxas: 57/100 Exp Gained: +1 NEW EXP Balance--- 68/70, 58/100
Frozen Highlands ~ Krat Zoo / The Hall of Adventure
As it turned out, Blazermate was the one who was able to clear away the debris blocking the big metal door. It was ready to be opened by the time Ganondorf and Roxas had doubled back to the main room the door was located in. Being a big metal door, it was also quite heavy to move. It was fortunate then, that the Seekers had Ganondorf with them.
Channeling strength from the Triforce of Power, the big man approached the heavy and pushed it fully open using his monstrous strength. Once it was, Ganondorf got a quick preview of what was waiting outside, notably the damaged bridge that was too narrow for their stagecoach to fit on. But that was a problem for a little later. For now, Ganondorf needed a moment to catch his breath after fighting that elephant carcass, still feeling the soreness of the damage he took. The Gravemind’s spirit in addition to one of the man’s other boons had already kicked in and was working to gradually heal him over time. But that meant he needed to settle down and give himself a breather.
That was fine with him. It gave the warlord a chance to assess the spoils of the previous battle and choose what to do with it. So while Roxas had gone ahead outside through the big door, the Gerudo sat himself on the edge of the stagecoach. He extracted the spirit from the bottle it was kept in and considered his options. Ganondorf had not been particularly shy about fusing with spirits, even some of the more monstrous ones. But ever since the Gravemind had stripped him of the ability to rely on outside healing, Ganondorf found himself being a lot more picky about what to fuse with, not wanting any other crippling weaknesses to hold him. He also hadn’t been shy about turning spirits into Strikers either, but recent revelations about the effect strikers had on the host’s lifespan had made the concept much less appealing than it once was. That just left one option. Ganondorf reached for the Symbol of Avarice sitting nearby after Edward had used it, and put it on his head before his hands squeezed the spirit and crushed it down.
Acid Crystal Spear A relatively light thrusting weapon formed from sharpened carcass spine crystal. Though capable of dealing quick pierce damage, it's primarily a status weapon that inflicts Decay, causing a DoT and durability damage. Its repeated use against enemy equipment can quickly degrade it, making it effective against enemies who rely on equipment. It scales with advance/arcane/luck, increasing the likelihood and severity of its Decay procs. The spear head and shaft can be separated and combined with other weapon parts by a professional
Ganondorf hefted the new spear in his hands with approval, ”Ah, yes, very good indeed.” He mused, admiring the spear’s crystalline blade head and its apparent ability to be disassembled and customized. The warlord suspected he would get much use out of this weapon indeed. And so he activated the portal system that Edward set up, which allowed him to store his previous trident in the Avenger’s armory so that Ganondorf could carry the new spear in its place. A solid upgrade if there ever was one.
In the meantime, Roxas had gone ahead and stepped outside into the new area. He also took notice of the bridge but watched in awe as a quick spell from Sectonia appeared to solve the problem. ”Nice!” He complimented the queen bee, ”Hopefully that’s one problem solved.” Of course moments after this was when more mandrills threatened to attack.
Roxas had brandished his Keyblades, ready for another fight. But to his surprise, Blazermate was able to use her big blood of undead body parts to quickly deal with the mandrills instead. He had to admit it he was a bit unsettled. But he also couldn’t complain if it meant one less battle to risk themselves in. He distantly registered the sound of Sectonia blasting open the staff office door and spotted what he thought was Geralt heading inside from the corner of his eye. ”Guess I’m taking it easy for a minute…” He said, finally dispelling his Keyblade giving his muscles a brief stretch. It wasn’t often he let himself take a minute to breathe. But here he was.
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