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@PaulHaynek@ShwiggityShwah

Yang Bethlehem

She waved her hand idly back as she smiled towards Ozzy.

"Good luck!"

With that, she left the guild and headed for her own quest. Thankfully, it was without much hassle to get there to the Lokdar swamp. Yang noted the lizardwoman and greeted her with a hand over fist. She admitted that it itched her greatly to test her mettle against another warrior.

Perhaps another time, she thought to her self before she finally arrived at the swamp. She shuddered slightly as she wondered just what kind of mamono stays or lurks there.

I hope there's no centipede woman there. Yang didn't fancied seeing another one here, it terrified her immensely as she felt a shiver down her spine.

That's when her eyes caught someone filling water straight from the swamp and not even boiling it.

Yang furrowed her eyebrow at that, she better step in before it got worst. Diarrhea was the least of his worry if he drank that stale water.

"Hey! Good stranger!" She waved her hand and shouted loudly, which prompted him to drop his canteen alongside pulling a knife on her.

That's cute. Yang idly thought even as raised both hands in a placating way.

"You drinking that water will make you harmless, so harmless you wish you were dead." She advised and stopped her approach, leaving a good distance between them to assure him.

Well, a distance that he thinks it's safe. Yang mused since she could cross it in an instant but he didn't need to know about that.

"Swamp water has a lot of decaying plants, and small parasitic critters that live in there." Explaining and pointing towards the murky water, the decay of plants present in all swamp hung over them and noses. "You have to filter it first and boil that water thoroughly."

"Besides, I'm a monk, I'm not allowed to kill or rob people." She shrugged, making her assets shook along with it.

Looking at him closely, it seemed he looks exhausted and tired considering he wasn't even thinking about the consequences.

"You look like you're about fall over too. Do you even know where Boreal port is?" Yang gestured her arms before sighing and pointing to herself with a thumb. "Tell you what, I'll help you get there so you can get a proper meal and rest."

She tried to be as amiable and non-threatening as she can, whether the stranger will accept her offer is another.

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@Lmpkio@13org@AzureKnight

Ditzy Stoneclub

Ditzy chased the two rampaging monster girls, not caring and only wanting to play with them in their game. So focused he was it took him a long time as he slowed before coming to a stop.

He noticed that there was something missing in the area, Ditzy didn't really know what it was as he looked at the dust of could before it came to him.

Why is it so quiet? Ditzy looked around, normally woods have insect and persistent noises.

Nevertheless, Ditzy continued on by going to the last known place that the commotion happened. There wasn't much he can do besides that.
(Ignore this, I double posted)
Just made mine, Ditzy will be joining the story quest. @Lmpkio
@ShwiggityShwah@PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

"Hey now, I wasn't born a monk and I'm a terrible one too." Yang said in between her cooking. "I love martial arts more than being a monk."

With that, the dinner ended and everyone retired for the night. Yang herself felt the exhaustion and strain her body had during the earlier varjo fight.

They're all so darn tough. She mentally noted and a tinge of frustration built up within her. It was already hard enough with all that armor, and now, physically, they seem to be harder too. Shock and direct hits was ways she dealt with opponents like that but she'll have to change her methods.

Though she'll leave that for now as she threw herself on the bed, sleep quickly taking her and she focused on recovering.

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It felt like a moment hadn't pass at all but Yang internal clock felt it, it was just before morning. Yawning, stretching and brushing the eye dust out of her face. She rinsed her face and body before going out, stretching herself before settling into a stance. Moving slowly and deliberately first as she contemplates on her conundrum.

She moved ever so slowly, almost like she's buried in mud. Yet the motion carried strength and in such slowness, it caused just as much strain if she moved it at her usual speed. Her mind cleared slowly and less thoughts entered her head as her previous conundrum took a backseat.

This continued on until she remembered something.

Her new disciple!

Without much thinking, she quickly headed back in and looked for Ozzy room. Taking a few steadying breath, Yang encouraged herself with a fist pump before waking him up.

