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    Long Gone Returnee (Juliet, Leonard)

    Juliet
    Juliet

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    Lineage : Gold Rush
    Position : None
    Posts : 69
    Guild : ⤧ Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 19
    Mentor : ⤧ Johann
    Experience : 3,875

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    First Magic: Divine Savior
    Second Magic: ⤧
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    Post by Juliet on 19th July 2020, 10:46 am


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    Alana had been running for days now. She wasn't sure what had happened to her homeland; it had all occurred so quickly, almost all at once. Sighing, she slumped against the tree trunk that she had chosen to rest by for just a minute. For now, it seemed like the strange creatures had lost her trail. There looked to be no way out of this place, so she resigned herself to remaining under the cover of the forest for now. Just as the girl was debating climbing a tree for the night, she heard a crack behind her. Whirling around and pulling away from the trunk tree, even as fast as she moved it wasn't enough. The zombie that had been slowly sulking towards her quickly lunged forward, chomping down on her shoulder before she could pull away. Alana gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming and potentially attracting more of them. She wrenched herself away from the being before stumbling backwards and running for her dear life. Luckily, they didn't seem to be too fast; instead, they lumbered around and could only move with short bursts of speed for a couple seconds before slowing down again. The girl panted as she rushed through the forest, finally coming to what looked like a large clearing, with a cabin in the center. Hesitantly, she took a step forward into the clearing. It would be dangerous to go through; anything could spot her running into the open area without cover. However, another noise of footsteps behind her quickly had the girl rushing forwards as she glanced over her shoulder. There were at least four or five of the ghoulish monsters headed towards her. Taking a deep breath, Alan ran into the clearing. She was about to go past the cabin when a voice from inside caught her attention.

    "Hey, come in here, quick!" She swiveled her head to see a pair of eyes peeking out from the window, set in a pale face, the body of which was covered in a dark cloak. The girl was abotu to turn away when she noticed at least ten of the undead waiting for her on the other side of the clearing. "They've been waiting for me. They can't break inside, it's enchanted. You can only be let in by a willing person who gives you permission. Quickly!" His voice became higher and higher in volume as the urgency came through. The monsters were nearing closer, and she had no choice, so Alana reluctantly slipped in, squeezing herself through the space in the door that had opened up after the man unlatched it. Afterwards, he slammed it closed, bolting the entrance. Inside, it wasn't necessarily a small place. In fact, it seemed to be a decent home, the kind of vacation cabin where a wealthy individual might vacation for a week to enjoy nature temporarily.  Sighing, the girl collapsed onto a nearby red couch, while the man hovered hesitantly closer to the door. "This is my sister's place," he mumbled finally, before sitting down a few meters away from her, but still on the same long, L shaped couch. "I was living here to practice my magic when sh*t went down. There's not much food left, but I was hoping..." he trailed off. It was clear enough what he'd been hoping for, though. That someone like her would come along, most likely, and be able to get the both of them out of here.

    "I live maybe twenty kilometres or so to the west, I've been running for days," the young woman finally answered, her green eyes dull with tiredness. Alana hadn't eaten in at least forty hours, after running out of the dried meat and fruit that she'd kept on her for emergency purposes only. Just then, her stomach grumbled, and she turned away, embarrassed. "Hey, I have plenty of food," the man said, before getting up and heading into another room. In what seemed like only seconds later, he emerged with a plate, on which there was a simple sandwich. "I dunno what you like, but since this is an enchanted place, we'll never run out of things to eat." That was an up side, she guessed, and Alan accepted the food gratefully. She would normally have been suspicious of such generosity, but with the situation outside, there was no time for distrust between them as two survivors. As she was lifting it to her mouth to take a bite, she winced at the pain in her shoulder. "Hh," a small noise of discomfort came out of her mouth, and the man looked at her with concern. "Are you alright?" He asked, and she nodded, moving the sandwich to right hand only so that she could try to rotate her left arm experimentally. "One of those things bit me," she said, and his face suddenly went grave. "Will you... be okay?" He asked, worry coming through. The young woman shrugged. "I got bitten by one of them too," the male stranger suddenly said, holding up his left hand to better show that two of the fingers, the pinkie and ring finger, were bandaged. "I can't tell if it's doing anything, they're not as bad as yours. Maybe I've had a fever, nothing worse."

