The very last member of this supposed Party, or group as Hannah understood it, was a man with very bright red eyes. So red in fact that they became the first thing she witnessed, as if they were some kind of magnet drawing in her vision.
Only after he walked up to them and spoke first had Hannah managed to dislodge that attraction and take in the other characteristics, namely his black skin, his black attire with red furnishing to make it more pleasing, plus a large white cloak with red embellishments that went all the way down to his knees.
“Yo… What's up people!” The man with the glowing red eyes and a beaming smile announced.. “Huh… Last one. Sorry about that… Had to circumnavigate the silver bastards.”
“It's fine… You're not that late.” Lee Ping responded. “Everyone let me introduce Cain, our last Party member and Fighter, though, during our talks he failed to mention that he was a genuine Sanguine.” With a shake of his head, Lee Ping introduced Cain to everyone else. “Cain. Those ladies over there are Sandy and Mira. Sandy is your fellow Fighter, while Mira is our Caster.”
In the same moment it was mentioned, Sandy and Cain nodded at each other.
“On this side we have Henry, our Bruiser for the day.” Lee Ping told him before pointing at Hannah. “And this is Hannah, our baggage of the day.”
Not particularly liking the way she was referred to, Hannah glared at the man with the pretty face, but only glared because it was true.
“Now that everyone is here, let us go over everything we want and need.” With that said, Hannah pried her ears wide to listen. “Our first goal is to reach and defeat a Sub-Boss, any will do so we get our Return Tokens. Our second goal is to make sure our baggage arrives there relatively unscathed to make sure she can use said Return Token.
The first can be negotiable in terms of targets, but the second one is not. Rose Peach has Sponsored her Awakening, and as such, her safety is number one priority.” Staring at Lee Ping for a moment, Hannah took in the terms but refused to ask about them. At least at this moment. “It was for that reason that I hashed out some additional rewards for your help. That said, aside from her safety, everything else will be standard procedure in terms of tactics and loot distribution.”
“Any questions?”
“Yes… Yes I do.” Cain called out. “Ya mentioned something about a minor request. Elaborate?”
“Aye… You said the same to me too.” Henry added, followed by Sandy and Mira as well.
Seeing the immediate interest, Lee Ping nodded and centered his black eyes on Hannah. “Take out your Summon.”
“Why?”
“Just do it.”
Not quite understanding what the man with the pretty face planned, Hannah considered not doing it to annoy Lee Ping, but after quickly reminding herself to whom her safety depended upon, she acquiesced to the request. As such, after fishing for her Dreamon Ball inside her skirt pocket, she brought it out and released the creature it held, naturally with the release invocation for it.
“Come out, BE-HOL-D!”
A red jagged beam of light sprung from her Dreamon Ball.
The jagged beam of red light landed directly into one simple place in the air before gathering itself into a round shape only for that shape to become a genuine creature. However, just like the first time it had appeared in this world, Behold was unresponsive so it could not refute the Rules of the world as it plopped from straight down onto the concrete floor.
Seeing it like that, Hannah suddenly felt embarrassed at how useless her Summon was at this moment. But just as she was about to rush forward and administer its punishment for making her feel like that, Lee Ping stepped forward and grabbed her Behold, her Summon, by the head tentacular limb before lifting it up and showing it to everyone.
“Whoa…” Cain suddenly cried out the moment he recognized its true form, but he was not given a chance to elaborate on his surprise, and the same applied to the others.
“As you can see, the girl's Summon is useless right now.” Lee Ping explained, totally ignoring the shocked looks the others displayed at witnessing the girl's Summon with the Silver Tyrant’s Mark. “Apparently it's hungry, but since it is an emovore type, regular food is off the table. I have already confirmed and invested two PP, of the positive modifier, into its awakening but since it had just been born, it requires a bit more. Only, I can't willfully spend more since my Regen is not that high. As such, I need a small donation from you guys, at least one PP to wake it.
If it does not wake up, then it's well worth the experiment since one PP will not affect the long term goal of our Raid. But if it does, it should prove useful, hopefully.”
Despite hearing the little speech, Hannah could not take away her vision from Lee Ping’s left hand and how he held her Summon, her Behold. The longer she stared the more she felt aggrieved at seeing her Summon being treated like a useless object.
Just as Lee Ping’s little speech became a small request, Hannah could no longer ignore the burgending desire to see her Behold being subject to this treatment, she cried out. “DON'T HOLD IT LIKE THAT!”
Her cry surprised everybody, including herself.
