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Amelia Payne

Location:Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A




They've been here just for a little while and everything seemed to be crumbling away... sort of. Chaos was erupting between the people present and it was only making Amelia ever more stressed out about all of this dammit. All she could do was cling to the one calming presence to her mind. Granted things also seemed to be a little on the working out phase as seemingly Ash and Tati were regaining talking moods, only for yet another fight to break out when the dog fella was tackled down by Beatrice, with rather much force. Then all seemed to shift their anger and frustrations towards Hunter. Amelia didn't like him for multitude of reasons, some more logical than others and the fact he kept a dog didn't fucking help. She barely registered the words spoken to him, but got the gist of it, and that being they were warning him how to talk about Tati.

She just couldn't take this much longer. The guards gave a direct explanation they weren't going to intervene here. Then there was this person who just also flipped out on a great rant, that made Amelia shudder as he listened to him. He said it in the end himself, he wasn't sane. The way he was speaking and what he was saying also sounded pretty darn violent. She clung held onto Riley, her hands trembling ever so slightly.

Finally Riley gave her an apology after the man's rant, apparently affected by the statement that was given. Amelia just nodded." It's alright... just don't leave again." She added in barely a whisper. Holding onto Riley as if to make sure hte other woman will not move away again. Where was that Preacher man, Amelia didn't want to stay here with all these people for any longer. She wanted to get away and let the tempers calm down a lot." Where's that Preacher..." She mumbled, pondering how long should they wait here.
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Location: Shadowell Manor: Starry Salon. -> Central Hallway
Skills: N/A
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As they left the Starry Salon behind and got to the Central Hallway's staircases, she paid a good look on the rest who had joined in with them. Apparently there was indeed someone dead. This concerned her quite a bit since as she could see the only missing person in that group, she was reasonably ready to say it was the Raven fellow. She was really wondering what had transpired there, but her attention was pulled away for a brief moment as the Lord spoke out to answer the question posed by Moss. This was a really ancient place then. She wasn't one to know much details about events that far past. It never came as a priority to know, but this place was magnificent never the less.

Rave didn't exactly have a thing to compare it to that she had personally visited before, but experiences so far suggested it was probably ages ahead of everywhere else. Especially that mechanical thing that brought them over to the main part of the Manor from the entrance. That was just crazy thing to have here? Who had made that? Did they have it from before the time when books went blank? Or was it invented after that? She finally pondered it for a while and decided to try to ask." Excuse me, Lord Bardolf, but 2hat about the engine that brought us to the Manor? Was that always here, like the Estate?"

She then returned her eyes on the ones who had joined them again. The doctor was well injured, but if they were moving him about, it shouldn't be too dangerous. The one who seemed to have shot him is the one who was assisting earlier? This confused Rave a lot, but the professor wasn't being locked away, so it probably was fine? Doc also didn't seem angry? Just what had transpired there, now that was a good question. Still they too had taken masks off. Finally the big guy offered to aid with bringing the doctor around because of hte injury. That made sense, it would be most easy for him. She shuddered at the doctor's statement on their situation." But... if they want to do something, they have to be here with us, right? They should be trapped with us right?" She asked, wondering and confused. Otherwise why trap them?


World Narrative




Right after Malfurion and Gronar had left the guardian of the entrance to the glade, soon after a FelHound followed after them, bringing it's corruption with it. The ancient tree, magical in nature, denfending the glade was naturally a juicy target for teh fel beast as it's tendrils shot out and sank into the tree's body, starting to drain the magic out of it. The ancient guardian fought against it, but it's magic was being sapped. The tree then started to grow rapidly, pulling the felhound along with it, danging in the air, taller and taller, but the beast did not let go. After minutes of struggle, the tree finally stated to crack, it's body naught, but a husk of it's former splendor. Then the huge ancient protector of the glade finally crumbled with a collosal crash, sending the FelHound tumbling down, injured. But the magic it had drained made it stronger. It was healing faster and then it suddenly started to growl as it literally split into two felhounds. Then it split again until there were four of them and then once more bringing the amount to six. With a triuphant grotesque sound they dashed back to the deeper parts of the forest towards the next greater source of magical energy, the demigod.