    Alana finally finished eating her food and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before letting out a faint sigh. "I hope you're right and it's not anything worse. You got any ideas on how to get out of here?" The other looked like he was thinking for a moment, before his eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, I actually know a friend who's pretty strong. If I could find a way to get in touch with him... I'm sure he could clear out this area in no time at all," he said brightly, trying to stay positive even though he'd already mulled over ways to reach the other man, and the options were none. "A contact, huh?" Alana muttered under her breath, before she stood up, brushing her hair away from her face. "Well it just so happens that I'm a summoner. An' I got a guy who can take any package to any place in Earthland, s'long as it's not any bigger than about twenty centimetres on all sides." The girl fumbled around with the belt at her waist for a little bit before finally triumphantly pulling out a ring of keys. She flipped through them, her lips moving under her breath, before she finally seemed to find the right one. "Yeah. Here we go, Dapper, come out," she said, in a normal speaking voice, her fingers rubbing the key at the same time. In a blink, a pale figured with indescribable features and a very formal style of dress appeared in front of them. "Dap take this nice man's letter and send it to whoever he tells ya to," she said, gesturing in the direction of the kind stranger.

    The more she thought about it... did she have anyone who might be able to help them? Alana wasn't a very friendly sort of mage, and she had more of a brusque personality than anything. Still, there were a couple of people she'd done jobs with. "And come back over here when you're done," she called out, "Before you leave to deliver that. I got somethin' as well." Juliet Rothschild was an old... friend, of sorts. Maybe she'd be able to help out. Heck, the young woman didn't know whether her former job partner would even want to see her again after what happened the last time they ran a mission together, but the mage knew. That blondie couldn't resist helping someone who was in a tough spot. She might get her to come out of an apparent sense of duty, if nothing else. It was worth a shot. Shrugging to herself, Alana tore a page out of her traveler's note book and uncapped a pen using her teeth. "Dear Old Friend," she began, sarcastically. "I know I kind of ditched you last time and left you to pay for all the damages we'd done, but I need your help now..."



    Juliet had been have a fairly nice day already. Her financial situation was a constant struggle, especially with her habits of spending impractical amounts on food, particularly sweets. Even so, the mage usually managed to make enough for the basic necessities. It was a kind of tough living, and her utilities went out every once in a while, but the girl didn't care too much. Today, she hadn't had to deal with anything like that. It'd been a sunny morning of waking up with the rays shining in her face and hearing the birds chirping outside. Juliet could get behind rising early in the morning just to hear the bird songs before work. Finally getting up from where she'd been eating breakfast at the kitchen table and reminiscing about the events only an hour ago, the girl began to wash the dishes. In her little apartment, there were no maids, only herself. A smile played across the girl's face as she wondered what to do today. It was so nice, that working inside would be a shame. All of her thoughts of her daily activities were put on pause, though, when a sharp rap tap tap came from the door. Curious as to who might be knocking at this hour of the day, Juliet turned off the faucet and dried her hands before slowly stepping over to the entrance. She peeked through the peep hole just briefly and saw a man with a disingenuous expression, his features plain and unremarkable. If she'd tried to describe him, she wouldn't be able to, aside from his clothes, which were far too fancy to be standing on a concrete door step with. Either way, he didn't look dangerous. So she opened the door, and stood in the opening, looking at him.

    He didn't say a thing, but instead reached into his suit pocket. The movement had the girl tensing up, since now his hand wasn't visible. He could have been pulling out anything, like a weapon, and Juliet prepared to shield herself if necessary. However, as it turned out, it was just a folded piece of paper. Wrinkled, and with a few smudges already visible from what she could see. The strange figure held it out to her, and uncertainly, Juliet accepted it. Before she could even open it, though, she glanced back up at the man. But he was already disappearing down the street, his black pin striped suit distinctive as it turned around the corner. Pressing her lips together in slight consternation, the mage shut the door and sat down at her kitchen table before unfolding the strange missive. It turned out to be a letter... as she read the first actual line, her eyebrows furrowed together and her expression turned slightly murderous. It was that girl! The two had worked together in the past and been decent partners to each other, until one time when Alana had flat out ditched the scene after causing a big ruckus. Part of the reason Juliet was still poor now was because she had been stuck using all her savings to pay off the debt she owed for the destruction of the owner's property. Exhaling sharply through her nose, the mage sped through the rest of the letter. Her expression became more grave as she read through it.