“What?” Lee Ping voiced out with confusion, before glaring at the pink creature and the way he held it. “Why… I am just imitating your behavior.”
“I…” Reminded of that very fact, Hannah wanted to explain herself, but the sense of aggrievement failed to subside. No, it increased further. It caused her to swiftly step toward Lee Ping and grasp her Summon with both arms. “Let go!”
Still, confused, Lee Ping let go.
Yet, a few seconds later, he noticed Hannah’s hands bundle around the spherical round pink body before her right hand eventually settled around the creature's head tentacle.
“What is the difference between me holding it like that and you holding it like that?” Lee Ping asked, a bit too curious to return to his little speech.
“I…” Despite recognizing the hypocrisy of her actions, Hannah could not answer. “I am not sure. I just felt this deep sensation of wrongfulness seeing it treated like that.”
“Fine… You hold it then.” Lee Ping said before focusing on everybody else watching their interaction. “As you can sense, it's a genuine Spirit, and the girl is still figuring out all the kinks. Anyway, the point is this.
“It's a small request, but you can refuse it. There will be no hard feelings.”
“How about it? Just one PP?”
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“I am intrigued, so I don't mind.” Henry, the ginger armored big man replied. “Come here.“
Nodding, Hannah walked before him and offered Behold by simply raising her right hand higher so the giant man would not have to bend down.
“Positive, right?” Henry verified.
Nodding once more, Hannah responded. “Negative emotions should work as well, but my father’s ghost advised me to focus on positive ones. I just don't know how to do it yet.”
“Positive it is then.” Henry said before placing his left hand on the spherical pink creature that oh so resembled the ginormous example ripping a hole in the sky above Oaktown City. Applying a positive modifier to his Power was easy and transferring it into the pink creature even easier.
What he got in return was an obvious trembling, but the creature did not wake. “Looks like it still needs more.”
“Hannah, was it?” A voice called out from the other side of the basement. Turning around, Hannah stared at the blond harried woman called Sandy gesturing at her. “Come, I don't care about one PP since Stamina is the core of my build.”
Doing as told, Hannah walked towards her. However, the moment she took a few steps, she remembered something vital. Turning back, she faced the ginger giant man. “Thank you.”
“Ha… It's fine. Go on.”
Nodding, Hannah walked to Sandy who in turn transferred one PP.
Although the resulting trembling was stronger, just like with Lee Ping and Henry, her Summon refused to wake up.
Somewhat disappointed at the bad result, Hannah faced the woman standing beside Sandy called Mira, only the moment their eyes connected, Mira shook her head in denial. “Can't help you, I am afraid. My Ability Damage is proportional with how much PP I spend per usage, so I can't waste any.”
“My turn, then.” Cain, the last arrivee, declared. “As a Sanguin, I can pick up her slack.”
With that said and heard, Hannah walked up to the black man with glowing red eyes. Eyes that seemed to mesmerize one the more one stared at them. “Gorgeous ain't they?”
“What?” Hannah quickly said after breaking out of a brief trance.
“My eyes.” Cain pointed out with a beaming smile before repeating the question. “Gorgeous, are they not?”
“Yes… It's my first time seeing red eyes.”
“That's it?” Cain voiced out, somewhat flustered at what he heard. Staring at Hannah with even more curiosity, his intrigue only piqued higher. “Seems there is some clout to you.”
Saying that, Cain placed his right hand on Behold’s round body before sensing what lay beneath its skin. Just as mentioned before, beneath he found hunger. However, unlike the others, he was far more familiar with everything related to hunger.
So, out of curiosity, he changed his approach.
Instead of simply transferring the positively infused power into the pink creature, he elongated the transfer procedure by enacting a bait, line and hook scenario. Where the bait and hook became a small bit of his power while the line presented a direction in which more of the juicy bait awaited. Naturally, this lengthened the duration of the transfer from seconds to a few minutes. So when he sensed his bait and hook working, Cain quickly explained his method to avoid the physical contact between him and the pink creature being broken by Hannah.
In the end, his method displayed impressive results when the Silver Tyrant Mark on Behold flipped open to reveal a big blue eye.
Still, while it did open, Behold had not yet fully woken up and remained in a dazed state. Not for long though, because the same waking moment signaled Hannah’s awareness of her prejudice against it, specifically what it used to be. And with that as the major guiding point, Hannah suddenly understood what had caused her previous behavior with how Lee Ping held her Summon.
Pointing the big blue eye toward her own, Hannah cried out harshly. “WAKE UP, you useless piece of crap!”