Gronar, Fabios Location: Cenarius's Glade.- Cenarius was NOT pleased with the attitude of his guest. His face now held a mighty scowl, his eyes narrowed onto the paladin." I think you do not understand the gravity of your situation." The demigod replied, his voice seemingly calm, but very cold." Signs are spreading across the world of corruption and danger that's not supposed to be present upon these lands. Some among my kind believe you and your companion are among it's heralds. To stop that danger, they are more than ready to sacrifice your life, because if you are truly part of the danger, the alternative of letting you roam even a few moments more is incredibly grim!" The demigod explaimed as the Dryad behind him jolted backwards. She didn't seem to be speaking, but the demigod did turn in her direction, their eyes locking for a moment." You sure, my daughter?" He asked as the dryad started nodding vigorously before she heard some sound in the surroundings nad darted off in some direction.

There was something really wrong going on here as moments later from the opposite direction onto the glade burst forth a nightelf in really simple clothing and something Fabios would unmistakenly recognize as a orc warrior. Mulfurion having finally led the orc to their destination after leaving the tree." SHAN'DO! Danger's encrouching the Glade!" The night elf shouted as soon as he saw Cenarius." We encountered some faul abominations that my companion here recognized as something called FelHounds! Some kind of demons according to his words! They seem to be eating magic!" The night elf hurried to explain as in the distance behind them a mighty rumble could be heard. The young nightelf suddenly turned onto heels as he felt the pain the entire forest felt at this very moment.

"A mighty guardian and old friend just fell..." The demigod stated and looked at the human paladin, then at the creature that his student had brought." It appears the riddle gets ever harder to solve... I'm undoubtedly yearning to learn how you came to meet this being..." Cenarius said as he eyed the orc, but didn't really react anything beyond that." As for what you said... something faul is about to arrive... It appears the ancient magics that protected my old friend made him a victim instead of defending him." He added, his voice pained, as unearthly growls and hows could be heard from the distance.

"Human, it seems tis was not meant to be, guess we will all be fighting for our survival here, you have anything you want to add on these creatures my student called FelHounds?" Cenarius asked the paladin, his voice cold still. He had a sneaking suspicion that this human might also know of them. He was just about as outlandish as the being the young nightelf had brought. He wasn't pleased, but there wasn't much he could do. He felt the forest dying as these creatures get closer to them." Malfurion, grab that treebranch!" He suddenly shouted and pointed at the piece of wood." Fashion a weapon out of it by following your companion's mind. You could do it as a druid, I see he's unarmed and these beings are too dangerous! You two, make this weapon and I shall give it my blessing, making it stronger than any steel and sharper than any blade!" He stated.

Draven, Location: Mountain(Mysterious Staircase).- Having the human warlock get into his grasp, the dragon suddenly flapped his wings hard as it's monumental body was propelled upwards, along with the relatively smaller human who was oddly unphased by the winds or the rapid movement. Rather he couldn't feel those at all as complex magics were swirdling around him, protecting him from all effects of the rapid movement. Then the dragon started to soar through the air towards a destination even deeper into the mountains. All that could be seen were colossal jagged rocks, the occasional spring of running water down the slopes and some greenery here and there. Finally after what seemed to be a few brief minutes, another colossal shadow even bigger than the one Kras was throwing blocked the moonlight. If Draven would take a look around and for the source, he would notice an even bigger red dragon that was soaring higher into the skies. He wasn't alone though, there were others, if you looked for them. All doing something and not minding the one carrying Draven.

Then as they flew, they found themselves at the entrance of a massive cavern, huge enough to allow even the biggest of dragons enter into the cavern without worries. The inside of this cavern would be weird to Draven's senses. There was basically no way for this to be inside that mountain. This cavern was too huge, whole dragon flights could fly side by side without any issues. In fact there were a number of other colors of dragons flying about. There appeared to be dragons of every flight, except the bronze dragons." Weird..." Draven would hear Kras muttering as the red golliath had noticed the other dragons." Did someone call for a gathering after I left in search for the disturbance?" He used.

