Hall of Corpses (Mod)

[Nisha Dovickssen]

The giant proceeded further into the depths of the catacombs. It was impressive that something like this was just sealed away and forgotten. Also somewhat wasteful. As it stood, there was a large number of graves just forgotten. Surely some of the space was still unused? It could have still been used for the purpose of graves. Or something- it just seemed wrong to seal an area like that off and call it a day. Then again, there might have been some logic behind the actions in the first place, some information that she simply did not have on her hands just yet.

Whatever the case, carrying on into the dark depths, the young woman kept her guard up. It was dark. Anything could have come at her from anywhere. There was even a chance of the graves serving as a hiding place for Shadows.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

A pack of Shadows appeared!

Magic Hand

• Agi
• Dia

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Wk: Ice
Normal Hand

• Assault Dive

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Wk: Pierce

[Nisha Dovickssen]

Another bunch appeared. This time, they were shaped like hands. One shot at her in an attempted assault. Nisha sidestepped and swung the crowbar down. Like the first battle, her weapon became lodged into the enemy. As she moved, she second opponent healed the hand stuck on her crowbar. Well, that just made getting her weapon free that much harder. So, as she whirled with her crowbar, subsequently slinging the Shadow's full body around, she slammed it into the other hand, effectively slamming that one into the wall. Her weapon was still stuck inside the first target. A minor issue, overall, but it was somewhat annoying. A rather forceful swing to the side finally dislodged the hand, ripping open the wound and effectively sending it flying at a wall, where it splattered and dissolved.

Well, that was one way of doing it.

Now that the second one was alone, it shot off a blast of fire at Nisha. For a second time that day, the woman thrust her free arm up to block her face, effectively burning her sleeve further. Well, it could be used as a work-shirt, still. There was at least that much of a redeeming factor to it. Charging forward, she slammed the weapon into the hand, pulling it to the side as she freed it. It opened a nasty wound up, as a result- one a person would have never expected to come from a crowbar of all things. Regardless, the hand stumbled away while the woman checked her sleeve. The next Agi flew at her. The giant hit her knees and leaned back, the blast flying overhead and smashing into a stone wall nearby, burning dust and webs. Once the woman had just enough footing to kick towards the Shadow, she shot at it like a bullet, the crowbar smashing into the hand and ripping the surface open as she pulled it free. The hand crumpled to the ground before dissolving.

. . . seemed that was it?

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Overkill!

You defeated the enemy!

[Nisha Dovickssen]

. . . indeed. That was it. Nothing else came. Nisha's options were to proceed further into the catacombs or to pull out for her own safety. While not battered too badly, she had taken some fireballs. It probably would have been better to pull out. Of course, before leaving, she put her hands together and prayed. Whether there was a being to accept her prayers or not did not matter. Her feelings were all the same. She hoped that those Shadows could have another chance at life in some other, normal, form.

That was all some people needed, sometimes.

Turning on her heel, she headed back the way she came. She needed to examine her sleeve for damage, as well as check her full wardrobe. She'd need to prepare “hunting” clothes, it seemed.