Like a jolt directly to its mind, Behold’s awareness surged upwards until it had no choice but to recognize the face of the one calling it. Nevertheless, it was not the face that it registered first, but the Radiance held within it. Radiance which it was extremely familiar with, as that very Radiance had suffused every single tiny bit of its existence, and to such a degree that it had changed its very makeup from what it used to be.
Still, while all of that was important, none of it held a candle to the amount of pain said Radiance had forced onto it. The result was a simple response so unfamiliar to it, yet it had been something it cherished in others as it unleashed its Nightmarish purpose.
“BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB”
“STOP THAT!” Hannah shouted over her Summon as its cry infuriated her ears.
Weirdly, the moment she did, her Summon ceased doing it.
“Good.” Hannah said,.but the moment she did, she was unsure on what to do next. After thinking about it for a second, Hannah posited a simple question to her Summon. “Do you regret it?” Not seeing or hearing an answer, shook Behold for a second before clarifying her inquiry. “Do you regret what you have done to me in the last seven years? TELL ME!!! DO YOU REGRET IT!!!”
“TELL ME!!! TELL ME… NOW!!!”
“Bbbbbb?”
“You… Tell me now, or I will make you regret it even further.” Hannah announced with conviction behind her thoughts.
A conviction that was far more apparent then she knew was possible.
A conviction that escaped her Dream Body to alert those nearby that there was more to Hannah then she had displayed so far.
Nonetheless, that very display still felt somewhat raw and hollow because it was missing a key ingredient within its makeup. Regardless, it was enough to signal those very same companions that, while Hannah was but a growing ember that had barely been lit and i still in need of some more nurturing, her blaze would be enormass and magnificent once it transcended its current Spark stage and became an actual Flame, a Flame of Life itself.
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“BBbbb?”
Hearing only nonsense, Hannah’s conviction escalated into anger, but the moment it did, it also became apparent to those around her. When it did, Lee Ping intervened as the one who knew her the most, even if that was but an hour or so more then the rest of those beside her.
“I dont think your Summon can understand you?” Lee Ping offered a solution to calm the girl down.
“IT CAN!!!” Hannah cried out. “IT always did before and now it should even more.”
Correcting his argument for a second, Lee Ping spoke up again. “I don't mean it that way. I mean that it can not understand regret because it has never seen or felt that emotion before.”
Sensing the Logic behind Lee Ping’s statement, Hannah was reminded of a similar explanation from her father’s ghost. Thanks to that, her demeanor calmed down, but it did not go away. No, it chose to simmer in wait for the next outpour.
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“Now that you have calmed down, and your Summon is operational. Will it be useful or is the situation still the same as before?” Lee Ping inquired as plans could be changed to accommodate its presence..
For a single second, the simmering anger within Hannah threatened to rise up when the emotions of her Summon’s uselessness entered her thoughts. Luckily, the question distracted her enough for Logic Hannah to take the rains and make her consider her Summon and its Innate Ability.
However, before she actually elaborated upon its Null, Hanah was reminded of everything her father’s ghost told her about her Behold. When she had that, Hannah found a different outlet for her anger, and it would come in the form of proper disciplinary actions.
Naturally, for proper discipline actions to occur, there first had to be a fault for their excuse.
Releasing her hold on Behold’s head tentacular limb, Hannah watched her Summon plop to the ground, with a simple Bee as its only response before it actually started wiggling around like a fish out of water due to its many missing tentacular limbs.
“Useless.” Hannah murmured, but seeing that she was around people with rather sharp senses, that definition was only affirmed deeper, only silently since they did not want to infuriate their escort target further.
But then, Hannah cried out with a targeted question. “What are you doing?”
“Be… Beho… Be?”
What was said, only Hannah understood. However, it took just one glance at her face to see that it was not what it should have been, because Hannah crouched a moment later and grabbed the head tentacular limb to lift up her Summon into the air.
When it was decently up, at least considering Hannah’s height, she dropped it again.
Then, when her Summon wiggled around its tentacular limbs with no effect again, Hannah crouched again, grabbed Behold, raised it up as high as she could before releasing it again. Then again, and again, and again. Every time she did, the creature made a Bee sound as if unable to do anything about the pain it had been unable to escape.
At the same time, her company noted a sense of elation rising within Hannah by exhibiting her Summon to her actions. It was to such a degree that Hannah failed to notice the other five Dreamers glancing at each other in search of some answers. As a result, plenty of body language occurred to nudge Lee Ping into speaking out once again.