Finally after some more flying underground, the dragon brought the warlock to the entrance of another cavern that was somewhat smaller as the dragon landed onto the ground and let the warlock down. Out in front of them was the most massive red dragon that Draven would have ever seen. Kneeling in front of the dragon was already another human like figure, but something was off. The difference was apparent because well the figure toward over him with at least twice his height. It was a female, covered in magical runes." Ahh, Korialstrasz, seeing you've returned and bringing this one with you, I take it he's the source of the disturbence?" A melodic female voice echoed across the cavern as the Red Dragon Queen shifted her gaze at the warlock." Very curious, especially after I got very interesting news from this one before you." The queen continued." Apparently, someone's tempering with time. I was forced to call for a gathering." She stated as matter of fact and looked at Draven." I assume you too have arrived here the same way, especially after taking into acount that you have the corruption of the fel upon you, mortal?" The queen asked." Otherwise, no one upon this world should have the understanding to become a warlock of your calibre. Ahh where are my manners, I'm Alexstrasza, Aspect of Life and the Queen of the red flight. What's your name, warlock?"


Constantin Kolev


Location: Port Annan(Streets)
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)


Constantin was somewhat concerned about the degree of the displayed emotions about the French woman and how the German might act from this moment on, but luckily his concern proved unwarranted as the German man agreed very readily to ride with him right away. This was good, he was worried Ludwig might choose to walk the longest way around before he joins them or something. Admittedly that was probably not the best way of thinking or the friendliest, but you never know. Ludwig had proven himself ellusive to the concept of common sense that was utilized by the firewalker. Though that mentioned, the firewalker realized that even if Ludwig took the longest way around, he might find a way to make it the best option avaible. Things seems to work that way with him.

Anyway, concerned left by the roadside, the firewalker watched as Dieter, the ferret not hte brother, was the first one to get onto the horse... sort of. Dieter got into the saddle bag, that worked, it was nice, safe and there was no danger of the important animal to be thrown off during the horse's fast galloping. Then moments later came Ludwig. Constantin almost wanted to figure out a quirky title for the German fellow as to go along with Dieter's, but couldn't think of one that would do a good job. Still he smiled as the German had gotten into the bag as well and nodded as he turned the horse along, ushering it forward in reasonable speed to move next to Vlad so they can get going onto the road indicated by their currently tiny guide." Don't shov out of the bag too much, we will be moving fast, I don't vant to find you having vanished cause you got throvn off, okey?" Constantin said to the tiny human that was now riding along with him. Then he turned to Vlad." Ve are ready to go at utmost speed once ve leave tovn." He readily reported.


Priscilla Harker



Location: Benha(Rose Gardens)
Skills: N/a




Mosi was rather curious as the man replied in what could only be Egyptian. She didn't know this language so she had no way of actually knowing what was being told, but she was looking very focused at him non the less. Her eyes followed the new arrival as a younger man appeared and started speaking out with the older man. Then her turned to speak out to her as the old guy moved away. Mosi gave the older man a polite nod as she returned her attention to the son." It wasn't a problem." She replied with a grin as she nodded and started thinkign over hte man's next explanations on the topic of perfumes and the like.

"I see, so they are that concentrated huh..." She mused and nodded, studying some of the displayed ones. Mosi then rose an eyebrow as she was said how the perfumes react differently for different people." Really? Ohhh, this I weren't aware of." She suddenly had a realization and nodded.

"In this case, I suppose I will have to indeed pick up one note oils or rose water... Maybe both as gifts." She nodded as the man gave her a sound suggestion. If they couldn't assure hte way the perfumes would react to the ones she was giving them to, what would be even the point in buying them? There was no point! Thus she nodded. Rose water itself was pretty good thing so were oils. They would do wonders." Guess I will take two of Rose Oils and 3 rose waters as gifts." Frankly she was planning to gift her mother one, the others she'd hand over to people she actually considered great friends and there weren't many of those. She was also keeping one for the Redhead Rosheen. Next time they met, she was going to have to tell her stories of her adventure in these parts.

"I personally? Well I don't like too overpoweringly strong scents." The american replied with a shrug of her own." I prefer more mellow ones... something softer, but still capable of catching attention. Maybe we can mix something like that? Any suggestions?" Mosi asked with curiosity.