"Wake up, disciple. It's time for training." She adopted a more formal and regal pose, one that her own master often do.

The moment they're outside, Yang took a long fallen tree, plunked it in front of Ozzy before gesturing him to pick it up.

"Hold it." To Yang, the fallen tree probably weight as much as a feather but to Ozzy, it was perfect as it wasn't too heavy but nor was it too light.

"Not with your hand," Yang said before she then pointed to his legs. "With your legs. Both them."

Yang didn't know exactly what to call Ozzy hands since technically those are also wings. A hand wing perhaps? Oh well.

Once Ozzy talon had a good grasp on it, Yang continued to the next phase.

"Good, now fly with that around the guild house. No need to fly high, the point of the training is to get both of your arms and leg stronger first."

She waited for Ozzy to take flight, the moment he did, Yang sprung upwards easily and caught onto the fallen tree. Giving Ozzy a rude shock as her sudden weight turned the relatively normal tree into something much heavier.

"Keep flying! Don't stop!" Yang shouted even she kept her eyes on the ground. Her entire body straight an arrow and hanging on with literally one arm. "Your leg may be strong but your arms aren't! You need to be able to not only lift people but soar high like an eagle with it!"

Despite Ozzy best effort, it was inevitable that his stamina wouldn't last long as they lose altitude. Getting them closer to the ground.

Well, at least he kept moving his wings instead of just gliding or dropping straight down. Yang tried not to grin too obviously as the moment her feet touched the ground, she sprinted into a full run. Pulling Ozzy as he held on for dear life, the wind blowing him enough that he was flying.

"If you drop to the ground, you practice your grip!" Yang started to laugh maniacally in between her run. "Try not to let go!"

When the sun finally broke dawn, Yang concluded their practice as she looked over Ozzy who was on the ground and hefted the fallen tree across her shoulder, she'll have to carve and smooth it out later.

If Ozzy paid attention, Yang was barely fazed at all, considering that while Ozzy did fly with her weight underneath, Yang had clung onto it using nothing with one arm. That also hadn't been counting her previous training before Ozzy.

"Wash up and get some food. You'll need it more than ever when you're training." Yang pointed as she picked off some dirt from Ozzy feathers.

She looked at the numerous amount of job, and hearing that Guildmaster Bart saying that they've spend their funds made her decide to take a paying quest.

"Watch yourself out and be careful. You exhausted your body after all." She tapped the back of Ozzy head as she pulled the request [The Great Horizon 2] out. "I'll do this one, we need some funds."

At least, that was the plan before she felt an unusual feeling formed in the pit of her stomach and the hair rose at the back of her neck. Her sense immediately flared out as she looked around for any discernible threat. Then her attention was drawn towards Titanica before she was treated to the sight of her skidding face-first into the cobblestones from afar.

If it wasn't serious, Yang would have laughed out loudly at that but such demeanor was hardly fitting of the situation, so she suppressed that laughter even as the edge of her lips curled upwards.

Seeing the new presence of the intruder, Yang quietly looked on as events unfolded to the point there was nothing much she can do. So she kept quiet even as some of the quicker guildmates followed Morgan and Titanica trail.

Once that was over, Yang clearerd her throat and begun trekking out.

"Well. I'm off to work. See ya all." Yang replied in a non-plussed manner, almost like such commotion was a daily thing as she left the guild through the hole.

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@ShwiggityShwah

Ditzy Stoneclub

"Let's play..." Ditzy thought of a game before he beamed with a smile. "Tag!"

Ditzy hand swung at Ozzy, missing him completely as he stumbled off from his chair and hitting the floor. Ditzy laid flat on the floor on his back at the sudden movement of his and off-balance.

Yet it didn't seem to deter him as he quickly stood back up. He was about to continue until his elbow met the table, which shook it briefly and it caught Ditzy attention.

"Oh, we'll play later! Dinner first!" He said after a while of thinking and contemplating before going to his dinner. It would've gone a lot worst for the others if Ditzy fell the wrong way and topple the table completely. As it is, the only casualty was him.