“Gir… Hannah, what are you doing?”
Interrupted slightly, Hannah hesitated slightly before once again grabbing, lifting and releasing Behold to plop onto the hard concrete floor.
“I am disciplining my Sumon.” Hannah replied absently as most of her focus was spent on Behold and its current behavior.
“Right… For what?”
“For not being able to fly.”
“Can it fly, though?”
“Yes, it can.”
“Alright… You continue doing that.” Lee Ping said. “We will go over there to focus on strategizing a plan of action.” With that said, a nudge of his head to the left caused the others to group around him before further introducing aspects of their Ability and how they behaved.
Naturally, nothing too detailed as all of them were strangers, but considering the Roles they would be taking, it was easy for them to share some limits and boundaries around which to plan and make contingencies.
Once they were done with those, they began going over their approach as no doubt it would take them some time to find the antechambers of the Lesser Terminid Queen since all nest had multiple queens, and in todays case, it was a big nest so they would have multiple angles of approach depending on what they found and how fast they found their Sub-Boss.
All the while the discussion went on, for about fifteen to twenty minutes, they had ignored the constant sounds emanating from Hannah’s direction. Though, even without being privy to all the secrets of the Summon, they knew that the pink creature was not as hurt as it could have been by constant interaction of the concrete floor.
Hannah knew that as well, as she knew that Behold possessed a Passive called Force Armor. A minor relative of the Telekinesis Ability where it denied a flat amount of damage inflicted upon somebody or something, which in this case was her Summon. Her father’s ghost told her that it was to help Behold ignore minor inconveniences, like dust particles irritating its big eye.
Regardless of the intent, now, after observing Behold and its numerous hits onto the concrete floor, it was easy to notice the Force Armor Passive being far stronger then it should be.
Did father downplay the effect, or was my deviation during its capture the problem? Hannah wondered because her decision to impart her remaining Dream Gem onto Behold was a momentary inspiration in delivering the max amount of retribution with the max amount of benefits to her and her Summon. No… It does not matter.
Crouching once again, grabbing the head tentacular limb, lifting Behold and dropping it once again, for who knows how many times since Hannah did not bother to count, a tiny miracle happened.
Midway to reaching the concrete floor, Hannah noted Behold’s violet markings on its tentacular limb’s glow briefly before vanishing and thereby causing Behold to drop to the floor again, only much gentler than before.
Seeing the end result, Hannah repeated it once again, causing Behold to once more feel that sense of weightlessness. And when it did, following the previous success it managed to hold onto that sense of weightlessness for more time. Obviously, it failed moments later, but following that success, each subsequent drop from his new Master, Behold held on longer and longer, until in the end, it did not drop at all.
Naturally, it did not go up either, but that was when Hannah urged it to just do so. “Float higher.”
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The very first sound other than a simple plop, alerted five Dreamers that things had changed, hence why their discussions took a turn away from planning, not that there was much planning left anyway.
Either way, they did notice, so they saw Behold take its very first flight by not dropping to the ground.
Regardless, the same could not be said for going up, left or right. As such, Hannah took the matter into her hands, literally in this case, by grabbing each tentacular limb and forcefully dragging Behold in one direction before making her Summon understand which direction was which by imparting its name.
After a bit of trial and error on Behold’s part, Hannah made her Summon dance around her voice. “Left. Up, Left. Right. Up. Right. Left. Forward. Forward. Backward. Backward. Down. Down. Up. Down. Up.” The reason it left everybody with the impression of dancing had to do with the three tentacular limbs flowing around Behold’s body as if immersed within some kind of flow or current, only with much, much less resistance. As such, there were no forceful tentacular movements involved. Instead, it became a simple but graceful dance, especially after Hannah taught the pink creature to rotate clockwise and anticlockwise, plus somersaulting, forwards and backwards.
In the end, three men and two women were privy to witnessing the first steps of a newly born Spirit as that was a rare thing to see.
Still, like all things it had to end, and that end came when the team finalizing the final plans and interrupted Hannah’s wonderful but exhilarating trance of commandeering her Summon around like a puppet, but without it being an actual puppet.
“Are you done?” Lee Ping inquired and therefore broke Hannah from her trance. “What can you Summon do?”
Coming down from her high, Hannah had Behold stop everything before considering the answer and responding. “When father was making the Template he offered many Abilities to choose from. But… I had this nagging sensation that he was guiding me towards preserving a Beholder’s natural Null Ability.”