    So, Alana was genuinely in need of assistance. She seemed even perhaps afraid, but that was probably a stretch given that the female would never be caught dead with fear visible in any way, shape, or form. Sighing, Juliet finally reached the last line, where she read, 'I dunno where I am. This dude's got a fancy shmancy cabin and it's some place in the middle of the Cursed Lands. But I know how to enchant sh*t, and I been to the edge of these woods before, so... this letter's gonna teleport you to just outside of this forest. There might be zombies, I dunno. Have fun, girlie, love ya!' Immediately, Juliet dropped the piece of paper, but it was too late. Her body was already glowing with light, and the world spun around her as she vanished in a swirl of bright magic, pulled to the new location. Only a few seconds later, the girl was dropped on her butt in the Cursed Lands, right at the changing of a desolate field into a dark forest. Clenching her fists, she yelled loud enough for anyone within a kilometre to hear, "ALANA!" Huffing, Juliet ground her boot into the dirt. She was hardly equipped to deal with a bunch of ghouls all by her lonesome.


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    Sir Leonard
    Sir Leonard

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    Post by Sir Leonard on 21st July 2020, 6:38 am

    In Magnolia, the winds blew gently across the grass clearing upon which Leo's shack was built. The old swordsman stood there quietly outside, feeling the breeze and gazing at the ominous moon peering through the clouds. With the wind continuing to breeze through, occasionally howling to send the treeline a little ways behind him into a worrisome chorus Leo knew this night was different. The moon's glow did not help to alleviate the sensation but rather worsen it. The light was gentle and almost holy, but beneath it was a feeling he cannot explain but what was akin to what people call the chill of the grave.

    A figure from inside his shack came out wearing a butler's uniform whose name was Angelo and had remarked that "The dead speak to you once again." Leo squinted his eyes towards the moon and replied "The magic of the family has been stirred so it seems." as coldly as the night was turning out to be. Leo turned around and walked over to Angelo and continued "I assume this is one of the reasons for your being here." Angelo only gave him a small long nod and added that he will keep Lina safe. "Your friend should be here with news soon." Angelo added. Leo scoffed and raised his left hand out to its side and pointed at a figure fast approaching. "My friend isn't a summoner nor is he a summon." he remarked after which he turned his head towards the figure approaching and addressed it "So who are you?" The summon was surprised but it was hardly surprising for Leo since he could sense his presence long even before he came to view. Instantly however, at the moment everyone present starter to look back at Leo after having had their focus shifted to the summon, Leo's empty hand now held a blade to the summon's throat. The summon surprisingly explained the matter of why he was there calmly and that he had a letter from Leo's friend as proof.

    With a head motion towards Angelo, the butler grabbed the letter from the summon that immediately poofed out of existence. Angelo then unfurled the paper and explained to Leo that it was indeed from his friend, explaining that the situation has gone out of hand and zombies roam free terrorizing the land. Leo was not moved by this however, his expression remained the same, not surprised by the development of events. He had long been aware of the forces he is dealing with but he still had concerns. Angelo was aware of this too and consoled the man by saying that he will take care of Lina. "The enchantments of his family's house should still be up. I shall prepare the runic portal to take you there." Angelo added. Leo didn't move in remark at all as he was filled with determined rage to get this done quickly. The evil his family has plotted in the shadows for generations is a hard thing to undo. Especially when he himself is trying to avoid their notice. But deep down, he had wished he didn't have to do it. He wished his family wasn't evil and he wished to just be by Lina's side but, as he have learned in life, people don't usually get everything they wanted.