Amelia Payne

Location:Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A




The situation seemed to be spirraling out of control around Amelia. People were shouting, people were being angry, most had some reaction or another and the guards were just sitting on the side not acting or speaking out. She could hear the coldness in Tati's word to Riley. Amelia simply couldn't even process completely what was going on anymore. She had already became emotional after being overwhelmed by the memories that the ballerina brought to the surface and all the emotions that they dragged along. She had tears in her eyes as Riley returned to her seat next to her and put an arm on her shoulder. Amelia once more opened her mouth to reply to her love, but no words came out. She just wiped some tears and shook her head, leaning in close to Riley for comfort. She wanted to go somewhere away... wanted to melt and just vanish into some hole where no one could see her anymore.

Then she heard the dog guy start shouting as well, he seemed like he flipped out at Tati for her outburst. Speaking out about the possible effects of that. She just didn't want to listen to him anymore, but she did indeed share a lot of those concerns as well. Now that was just yet another weight on her already stressed mind to go along with the realization of what type of person she was slowly turning out to be. She pressed herself into Riley's shoulder. Tati was changing her clothing, but Amelia barely brought her eyes to her... because she had seen some of it when they were bathing. She didn't feel well looking at the scarring on the woman.

"I want to go somewhere... " Amelia managed to whisper out to Riley." Please... let's just go somewhere... anywhere..." She barely added to Riley. Though she didn't even know where htey could go or if they can go anywhere right now being in quarantine and all. She just wanted to be away from this room... Her tears weren't easing up and her mind was already at a breaking point because of all this and paranoia wasn't helping. Most of these people seemed so on edge too and overly emotional as her maybe more. They were dangers, even Tati seemed to be dangerous right now. There were armed guards observing them as well. Amelia just didn't know who to be wary of anymore and all she could do was to cling onto Riley and try to protect her no matter what. Maybe the morning would be different when tempers cool down... maybe not. She just couldn't think so far ahead right now. Her only desire was take Riley away from this crowd of crazed people.


Constantin Kolev


Location: Port Annan(Inn)-> Port Annan(Streets)
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)


As his companions rushed to leave in a great hurry, a hurry which Constantin was quite in favor of, especially when he was the one who kept reminding htem that they should get moving, he quickly started walking after them in heading outside. He was really happy that it was about time they head out and resume their search for Veta. She was someone that Constantin really didn't want to abandon on both the side of duty and on the side of friendship. She was a dear friend to him and he valued her a lot and at the same time she was important person because of her heritage and origins. Thus he could only pray she was alright... somewhere out there. Maybe she had arrived at her destination whatever that was without problems. Hopefully it was so!

Finally outside, he quickly found his horse and joined in with Vlad who was also on his brave steed. Constantin didn't move as fast right away as they took some distance, he was looking for their German guide. Not surprisingly Constantin had found him doing some weird things not bound by his logic as a firewalker. He was sure by now that the German man had his own thread of logic reasoning that was probably sound in some way he didn't understand. Difference in ways of thinking and my the way of thinking between these two men was different on so many levels. As Vlad proceeded to attept to seemingly tease their guide, he looked around the street, eyes narrowed as he did so." Great Bazhooli, I'm sure he's got his reasons." Constantin just mentioned and looked at Ludwig. Besides the firewalker was reasonably inclined to believe that if Ludwig was really up to something it might have a hidden reason for it... Like moving giant valls... That one had left deep impression on the firewalker for the sheer amount of improbability of it being planned to be allowed to happen sometime in the past. Though to be fair he was also somewhat curios who exactly could make something like that to begin with.

"Do you still vant to ride vith me?" He asked, his horse stepping in place left and right, almost as if sensing it's rider's desire to get going." Vill be faster to ride you out of here rather than you valking out of here... I'm sure ve vill find the vay out fast." He threw in, wanting to save as much time as possible so they can travel for longer. Longer travel now, meant more grounds covered before resting for the night.
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Location: Shadowell Manor: Lunar Ballroom -> Starry Salon.
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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All in all the situation was mostly moving at the best possible direction thus far, given the circumstances of it. They were alive, well and on route for a welcomed dinner." That is true. I dread to imagine any chance of survival should we have been thrown out. I'm really grateful for our host's kindness given the situation." Rave replied to Moss and let out a small smile of joy as she hurried up to keep with the Lord in heading to the Starry Salon. As she did so, she couldn't help herself and looked behind her shoulder before she left the Ballroom. There was just a little bit of a regret in this, despite everything, she was looking forward to the big Masquerade Ball. This was going to be probably the first and last chance to witness something of this magnitude, especially at this so secretive location of Shadowell. Still with a last tinge of regret she turned around and walked through the door to the Starry Salon, after the others.