“Null, you say?” Lee Ping repeated before quickly sticking out his right hand and conjuring his blue/white Fox Fire. “Here, try it.”
“Umm…” Hannah murmured while wondering on just how to do that. “Behold… make the fire vanish!”
Behold, who floated beside his Master, on the other hand, simply stared at his Master because, not only did it not know what a fire was but it also did not know what a Null was.
A moment later, after noticing Hannah’s Radiance spike, it did the only thing it could.
“Beho?” It said with a rather high pitched tone. Unfortunately, with its delay and confusion, Hannah’s momentary trust in her Summon’s capabilities shattered.
“Make the fire vanish!” She repeated, only this time, she pointed directly at the target.
“Beho?” Once again echoed from Behold, making everybody wonder if the pink creature and Summon knew any other word.
Thankfully, Hannah could understand her Summon without any troubles, so she did not wonder the same. “Yes, that blue/white thing is called a fire or flame. Make it vanish.”
“Be?”
“To make something disappear.” Hannah explained, but with every repeat of her command her frustration built up. “To make something go away. Now make it vanish.”
“Beh-ooo?”
This time, even Hannah was stumped a bit. So she quickly went over her knowledge regarding Abilities, and how they functioned. That, however, only made her realize that she possessed very little knowledge regarding how Abilities functioned, in the first place, especially since hers was a Tool. Luckily, the very recent Ability Point she had spent on her Dreamon Ball held a kernel of truth regarding, but even that kernel only told her how to infuse her own Power into her Tool, and not how to use something like a Null.
Seeing the brief silence, Lee Ping spoke up. “Is there a problem?”
“Behold, does not know how.” Hannah explained. “And I am not sure how either. How do you use Non-Tool Abilities?”
“Just like Tool Abilities.” Lee Ping reasoned since he had no idea either. “Does your Summon Ability center around its sole eye?” He posited as that was how Beholders functioned, and the girl did mention that hers originated from one. When Hannah replied with a nod, he offered a solution because he too had encountered a similar problem with the Racial Ability of the Fox-Kin. “Then have it gather its Power and focus it on the large eye before doing the same on my FoxFire.”
“Hnng. You heard it. Now, try it!”
“Be?”
“What do you mean what?” Hannah wondered before an answer reached her. “Wait… You do not understand what he said, at all, but you can understand me?”
“Beho!”
“Ah… I think I know the problem.” Lee Ping suddenly interrupted. “Here, I will repeat the method with Spirit Speech.”
That said, that was what he did, but all Hannah heard was more of the same. However, the same could not be said for Behold because, this time, it understood the message effortlessly. So it did what was said, or at least tried as it squinted its sole eye at the blue/white flame. Still, the longer Behold squinted at its target, the more it felt something bubble from within it. Nonetheless, similar to how it was with floating, it required a few moments and a few tries to nudge that sensation into existence. On the other hand, unlike floating, using its sole blue eye as a conduit for whatever it had to do felt much closer to its base existence when compared to floating via its tentacular limbs.
As such, when it finally coaxed its Null Ability to its manifest, two things happened at once.
The first thing was a rush of Power bubbling from somewhere and flooding its sole eye, causing it to open its eye lid up to its max range. When it happened, it was as if its Silver Tyrant Mark vanished entirely, with only its silver rim being visible. At the same time, said energy vanished the very next second as its sole big eye became the conduit for a Nullification effect centered around the focal point of its vision.
The second thing, however, surprised even Behold, just like it surprised everybody else because, the same moment its Ability manifested, it cried out its full name and without any choice in the manner, as it was the most natural thing to do.
“BEHOLD!” The cry announced as it echoed from the tip of its head tentacular limb.
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“And?” Cain, the Sanguine, quickly said after noticing the flame vanish. Mainly because every new experience to be witnessed and felt had to be cherished, and considering he was still relatively new within the Dreamwalker Society, there were a lot of those awaiting him.
“Mmm.” Lee Ping stayed silent to process the sensations, since he had not particularly come into much contact with Null Abilities. Suppressing Abilities? Yes. But, not Null. As such, he deliberated for a moment before replying. “Considering it's the first usage? It was quite… thorough, if I had to be precise.”
That said, he shook his pretty head and faced Hannah and her now tired looking Summon, if its almost closed eyelid was an indicator. “Either way, it won't be of much use against the base Terminids. On the other hand, it should prove useful against the Queen and that annoying Acid Spray. Anyway, we stick to the plan.”
“Plan?”