Despite the offer, Ditzy was still very much exhausted from today's event and headed to bed afterwards.

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The next morning, Ditzy woked up, cleaned himself and headed down to greet the new day. Stretching his arms as he changed his bloodied chest cover and replaced it with another.

He pat the side of his injury and grinned when it was completely healed.

The old moth doctor lady was nice. Ditzy smiled and headed downwards, perhaps he should help her out. Yup, that's what he must do. Papa always say one must repay kindness with kindness.

So with that, Ditzy waved and greeted Morgan the moment he saw her. "Ah, old moth lady doctor! Thanks for fixing me!"

@Lmpkio

That greeting was short live even as Ditzy heard a commotion outside and wondered what was going on. Seeing the big lizard lady fall flat and the flying red loud lady, the two conversed and seemed to argue with one another. Their conversation ignored as Ditzy slow mind caught up to what the flying lady did initially.

She wants to play? His slow mind thought as he was happy, that seemed like fun. He wondered if he can join in.

So when Morgan flew off ahead first, Ditzy followed soon. A skip in his beat and a large smile on his face, thoughts of work and all flew out of his head as he wanted to play with them. They look strong too so Ditzy didn't need to hold back so much.

"Can I play too?!" He shouted to Morgan as he moved forward to the forests with the two dueling and rampaging beast. Heedless and unafraid of his situation.

A thought most exemplified as when a tree stood in his path, Ditzy didn't bother to go around or change his path, he simply rammed through it like it was made out of paper. Ditzy continued onwards, taking the shortest path and straight path. Almost unheeding of anything in his way. A destructive trail that wasn't out of place for a Wrym rampage.

He had new playmates, and they're strong! He never gets to play with all his might before, and he certainly didn't wanted to miss out on that.
@ShwiggityShwah@PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

"Soya beans? That's great!" Yang beamed enthusiastically at that, perhaps she can make some soya sauce from it by fermenting it. "I can make something out of it when I get the chance."

She'll have to purchase an urn or pot, perhaps make her own. It's not that hard anyway since she had seen the potteries process before, it'll also be good for her anyways to start making some ceramic jugs for her own and Ozzy training.

Yup, I'll get on that soon. Yang thought even as she quickly chopped and prepared the vegetables without looking at it, her skills in martial arts aiding her greatly as her arms moved like a flurry.

She finished her story "That must have been awkward. I bet you were cute when you looked like a boy too." And then he was back to his chatterbox ways, his harpiness showing. He raised a fist and a wing in the air. "Did you seize the confusion and win the day? And that's another thing - I heard about the whole shaving head thing, why is that?" Just meaningless conversation while they prepared, getting the pans, utensils going to the store room.


"Well, I did get a few looks turned towards me." Yang boasted with a smirk and puffed herself at that. "I did win in the confusion though, but onto the shaving head, it's basically a way to sever our desire from this world and our hair is the start of that journey."

"I got too lazy to keep shaving my hair though, and my master had a beard, so it seemed a bit odd that we can keep a beard but not hair." Yang wryly said in between with a shrug of her shoulder.

That her master also didn't seem to care helped a lot since the older monks dislike it immensely. Something about creating desires within the younger students or something.

Yang pushed that thought away and focused on cooking.

"Maybe we could mix the meat in. And I'll get the potatoes and, I actually thought I saw rice there from last time."


"No meat, I'm not allowed to eat it." Yang eyed at the meat that Ozzy brought in as she carefully moved it aside. She can't consume meat due to her tenets and belief.

That was a bit of a lie since some training regiments allowed it but hers doesn't. Only in desperate times can she do it.

"Hmm, I can't say I approve but eat it all up okay?" Yang looked at the meat Ozzy cooked as she set the food and table. It was dead already so the only thing left was to eat and use every part of the animal.

Soon, they had a pot of thick potato soup and vegetables. A substitute for starch as she hadn't found any rice.

