But what really surprised her was the offering of an apple gel. Being pat by a ghost was the last thing that she would have expected, and it was still a little chilling for obvious reasons. Rita wasn’t going to think too much about that.Ī small shiver ran through her body when she was pat. Apparently Erma knew some healing artes or something despite being… well. Rita lifted her own hand to brush against her face. Everyone in Aspio did generally leave her alone after all, and… At least it was just her and Erma right then.
She knew that no one was ever going to let her live it down if they found out she’d freaked out like she had. Her first reaction to Erma reaching out to brush her hand against her face was to tense up and squeak a bit. “Maaaaybe we can go over to my place, it’ll be quieter.”ĭemon-blood-youths Lightning Empress: Amelia “U-Uh hey Ink how about we go somewhere else? I think we overstayed our welcome here.” She’ll pay the repair bills later! She’d rather not get yelled at by a pissed off owner today. “AThat was gonna cost her, sure she had cash to burn but still… “SO COOL, SO COOL, SO COOL!”Īs for the arcade, it was…like totally demolished.Īfter that brutal display of overkill, the surviving thugs decided to cut their losses and run the hell away! Amelia didn’t notice, as she was too busy blushing over Ink’s enthusiastic cheering and applause to care. “Amelia….” Ink began, “THAT WAS SO AWESOME! IT’S BETTER THAN COOL!” Ink yelled happily, clasped her hands as she starts to hop giggly. Ink’s jaw drop at the amazing move that Amelia demonstrated. Something cool is about to happen! As the Ogre came close, Amelia unleashed a concentrated blast of electricity sending that Ogre flying straight through the ceiling and out of here! She watched when she raised her palms up before hearing static. If there’s something that Ink likes or loves watching. “Hey Ink, wanna see something cool?” Amelia said. She is going over to help Amelia out but then she says something interesting,
Then she looks over to Amelia seeing that Gourmet Ogre coming over to her. She hears a ring ding means she strike high with the high striker. Then she does slam her sword on the punk’s foot on top of the pad, crushing his foot eliciting a pained yell from the punk before she raises her sword and slams him into arcade game. Ink looks back and grins, she skips as the punk steps onto a high striker. He’s also part of the family too!” Ink is dodging swings from a punk. There was another person there named Duke. He just wants me to become strong which I’m doing. “Yep! I couldn’t believe it! He gave me a sword and told me to go do whatever I want. If she was so powerful trapped in a ring, then her raw power when she had a body was something beyond his imagination…
How did he do that?” Yugo asked, as he had never seen the Shushu at full strength before. “Actually, I don’t think you’ve mentioned how Armand managed to best you when you were at full power.
Still, as he’s carefully traversing the last half of the traps, he couldn’t help but ask another question. He could feel that they were almost at the end…call it an adventurer’s intuition. Well that was a relief, if there was no big boss monster at the end then they’d be outta here quicker than he thought. You could learn a lot from him, I almost regret not being able to meet him again, as I promised I wouldn’t resurrect him once he died.” Pointing out the way to go with her shadows, there was almost a somber tone to her manner of speech that was subtle, but not showing true remorse probably from her own pride. How do you think he even managed to subdue me at full power? Albeit, he was rather wise as well, Yugo. Otherwise Armand was rather average in terms of strength, speed or otherwise… he was just a rather good trap maker to the point even a few gods feared his work and even commissioned him to make traps for their palaces, treasure hoards or otherwise. At worse? He would simply kill you with a trap but I doubt he would attempt to do so in his tomb for his full potential… as he actually wants you to find my book. As Shushus just can’t help it when it’s in their nature, but Ombrage had at least more self-control than most, “Good, I would hate moving around the filthy forest just to find you food and no, Armand was a master trap maker, not a Golem Creator. Thankfully that section was already covered in ‘What to expect from Ombrage as practical jokes and how worried should you be?’, which would tell of many other practical jokes that could potentially get you killed, even if she didn’t mean it.