    Soon after, Angelo came out with a scroll on his hand, and used it to summon a portal after chanting some incantations. I blue swirling portal appeared in front of Leo and quickly stepped in without saying a word and the portal immediately closing behind him. He appeared in his friend's living room where he was relieved to see him appear. Leo gave him a quick glance and quickly the man opened the door through which Leo quickly dashed out of. Immediately three of the undead were cut down, grabbing the attention of all those nearby. They lumbered slowly towards him and he patiently waited for them to come closer. He knew they were numerous and wished to save as much energy as he could. The still swordsman looked down to the ground, the groaning and the moaning of the zombies filled his ears, yet he was unmoved and unafraid. He was surrounded, and it was time to act. The zombies lunged at him and quickly he threw his weapon straight to the nearest zombie's face and quickly turned around to slash down on the next one on his other side with another weapon he had quickly requipped, throwing that one as well onto the next one, with its follow-through being a perfect setup to catch the first weapon he threw out and strike another one down. This would continue for quite a while until their numbers wore down and he was allowed a short reprieve, not that he was breaking a sweat or anything, but it was indeed welcome.

    WC: 816
    Total: 2,951


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    Juliet

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    Lineage : Gold Rush
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    Posts : 69
    Guild : ⤧ Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Age : 19
    Mentor : ⤧ Johann
    Experience : 3,875

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    Post by Juliet on 21st July 2020, 8:25 am


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    Well, at least Juliet was accustomed to dealing with such horrors after hours of similar jobs. This time, she decided, the best course of option would first be to locate the spot where Alana was trapped. Alana and that other stranger she had mentioned. Hopefully, he wouldn't have killed her by the time the mage arrived. The blonde knew how abrasive her friend could be at times. Surely, however, she would be mildly grateful to the one who had taken her in and saved her from a gruesome death at the hands of the zombies? Regardless of how a person "should" likely feel, it was Alana whose actions she was musing upon. That girl was largely unpredictable, but she could always be counted on to make a mess of things, for the most part at least. Grumbling to herself under her breath, Juliet briefly channeled her magic, allowing a golden collar to appear around her neck. What with venturing off into a ghoul infested forest by herself, she would need all of the protection she could get. It would be better to get it going now than to wait until after she had already been attacked. At times when there was a surprise assault, concentration required for summoning requips could dip and fluctuate too much to properly bring the weapons, armors, or items into life in this dimension. Furthermore, Juliet grasped her hand around the air, materializing her trusty axe because... surely she would need to do some, uh, killing, essentially, during these next few hours. Or days, because the forest, as far as she could recall, was extraordinarily large and filled with all manner of beasts. Now, with zombified individuals running around inside, the area was sure to have become even more dangerous and frustratingly time consuming to traverse through. Sighing at the amount of bother, Juliet gripped her weapon tightly before taking her first step into the forest. It looked similar to how she could remember, although that had been years ago. Now, though, there was a slightly gloomier atmosphere. Instead of the dark and menacing, tall and strong trees of before, there were less healthy looking branches on the great oaks and maples. In addition, as far as the mage could interpret, rather than being great and commanding the forest seemed to be instead rather corrupted. The Cursed Lands had never been a particularly bright place. However, she knew it was never quite this bad before hand.