Looking around and seeing their new arrivals,she smiled widely as she gestured everyone to come in.

Yang did a quick headcount and noted that Neil was missing, with a tilted head and feeling the tension, Yang quietly scooped an extra bowl of veggie and potato soup. A quick glance to her side and took a seat next to Haley.

@PaulHaynek

"Miss Haley." Yang quietly said to her with a wink and pointed to the extra bowl of soup she had. "Can you take this to our missing member later?"

Looks like it'll be quite a while before things get patched between the guild master and mister Neil.

Seeing the new arrival, Yang widened her eyes at the conjoined twin walking plant sister. She had never seen such species before, let alone a twin.

"Greetings!" She greeted the twins enthusiastically by standing up and hand over fist, head inclined to them formally.

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@Lmpkio@Stern Algorithm@13org

Ditzy Stoneclub

"Ooo..." Ditzy watched between lowered eye lids and the pain seemed to disappear. Not a moment had gone by and Ditzy felt much better as he gingerly touched his sides. The wound was gone completely.

"Thanks!" Ditzy smiled at the nice Moth lady and embraced her without a warning, only slowing down at the end to prevent from applying to much pressure. Still, the moth lady found herself lifted slightly despite Ditzy being shorter than her.

Ditzy put her down carefully and the quick burst of energy faded as he still felt tired. Then he perked up when Freyr said he'll bring meat.

"Yes, plenty of meat!" Ditzy nodded vigorously to the point he accidentally lost footing and fall flat on his bottom. Though it didn't keep his spirit down as he got back up immediately.

Entering the guild, Ditzy saw the sumptuous cooked meat. Without much thinking, Ditzy grabbed a plate, angled it and let the steak fall right into his mouth before he chomped on it.

It barely took two chews before it becomes pulp and he swallowed it easily. With a lick of his lips and smack, Ditzy felt much better with food in his stomach. He turned to the soup and blow on it before drinking it slowly.

Ditzy then turned towards the brown harpy,though this one looked more like an owl for some reason. He waved at him in return even as Ozzy introduced himself to them.

"I'm Ditzy Stoneclub!" Ditzy grinned though he doesn't recall anyone called Sand Say Yang, there was Yang Bathelm but it didn't seem to relate at all.

Weird... Ditzy felt something off even as he leaned forward to Ozzy, much to the latter surprise. A moment passed even as Ditzy maintained eye contact for a while before he broke it with a smile.

"Oh, you're like me and Freyr! A boy!" Ditzy was happy to learn that there are other playmates like him, Magnus or Freyr out there. "Let's play a lot!"

This was a nice place, his parents always said he was special but it seemed like there are others that were special too!
@ShwiggityShwah @PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

Yang kept her expression in an iron grip control, not wanting to give out a single hint of a lie as she followed the Guildmaster lead.

"She learned that one should never let their guard down no matter what." She eyed Ozzy at the earlier incident, she should have let the Varjan champion go the moment she was lifted or be aware of that risk happening. Then again, she also assessed her own performance and it was lacking too. "Though I too need to keep this lesson in mind."

Her eyebrow rose at Ozzy statement of her passing a girl, to which she glanced to her own body, sighed and patted Ozzy on the head.

"Just give yourself time, I was flat as a board once and many thought I was a boy too. Did I mention that I shaved my head for almost 10 years before this?" Yang rubbed the crown of her head in nostalgia and wondered just how dumb she was, her short hair was a relatively new thing she had. "It took a while until a monster girl challenger realized I wasn't a boy which was hillarious."

"I'll do the soup, it's been awhile since I cooked something from our temple. Clear vegetable soup, I'll try to add some potatoes and milk to thicken it." She hummed on the menu, there was no soya sauce, miso or even seaweed here. So she'll have to make do with what they have.

"I just wish we have rice, I do miss rice," Yang said as she cracked her fingers to prepare everyone a dinner.