“You will be fine as long as you don't randomly dash away from us.” Lee Ping stated before focusing on the true pillars of the upcoming Raid. “Any other questions?” Hearing the no’s and seeing the head shakes, Lee Ping focused on the interface before calling up an App perfected for their upcoming adventure. “Party Invite; Henry, Sandy, Mira and Cain.”
That done, he walked up to Hannah and placed his left hand on her left shoulder only to repeat the same commands only containing Hannah’s full name. “Party Invite; Hannah Blackwood.”
The same instant Hannah heard it, a new System Alert jumped into her vision.
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System Alert!!!
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Party Invitation in progress!
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User; Lee Ping [Charming Fox - Apprentice] wishes to include you within his Party.
Does, User; Hannah Blackwood, wish to accept this Invitation?
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✅❌
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“Accept it.” Lee Ping commanded.
Once again being thrust into the unknown, Hannah did, and when she did, on the left side of her vision, right below the resource bars five pictures appeared. Pictures bearing very simple representations of the members within the Party. Similar, similar to those small pictures often made by family members and pocketing those pictures within lockets to hang around one's neck.
Beside those icons, three tiny bars appeared for each Party Member. However, those same bars only showed the respecting resource color and a percentage scale for said resource.
Ignoring them, Hannah focused on the fully transparent square at the bottom left part of her vision. Unfortunately, Hannah had no idea what it was for, and just as she desired to ask about it, the man with the pretty voice interrupted that thought.
“Accept this, as well.” Lee Ping spoke again and just like the previous two times, his voice contained a pinch of Power. “Emergence Quest Generation; Escape!
That voiced out, Hannah felt something mingle around her and around her Party members. That very same something seemed to be asking for her permission. However, it was the new System Alert that told her of its true nature.
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System Alert!!!
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Quest Generation in progress!
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Quest Title; From Hatching to Immediate Acting!
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Quest Description; Barely there yet instantly thrust into a full on Combat Zone filled with menacing bugs, eagerly salivating at the thought of eating you piece by piece but preferably whole. Fortunately, you were blessed with decent Party Members to do the heavy lifting for you.
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Quest Goal 1; Survive!
Quest Goal 2; Locate one Sub-Boss!
Quest Goal 3; Defeat said Sub-Boss!
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Quest Reward 1 - ???
Quest Reward 2 - 10 D-D Coins
Quest Reward 3 - Return Token!
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Does User; Hannah Blackwood wish to accept Quest; From Hatching to Immediate Acting!
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✅❌
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Having read it, a tiny epiphany struck Hannah, though, why and how it worked would remain a mystery for now, unless of course she inquired about it from the man with the pretty face. Nonetheless, Hannah had this suspicion that it had to do something with the missing Applications on her D-Card.
Tossing those thoughts aside, for the moment, Hannah accepted the Quest, and with its acceptance, the large screen detailing the Quest vanished. No, better said, it minimized into one transparent diamond icon at the top of her vision containing a question symbol. Focusing on it once, the previous Quest screen manifested before once again minimizing its presence within her vision.
“Good.” Lee Ping declared before addressing the whole party. “Everybody got the Quest?” More nods and yes answers, Lee Ping focused on one particular wall of the basement they all found themselves in. “Good. I will do the honors and make the entrance to our eventual exit from the Silver Shroud.”
With that announced, Lee Ping walked to said wall and summoned his blue/white FoxFire into a ring shape before enlarging said fire ring enough that even the tallest of them, the ginger haired and dark reddish armored man could pass through. With the size established, Lee Ping pushed his FoxFire onto the concrete wall and began rotating the ring of fire clockwise. When he did, his blue/white flame effortlessly penetrated into the wall and before quickly vanishing from sight, with only the barest glimmer escaping from the thin cut it had burned into the wall.
Moments later, a tiny whoosh reached Hannah’s ears.
“There. Door made. Who wants to open it?” Lee Ping asked, when the largest man in the room smirked with glee and rushed to the supposed with a laugh that pierced into Hannah’s mind with ease. Once before the supposed door, Henry posed once before punching the large slab of tubed loose concrete, only instead of breaking apart as Hannah expected, that large slab simply vanished from its place before a rather loud boom echoed from beyond the opening.
That done, Henry laughed once more and stepped inside the now obvious door.
Moments later, he was followed by the others, with only Lee Ping, Hannah and Summon Behold remaining behind. But even then, it only stayed like that for a tiny moment.
“You can close that mouth of yours. This is nothing. Just wait till you see some real action.”