    Doing her best to breathe lightly, the girl attempted to force her foot steps to match: as silent and tentative as possible. Unfortunately, it seemed luck was not on her side, for as soon as she got more than a few paces into the woods, a piercing scream cut through the air, nearly blowing out Juliet's ear drums. It had emerged from a spot barely thirty centimetres away and gave the girl no time to react properly before a ghoul was sinking its teeth into Juliet's arm. She wrenched away, hissing as she felt the wound begin to throb painfully. Muttering a healing spell, she felt her magic flare around the wound temporarily before alleviating all of the pain. Her body suddenly felt lighter: a side effect of the magic that was very welcome, now that she was confronted with the ghastly zombie. Taking a short breath, the girl charged forwards, swiping her axe along a sharp path that sliced through the creature's torso at a diagonal. Even though normally the keen magic should have simply disemboweled an ordinary opponent, this one was a member of the undead. For that reason, even when it began to fall apart, the bones and rotted flesh began to knit themselves back together in an unsightly manner. Scowling, Juliet held her axe up and pointed it towards the monster. A bright pulse of energy flew out towards it, thrumming with energy as it shot through the air for the short distance before contacting the ghoul's skull, exploding it into an uncountable amount of little fragments. She repeated the process with its torso, and legs, and every other distinguishable part she could see, until it was nothing but smithereens of bone and mangled, corrupted tissue. Resisting the urge to huff out a breath of air, she held her breath and stepped away. There were blood and guts splattered across her body now, and she had wanted to avoid breathing in the cursed magic that she could feel lingering in the air at that scene, left behind thanks to the destruction of the zombie. Once she had safely made it a half of a kilometre away, the mage scanned the area to ensure no enemies were in sight. She did see a small, zombified squirrel, perched in a tree. However, it did not really seem to be a threat- so she would leave it alone. Nodding to herself, the girl touched at her upper arm where the ghoul had bitten her. It seemed to be fine on the outside, but she thought she could detect small amounts of dark, twisted energy swirling inside. Juliet pushed lightly on her arm, infusing it with as much holy and spiritual essence as she could manage. The site began to glow even more intensely, and finally, she felt the corrupt energy burn away, dissipating into the atmosphere.

    Letting her head drop slightly in relief, the blonde was already ready to be done with all of this nonsense. However, she still had yet to even find her friend, not to mention trying to rescue her. Grinding the heel of her boot into the earth, the girl's mouth thinned into a line. Alana really was nothing but trouble. Still, she was committed to this liberation mission, now. And Juliet knew herself; she wouldn't have abandoned the other young woman, even if it was an enormous bother and generally a waste of her time. However, if she showed up and her friend had already made an escape, leaving behind a note that said something like, "Thanks for coming! I made it out on my own, toodles!" the blonde was going to blow a gasket. There was little point in thinking about those situations now, though. She would do better to focus on the task at hand: orienting herself so that she might be able to find where the two were trapped. Shrugging off the tension that had accumulated in her back and shoulders, Juliet tried to steady her breathing before starting to move once more. It was slow work, making her way through the forest. Luckily, the mage only encountered a few more corrupted animals, that didn't seem to take too much notice to her. They were busy eating certain... corpses, whose former living shapes were too changed to interpret in their ghastly dead form. Juliet winced, though, when she saw a zombified bear tearing into what had undoubtedly been a human at one point. She quickly left the area and continued to push on further, venturing deeper into the woods. Eventually, she thought she could detect a faint magical signature. Flaring her innate senses and enhancing them to allow her greater detection of the nearby area, the girl's face lit up when she saw a rather large cottage in her mind's eye. It was still several hundred kilometres away, but as the girl's enhanced intake of space faded away, leaving her with natural senses, she felt rejuvenated by the sight she had witnessed. Finally, there was proper progress! However, as she began to head in that direction where the image of the structure had emerged from, Juliet swiftly began to understand the issue. There was just the small problem of nearly a hundred or so different living signatures in the area, of which all except a couple were undoubtedly belonging to the undead. Making her way through the horde would be tough going. What was the best way to proceed...?

    Juliet decided to just attempt to make her way through. She did have a rather loud voice so long as she deliberately tried to project it, so she could attempt to allow Alana to know she was here. However, going with that route would also attract the attention of all the other entities within hearing range. Therefore, she silently attacked the nearest zombie, cleanly exploding its head before moving on to the next. The girl had discovered that luckily, their heads seemed to be their weak point. Perhaps even a cursed body needed a brain to control the functions of the limbs and organs. That was only one ghoul out of... maybe over a hundred. Sighing, the girl was about to get to work when she thought she heard the sound of a weapon against flesh, albeit rotten skin and muscle but still. She perked up her ears before moving closer, shoving her way past the zombies and ignoring them as they tore at her, trying to grab hold. Juliet had a shield conjured around her form that would protect enough so long as she kept moving, at least with the current situation looking how it was. Finally, she burst into the clearing. Now, she would have to fight her way out. But seeing as, from what she could see, there was another man here- an actual human, not some kind of darkly distorted individual, affected by the curse. "Hey!" The blonde's voice rang out not too loudly, but with enough weight to carry across to the other. "Who are you?" Now was not exactly the time for pleasantries, but Juliet could not help but feel suspicious despite her relief at seeing him. It was entirely possible that he was some kind of necromancer or a dark researcher come to study the curse and caught up in the cross fire, himself. Just then, she noticed a hand reaching towards her out of her peripheral vision. Rolling her eyes, the girl slammed her axe down across the arm, cutting it off at the elbow. Then she shoved the axe up to the ghoul's face and sent a pulse of energy directly through its skull. These things were a bother- and they just kept coming, and coming.


