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Davyne was exploring the surroundings, still on the lookout for portals. Yet the longer she looked, the more she felt discouraged. But surely they wouldn't just be left here; that didn't seem at all likely, did it? There had been creeple from Halloween organizing this after all, they would find a way to bring them all back.

Or so she hoped.

She'd been exploring another abandoned place when she came upon another of those... things. Shadowy creatures - she didn't know what to call them.

She did know, however, how to kill them. "You're going down," she evenly told it, hefting her fishing rod and getting ready to attack.

The city had proven to be a fruitful place to visit. It was where he had found Ignatius and met the ghost ghoul Kallan before losing and finding each of them again multiple times in the maliciously playful fog. The creatures there had been mostly benign, the bits and pieces left behind by the humans who had presumably occupied the town interesting. And so Brenley found himself there again, almost unconsciously. He easily stumbled across a pair of Halloween creatures, a djinn he recognized and a reaper he did not. What was most interesting about the ghoul was her appearance, so similar in coloration to his own that it was almost uncanny. But he couldn't dwell on that at the moment. Another of those two-headed monstrosities had followed him, and it had to be put down.

HP: 60/60

Not giving a second thought to the others in the area, Nurchama moved in and struck at the undying, his candle burning up the creature's arm and him getting swiped on the cheek. Letting out a scoff, he moved back and acknowledged the creature and what he was facing. It wasn't as difficult as the shadow before, and seemed to be a lumbering fool. Indeed, this fight wouldn't be too tricky compared to the other, and already he could see he had done some damage to the undying.

Health: 27/30
Weapon: Candle (1d6)

Blighted Mob Health: 14 / 20

He rushed around the foolish creature, taking a blow as a sacrifice to get close and strike once more. Again, the undying seemed to scream out in pain as the candle seared the other arm, the darkness on the body sizzling a moment before the skin shuddered back into place.

Disgust showed on the Jinn's face as he moved back away from the creature, his posture calm and his eyebrow raised a moment before looking to check on the others.

Health: 24/30
Weapon: Candle (1d6)

Blighted Mob Health: 9 / 20

As he watched the two others fight out of the corner of his eye, he could appreciate that they were magic bound reapers. At least they were interesting, and he didn't mind having them around to fight near his sides and blind spots. He'd rather have sorcerer than a banshee any day.

Letting out a growl, he raced back to slam into the undying, ignoring the shivering he felt when he was too close. It was nothing like the giant horse-like creature, but it still was uncomfortable and fueled him to keep fighting and trying to take the thing down.

Moving back from the hit, he realized he was exchanging decent blows. While he still was quite strong, the undying seemed to be fighting to keep up the pace. A dark smirk crossed the Jinn's face - it was almost down. Just a little more.



Health: 21/30
Weapon: Candle (1d6)

Blighted Mob Health: 6 / 20

He lunged close, but barely struck the thing yet again. Bren wanted to blame it on the fog, but it was relatively clear here.

HP: 51/60
Damage: 2 can u not bren
Blighted Undying: 11/20

Next she went for the demon boil's mob, finishing it off with a neat smack of her fishing rod.

((HP: 23/30
Dmg: 7
Blighted Mob HP: dead))

Davyne nodded back, equally focused on the fight. As the demon boil moved to attack the last mob, so did she, taking advantage of its distraction to give it a hard smack.

((HP: 20/30
Dmg: 4
Blighted Mob HP: 3))