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@13org@AzureKnight

Ditzy Stoneclub

Ditzy's tired. He wearily thought to himself in between the journey as he trailed Freyr and Nagare. Since he was behind them, they hadn't realized that Ditzy was sweating and the pain on his side grew.

This was a first for him, he had never had trouble with hunting hellboars since his skin and body was usually tough enough to handle it. Then again, he usually handles them so fast he never got injured.

It was new, he admits, to be this tired before. Ditzy hadn't faced such an ordeal, at most, bandits and what not but never something that could and wanted him dead.

Still, Ditzy pressed on the journey until they finally reached it. That's when Ditzy saw the other people from his guild too.

@PaulHaynek

"It was fun," Ditzy admitted with a smile to Haley but in a subdued tone which was a sign that the usually energetic hob-goblin wasn't at his best. "There was lots of bunnies and a big fountain, Mr Tree, and-"

That's also when others noted that he was hunched over and hand on his stomach, and the cloth around his chest had been pulled down to the sides. Red splotches at the side had marred the tightened brown cloth, the scent of iron and blood present for those with sharper senses greeted the air.

Not helped is Ditzy spacing out more than usual, the former not realizing that he had stopped talking for a moment before he continued his story but one that didn't even leave off properly. "Then old mean bunny wanted us to catch a fat varjan knight so Freyr can be friend with Mr.Tree but they're friends already..."

@Lmpkio @Stern Algorithm

Ditzy waved at Nagare even as she dragged off red lady and big loud old lizard girl, Ditzy glanced at the side before looking at the remaining moth lady, Haley, Neil, and the double plant girl.

"Old moth doctor, can help Ditzy make this better?" Ditzy worded awkwardly as he pointed to the wound at his side. His speech slurred and words got more direct over time. "Was playing with Bunny and she scratched me."

Accompanying that was this loud rumbling from his stomach that was akin to a thunder roaring, the burning sensation of hunger was gnawing at him badly and far more crucial to Ditzy as he belatedly realized why he was so lethargic.

He hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.

"Also, hungry. Want food."

Sorry been a busy week, I'll try to get something after someone post.
@ShwiggityShwah@PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

"Hah, Karma can't be ruined. Only added or decreased." She smiled at that, the brevity between them lightened greatly.

"But yes, it's going to be hard but your legs ain't bad. A bit lithe but it's strong." Yang observed in a professional manner as she reached for Ozzy legs and pressed it with her hands. Feeling the muscles and resistance underneath it, completely unaware of Ozzy actual gender.

She then gave a slap to her own thighs and showcased it to him as Yang lifted her robe. It was muscled well, but it was also toned enough that it didn't get in the way of speed. The balanced combination of both was what allowed her to perform almost all of her fighting skills.

"Everything comes from the legs. It's the basis and foundation." Yang let the robe down as she happily said and mentored Ozzy, similar to how she'll teach the younger disciples. "With these, any combination or moves are possible."

As they reached the guild house and discarding their disguise. Yang let out a quick sigh and forced herself to relax. It'll do no good in being tense since Guildmaster Bart is very perceptive.

Though Ozzy this time taken the lead as he moved ahead of her and quickly addressed the master.

"Guidlmaster Bart." Yang had a hand over her fist and bowed to him in greeting formally. "We've returned."

"As Ozzy say, there were not much of job choice and we avoided most of the Varjan missions." Yang carefully picked her words even as she reported to him. "Ozzy had intended to choose a Varjan job at first but I intervened as you ordered. So I offered to train her instead to occupy the rest of the day."

"I apologize for being a little rough on Ozzy training, her legs were much stronger than anticipated and I reacted without thinking." She ended her report and raised her head to meet him head-on. She'll not be surprised if Bart actually knew what they did but she had taken steps to ensure they won't be linked back to them at least.

After all, the rebels and Varjan would know it was an independent woman and harpy that won the day, but that was the course for the Sonarrons and a mixed rebellion. Not to mention how many monster girl around this area, it was a vague guess at best.