Having stepped into the Starry Salon, a few things had quickly pulled her attention away. She could spot other people now. There was one of the rest of htem, he seemed to still be wearing his mask, but the Lord more or less just asked him to follow, so he didn't seem to be minding too much. Then there was the fact some others were in front of them.

The man who they just reunited with didn't seem to want to remove his mask just yet. She couldn't really blame him as revealing your idenity might be problematic for some. Still she was happy to have removed hers. Since most others seemed to have removed theirs, she was happy that she didn't have to guess who was underneath those. Now she'd at least know their faces. Admittedly the names weren't spoken out yet and she wasn't sure she'd reveal hers for now. She wasn't going to lie, but if they didn't ask for it, she wasn't going to go out her way to say it quiet yet. It was important to protect herself... and what mattered in the end.


World Narrative




Gronar, Location: Forests around Suramar(Forest Path).- The night elf was even more confused about what the orc was saying. Still he did pick up on some of the meanings in those somewhat vulgar words. These creatures supposedly didn't belong to their world and were external invaders. That would explain why they seemed so... foreign and so malicious! They brought death and corruption with them and he could feel the very world hurting at their presence, at least somewhat less now that they were dead. Still even the carcasses seemed to seep corruption into nature.

"It seems even more important we find my shan'do, my teacher. He might be able to provide us with aid on matter!" Malfurion stated as he was leading the way through the thick underbrush in the forest. Their progress was fast though, it was almost as if the forest itself was making a path for them, allowing them to pass freely through what appeared to otherwise be unpassable wall of bushes and thorns and trees. At the end of the pathway Malfurion led him through was a huge tree. It was one of the biggest trees that Gronar would have ever seen in a normal forest. It was twice as big as the other ancient trees in the forest they were in." Gronar, this is the guardian of the glade." Malfurion explained as he placed his hand on a white patch of bark." To enter you need to do the same." He urged the orc.

"Do not be afraid if you feel a tingling sensation, the tree will be learning from you, remember you as to allow you entry next time too. It doesn't mean you harm." The druid explained. This was an ancient protector of this glade, an incredibly ancient tree. It held powerful magic inside it and served as the last line of defense to Cenarius's Glade.

Draven, Location: Mountain(Mysterious Staircase).- "You are quite the arrogant mortal, aren't you? To wish to ride upon a red dragon just like that! HA!" The red dragon burst out in laughter as he looked at Draven and shook his head." You are lucky that the only way to enter where we are going to is through flight." He added as his blody hovered up and started morphing again, regaining it's immense size. He reached out on of his front claws and turned it upwards, nodding his huge red head to the warlock.

"Hop in." He indicated the warlock to get into the front limb." Either you stay there on your own or I grab you like an animal and carry you that way. Also call me... Kras for short." He added, waiting for the warlock to move so they can get going." I know that you mortals tend to have troubles with our names." As for the flight, do not worry, you will neither fall or feel hte wind... I've got magic to protect you."

Fabios, Location: Cenarius's Glade(Dreamworld).- The epherial laughter came again, as feminine and gentle as before, but clearly amuzed. No visage was to it yet, now Fabios could sense a strong presence somewhere just beyond the limits of his perception. This was a dream and drems didn't play by his rules in the end." How amusing, you are an incredible little mortal. So much will and so much pain." The voice spoke." And arrogance, but that I can forgive." The voice added as the stability of the dream seemed to shake for a moment." Release you? How wrong you are, little mortal." The voice continued with a chuckle." I was neither the one who brought you here nor am I the one who holds you here."

"It was YOU who came into my domain by some weird concidence directly to me." The voice simply stated and Fabios would now be able to see a pair of brilliant eyes somewhere in the distance as if looking at him through some boundry." And this, these are YOUR dreams, what your heart yearns for... what it regrets... what it pains at the mere recollection of." The voice added with gently voice." But it seems our meeting is at it's end, little mortal. We may yet meet again. Now it's time for you to wake up." The voice added as the presence vanished. The dream started to fade as if the presence that just left, was what was keeping it together. Then the paladin would finally wake up, to face Cenarius and a really shy dryad who was also awake and now looking at him from around a nearby tree.

