Apparently, Leila’s arm had been caught under the falling chandelier a few moments earlier, and in its disappearance, her damaged arm had been freed again. He could fathom the vines that moved around her arm like snakes, seemingly functioning as alternative bandages or something else. Either way, he was relived due to her calm voice that signaled that things were under control again, and with the arrival of another person who claimed to have been a healer, things truly seemed just fine. Or well, putting aside the questions about this gala, that was. Mura, personally, had a fair share of thoughts about all this, but he was trying his best to focus on doing what felt like the only necessary thing to do; find these Mystic Candies...
Even hat-chan had gone out to do her best as he slowly ruffled his own hair. Turning his gaze towards Mythica, he nodded after her words. “Yeah, I guess,” he replied courageously, whilst the bandages that were holding Harusame on his back were pulled off by his own hands as he advanced out into the gloomy nothingness. As soon as the shaft was apparent, he unsheathed it without hesitation as he suddenly felt quite Midian once again. Not to long after, Kyuken appeared as a ghost ball right beside his face as he advanced forward whilst having his eyes everywhere. Those Evening Sprites that the Regent talked about… he was going to target them in order to gain the specified candies. He already heard voices, despite having thought that it would take a while to find anyone else within the darkness, but… was that… was that quacks? Did he hear right? “… You heard that?” he spoke silently to his samurai ghost. The spirit couldn’t but nod in worry, also confused that quacks were heard now. They barely got much more time to guess the source of those sounds as fairly large, black frogs began leaking out from the black mists. Just as the shaman was charging towards their position, they too leapt with their extremely elastic legs towards him as well, each lashing out their dark-orange tongues. Mura saw them coming ahead, but without Kyuken’s spirit fused within his own, he had no choice but to evade the tongues as he dashed up into the air. However, as he held his gaze at their tongues for a brief moment, they weren’t aimed at his torso… neither were they aimed at his head. He landed in the middle of the two tongue’s paths as he was found seemingly trapped, for now, the two toads charged towards him whilst their tongues made their ways around his back to try and lock him in. Rapidly, Mura managed to swing Harusame once, and he specifically aimed at Kyuken’s spirit ball form as the metallic blade bathed in the samurai ghost’s essence and merged, triggering the requirements for one of his many spells.
Spirit Bind: Keishihai!
By the impacts with his spirited blade, the tongues appeared to have felt rather too numb to continue their trajectory as they fell onto the ground, leaving Mura free to send another short cut towards the charging frogs who were taken by surprise. He uttered not a single word as they were pushed back, whilst he moved Harusame across the front and swooped the frogs away, his tuxedo only having caught a tad saliva from their tongues earlier. He slowly turned his face around both to track down potential, next opponents and to look over at how the others were doing… the fog, though, made that difficult for him. “Candy is raising from the grave again… uh,” he stated, but something felt rather weird in his comment, “I mean… argh, nevermind. Kyuken, next time, we’re going with that new technique, roger?”
Mission WC: 618 (1st post, two more to come)
Even hat-chan had gone out to do her best as he slowly ruffled his own hair. Turning his gaze towards Mythica, he nodded after her words. “Yeah, I guess,” he replied courageously, whilst the bandages that were holding Harusame on his back were pulled off by his own hands as he advanced out into the gloomy nothingness. As soon as the shaft was apparent, he unsheathed it without hesitation as he suddenly felt quite Midian once again. Not to long after, Kyuken appeared as a ghost ball right beside his face as he advanced forward whilst having his eyes everywhere. Those Evening Sprites that the Regent talked about… he was going to target them in order to gain the specified candies. He already heard voices, despite having thought that it would take a while to find anyone else within the darkness, but… was that… was that quacks? Did he hear right? “… You heard that?” he spoke silently to his samurai ghost. The spirit couldn’t but nod in worry, also confused that quacks were heard now. They barely got much more time to guess the source of those sounds as fairly large, black frogs began leaking out from the black mists. Just as the shaman was charging towards their position, they too leapt with their extremely elastic legs towards him as well, each lashing out their dark-orange tongues. Mura saw them coming ahead, but without Kyuken’s spirit fused within his own, he had no choice but to evade the tongues as he dashed up into the air. However, as he held his gaze at their tongues for a brief moment, they weren’t aimed at his torso… neither were they aimed at his head. He landed in the middle of the two tongue’s paths as he was found seemingly trapped, for now, the two toads charged towards him whilst their tongues made their ways around his back to try and lock him in. Rapidly, Mura managed to swing Harusame once, and he specifically aimed at Kyuken’s spirit ball form as the metallic blade bathed in the samurai ghost’s essence and merged, triggering the requirements for one of his many spells.
Spirit Bind: Keishihai!
By the impacts with his spirited blade, the tongues appeared to have felt rather too numb to continue their trajectory as they fell onto the ground, leaving Mura free to send another short cut towards the charging frogs who were taken by surprise. He uttered not a single word as they were pushed back, whilst he moved Harusame across the front and swooped the frogs away, his tuxedo only having caught a tad saliva from their tongues earlier. He slowly turned his face around both to track down potential, next opponents and to look over at how the others were doing… the fog, though, made that difficult for him. “Candy is raising from the grave again… uh,” he stated, but something felt rather weird in his comment, “I mean… argh, nevermind. Kyuken, next time, we’re going with that new technique, roger?”
Mission WC: 618 (1st post, two more to come)