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    Sir Leonard
    Sir Leonard

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    Post by Sir Leonard on 1st August 2020, 10:54 am

    The zombies continue to appear out of nowhere, and is becoming quite tiresome. While non could even come close to landing a hit, the movements he was making almost felt repetitive which would have made it accurate to describe it as mind-numbing, he could actually even feel the sense of urgency and danger slowly leave him and he might slowly even forget what he came here for in the first place. However, the sizzle on his right shoulder which he had grown accustomed to would remind him that he was here for some family related undead mishap and people's lives are potentially at risk. He thought potentially because these zombies offered no real challenge, even to a normal person if they could get over the feeling of dread and their assumed inevitability of death. Leo actually let out a sigh and shook his head before deciding to walk slowly towards the cabin and just his weapons fly about him with his mind. At the window, Leo could see the man and woman watching from the other side and from it he would ask if they're ok and if anyone was hurt or most especially, bit.

    Unfortunately, they both were, which was a cause of concern for Leo to move quick in clearing out the area. Time was of the essence now and Leo turned around and walked a few feet forward and grabbed one his weapons that had been going wild and beheading zombies. As soon as the blade touched his hand, the sword changed its appearance and appeared as very agile looking thin blade, intending to use it to destroy all at once with its latent ability. However, things would be made complicated when he heard a woman's voice call out to him. A stranger's voice that demanded to know who he was. Leo looked at her plainly and just thought of how dangerous the situation has become. With her out here, the zombies would be spread out, making his technique slightly inefficient. It doesn't help that even more are coming now which must've been lured out by her. No, things have become more complicated, he could even feel it on his shoulder that prompted him to brace the eerie purple crest that was becoming more painful. "Right then." he muttered.

    He put all of his weapons away and removed his left hand from his right shoulder, and brought his rand hand up to clench his wrist for a mere second before taking his hand off, revealing an ornate gauntlet. He instantly telepoted to the girl's side and raised his right hand with a snap. A snap that carried magic with it, turning every zombie in the area toward him. Leo then crossed the hand over to his left shoulder and slowly, gently waved it in front of him in a 180 degree range, then turned around to do the same thing bringing his motion to a full 360. Every zombie that the hand passed by its direction had their essence sucked out and towards the hand. Every dark creature moaned and groaned shaking to the ground until they eventually returned to their lifeless self. The deathly moans continued to be heard in the swirl of darkness that gathered into an ord at his right palm. The orb slowly vanished towards his bracer whose colors seemed to have gone brighter.

    "The person who will get to the bottom of this." he replied, not yet convinced he should reveal who he was. Especially with the circumstances of undeath lingering. "I assume you're here for the woman in the cabin. Since I'm here for the male. They've both been bitten, if we don't act quickly, the darkness will take hold of them and they'll be undead themselves." he sternly explained. The swordsman then turned around, his back - that nestled a golden bright Light sword diagonally that wasn't there before - towards the woman and approached the two in the cabin who were thankful for their rescue. Leo quickly took the man by where he was bit and slowly ran his other hand over it as if extracting something out of him as it light shinned through Leo's hand. "If you have any means to heal your friend, please do it now. After which, please leave immediately, the woods are safe for now but they'll soon be back. Whoever did this will have felt his minions go down quickly in his mind." he explained.

    WC: 743
    Total: 5,387
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