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@13org@AzureKnight

Ditzy Stoneclub

Ditzy smiled widely as Freyr praised him though he directed his concern to his wounds. Which made him frowned.

"Ah, it hurts. But blood stop cause Ditzy got excited. Have to wash it and wrap it, Papa said its bad to let pain expose." Ditzy said, feeling a little light headed once he realized the wound. He shifted the cloth that wrapped around his chest downward before tightening and making it a makeshift bandage.

It gave Nagara a healthy show of his bare muscled chest, but considering that he was essentially half naked the whole time, it didn't matter much. Ditzy stomach also growled in hunger and he hunched over slightly. "Hungry too. Want meat."

The walk was short but to Ditzy it was a blur, he wasn't sure if it was him or the injury.

That's when the rest of the bunny tribe came out, and he turned towards them sluggishly. Hearing their explanation took some time and Ditzy spaced out a few times, but he understood what they wanted to say. He only smiled and waved at them as they departed.

"That sounds weird." Ditzy hummed a bit as he looked at Freyr with his own smile. "We're friends, friends help each other right."

Sometimes Freyr and others thank others too much even when they're friends. He'll admit that it was nice to have people thank him.

"You don't want to ask Nera to come along?" Ditzy looked back the forest and finger pointed to the back. "She's gonna be sad and angry again if you don't ask her to follow when she's cured."

Still, the quest was done and Ditzy wanted to go home to get his injury treated as well as to eat. Before he leave, he turned around to the forest and waved excitedly to them.

"Bye bye! I'll come and play again!" He smiled at the trees and grass that helped them. Following Freyr and Nagare wherever they went, whether it's the Guild or other place they needed to stop first.
@PaulHaynek@ShwiggityShwah

Yang Bethlehem

Hearing Ozzy spoke finally dissolved the awkward and budding tension between them, she was never that great in breaking the silence and this situation was hardly time for her antics at least.

"We're never there in the first place, don't forget that," Yang said as she stretched her arm upwards, not really comfortable with the robe getup. She'll have to get rid of it on the way back. "Besides, we did a job yesterday, so us fooling around for today should be overlooked."

"I'll recommend you take it easy for now, do some jobs that are at least close by or not require physical activity." She added with a hint of worry as Yang glanced at Ozzy injuries. It was due to her weaknesses that Ozzy had to step in, if she had been stronger or more decisive...

Yang shook her head at that and lightly slapped her head. It was best she focus on getting stronger in the right way.

Hearing Ozzy asked that question had her completely silent, not sure on how or where to even answer that.

"Funny, that you would ask me that." Yang finally answered back after a long moment of silence and walking, her mind wandering and thinking to memories past. Both hands behind her head as her thumb tapped the nape of her neck. "My master asked me a similar thing and his master asked him that question as well.

"Why do people suffer? Why do bad things happen? Why do they fight?" Yang had an inkling suspicion that this was a question that almost everyone in the temple probably been asked or ask themselves.

"Well, it's because people are bounded by their desires in the material world. Never realizing that in the end, everything will be for naught and that cultivation of the mind and soul is what matters." Yang recited parts of her temple knowledge with her eyes closed in a bored manner. Almost like an expected answer that a monk would preach.

People fight because they put themselves first and only chase things that matter to them now but not understanding that once they're dead, those things stop to matter a lot less. Karma will also then catch up to them and they'll face judgment. A perfect answer.

One that she herself doesn't fully believe in, recalling how an old woman was unjustly killed as she waited in vain for a lover that never even knew or love her back. That dampened her spirits, eyes cast downwards with a bitter frown. If that was the answer, she wanted no part in it.

"Gautama, the very founder of our belief, cannot answer that till the end. He merely showed us the way to save ourselves from the inevitability of our karma." Yang despondently said though she could be wrong on the details since she can't memorize the entirety of the scrolls.

"But...speaking on more concrete things." Yang gently placed a hand on Ozzy head, ruffling it playfully with a smile. "I'm thankful for you intervening. It was foolish, but also the right thing to do."