"I see, you've finally woken up, my guest." The keeper of the forest stated with serious voice." But you see... there's just you left in my glade..." The demigod explained and looked back at the paladin." Are you per chance aware where your companion went? My sentries didn't see or sense anything. They just know she vanished after you were knocked unconscious over 5 hours ago. My daughter Nisha woke before you and brought you some water..." The demigod continued as he pointed out to a waterskin that was laying full by Fabios's feet.

"You see, your friend's disappearance is yet another concerning sign. Maybe of my kind demand I hand you over to them for interrogation as your presence here could spell danger for the world. Dark things are walking Kalimdor as of the last day." Cenarius added and looked Fabios right in the eyes." I am reasonable to keep you here and safe for now... rather than risk your sanity in interrogations."
Kosara


Day was off to a flying start it seemed... literally as a big bird thing scooped down and tore the entire roof of the bus. Kosara, still laying on the back seats in a relaxed manner, rose an eyebrow at the apparent absurdity of the situation as the bird went away and all. With music rocking in her ears and wind gently caressing her face, she noticed something ahead that had spooked the driver. There they were... demons... Things like these were the reason why she had come to this city, it seems her concerns about the situation here were rightly warrented. With a smile on her face, she hopped up from the seat and with a trained movement, the zipper on the long thing bag she had was undone, revealing a long curved sword. It was light blue, kind of unnatural looking and if close enough one could sense the air moving gently around it. She grabed it as she dashed forward into the bus, jumping ontop of the seat then right out the torn off roof and outside onto the road.

She landed with easy as she smiled at the demons. These ones looked and WERE lesser type of demons. They weren't really sentient in a proper way. Barely more than beasts. She drew the sword from it's sheath as the air current around the sword changed and from the soft gentle flow it became stronger." It wasn't a waste to come after all, back to the demon world you go, bastards." She smiled as she dashed forward. She hadn't yet pulled a range weapon, she didn't see the need for it yet. There were 7 of the lesser draugr. She dashed to the first one with Whispers in the Wind right away and slashed at it with a vengeance. She hadn't build any momentum yet, so the dash itself wasn't the fastest. Still for enemies of this grade it was enough.

Her sword slashed at the demon and cut through a portion of it, but it didn't cleave it in one go yet. Then a retaliation came and she dodged away, building a lil bit of momentum as she struke at another of the demons. Her sword didn't make contact directly, but the weapon's natural ability propelled the wind forward, giving it extra range, cutting at hte demon, leaving a deep gash at it. She Then continued to dodge around and strike, dodge around and strike, pulling all of the draugr closer to one another. After a couple of hte dodges, her speed only increased even further because of her momentum build up, she started to leave afterimages. The demons were being cut apart though, it was innevitable even if she was trying to keep them going for longer. When they were all well damaged, she pulled her crossbow and dashed at the closest lesser draugr, jumping at and landing with both feet on it's head. Then she jumped further into the air, using it as a stepping stone, before pulling her sylph crossbow and using the recoil to push herself even further up. With enought air gained, she switched to holding her sword with both hands as her body suddenly turned in the air and she spun... She then started spinning even faster as her sword propelled air across the blade, sending a masive amount of slashes downwards at the clustered up lesser draugr as she did. She spun over 10 times in the air and additional one as she landed, turning all the lesser draugr into scattered pieces.

She took a victory stance and swung her blade one last time, causing the violent energies build up inside it to be discharged harmlessly and the blade's energy calmed down before she sheathed it up, strapping it to her back as it was a really long sword in the end and not suitable to wear at the waist.

"And set..." She stated as the battlefield returned to normal. Yeah demon hunting was the best. She now was at a choice though, where to go next? Might as well head deaper into the city and see if she could find more demons running amok to kill. It could even net her a nice payment maybe while she was busy saving out people. And saving people was important! "Maybe it would better to kill the demons before they can arrive in the human world?" She asked herself as she started walking, pondering the idea.
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