"Second, if you want, I can train you a bit in utilizing your legs." Yang went to a more mentor tone as she pointed out Ozzy physical strength. "You managed to lift someone that I thought you couldn't with your entire body, and I'm sure that some kicking techniques and with your talons, it's sure to help you."

"Ultimately, justice without strength is nothing but words. So get stronger, okay?" Yang winked at Ozzy to get his spirits back.
@ShwiggityShwah@PaulHaynek

Yang Bethlehem

"Only your shoulder and side? You're lucky then." Yang let out a relieved sigh when she examined Ozzy, if all the damage he got was shoulder and sides then it was considered well. Her worry had been more on concussion and internal bleeding, or a broken neck from all that. She gingerly picked Ozzy up and hoped that they can find a healer after this.

Hearing the uproar nature of the battle, she quickly glanced around to see the lack of leadership had the Varjo knights quickly crumble and folded. The battle turning to their side as the rebels managed to win the day.

Seeing Felipe approach them, she inclined her head slightly to his presence even his attention came to Ozzy.

"It would be much appreciated." Yang politely said with a smile as he helped carry Ozzy to a healer.

When he inquired on this being their first combat, Yang looked around and saw the devastation. She schooled a neutral expression but her brows was furrowed.

"I'm no stranger to combat." She spoke slowly, counting the number of people passed away before reciting the passages for the departed internally in her heart. "It's still never easy."

She was a martial artist. Something she was drilled and taught endlessly. Other from the more wayward path consider the taking of life to be a step closer to true strength, she, however, disagrees with that path and pray would never go there.

"Nevertheless, our task is completed. After my companion is healed, we would have to depart soon." She then turned to Ozzy to share a look that brooked no arguments from her, she was already doing something she shouldn't and now, Ozzy was injured because of it.

Yang softly placed a hand over her heart and chest. A gesture that she copied from Rebecca and those of the western priest have done from time to time. "May fortune smile on you on your endeavor Felipe."

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@AzureKnight@13org

Ditzy Stoneclub

The moment Nera lunged forward again, Ditzy grinned as he immediately dove forward like an arrow.

This time, however, he only hit the air as the Viera had learned her lesson despite her feral state. This nearly offset Ditzy footing but he quickly stamped a foot down forward as he kept a focused look on Nera. Not taking his eyes off her for a single moment, unaware that his stamping had left a deep imprint on the ground itself.

Shifting and standing straight up again to balance himself, Ditzy continued his pursuit. Not letting a single moment of rest to Nera, the blood was still pouring but the adrenaline in him had slowly stopped it.

This continued on until Freyr, who had recovered, ambushed Nera with a tackle. He urged him to pick up his weapon, and Ditzy obliged him quickly.

The sandbag was deftly pulled and then spun around with his fingers, building momentum and force as Ditzy swung it around before he felt the right moment to come. Fingers tightened and snap around the straps, his arm raised before it streaks downward like a meteor.

"Hah!"

Nera who was briefly distracted looked upwards and saw Ditzy sandbag descending straight on her head, the force of a hob-goblin now amplified with a weapon, proved too much as she felt the strike went right to the brain. The firm body of the sandbag collapsed and molded itself around her skull as it dispersed much of the lethal strike into a pushing force right into the ground.

Involuntarily, Nera head met the ground first before her body went stiff at first before going limp, collapsing as she lay flat like a fish.

Ditzy slowly lifted his weapon up and approached Nera, knelt down and turn her around. He then placed his ear onto her chest and listened for a heartbeat.

The steady and slow rhythmic thumps confirmed she was still alive.

"Still alive!" He declared proudly with a smile as he stood back up, approached Freyr and offered a hand to him. Feeling like a boy who did something well even as Ditzy didn't seem to register his wounds. "I didn't disappoint Papa at all!"

The sandbag was the only reason why Nera was alive, had it been any other weapon, the results would've been similar to what befell on the knights that faced Nera.
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