It was an odd procession that walked down the empty halls of Liscor\u2019s undead ruins. Not that the ruins were undead; rather, they were infested with the undead.<\/p>\n
In theory. No one had seen a corpse yet, living, undead, or just dead. But they were ready.<\/p>\n
Still, it was an odd group Ryoka found herself walking with. And an odd formation as well. She hadn\u2019t given it any thought when she\u2019d known she was going in to find her friends. Ryoka had assumed she\u2019d be running into the ruins as fast as she could, avoiding traps and monsters every foot until she found the Horns of Hammerad.<\/p>\n
It would have been a suicide run in any case. What would she have done even if she\u2019d found them? Carried them out on her shoulders hundreds of feet while dodging monsters, armor and all? She couldn\u2019t even lift <\/em>Calruz.<\/p>\n She hadn\u2019t been thinking. That would have killed both her and the people she had come to rescue. She had to use her head.<\/p>\n Some thought then, had gone into the procession that walked through the ruins. The group had decided to walk two abreast, so that no one was without a partner, but also so they were staggered out in case something came from behind.<\/p>\n It felt like one of those horror movies to Erin, but at least this time she\u2019d placed herself in the middle. And they were walking together, not with one idiot stuck in the back where no one could hear them. Even so, she kept looking over her shoulder every few minutes.<\/p>\n Somewhat predictably, Ksmvr was stuck in the front with Toren. No one wanted to walk with him and Toren could see just as easily in the dark as in the light. Pisces and Rags walked in the rear, theoretically furthest away in danger but hypothetically first to be stabbed in the back. But between Rag\u2019s ears and Pisces\u2019 paranoia, ambush was unlikely.<\/p>\n That left Erin and Ryoka in the center. They walked together, looking around as they passed from room to room in complete silence.<\/p>\n That didn\u2019t mean their group was silent<\/em> of course. Ksmvr glided through the darkness like a ghost, but Toren rattled when he walked. Pisces muttered to himself as he shuffled and tripped over his robes, Rags scuffed along and Erin\u2014<\/p>\n She literally clanked<\/em> as she walked. Ryoka wanted to ask what all the frying pans were for, let alone the bag of rocks but she was too busy looking around in the darkness.<\/p>\n She and Ksmvr would have to do most of the fighting, depending on how useful this Pisces was. She almost wished she could tell Erin not to come. Her and that Goblin\u2014how useful could they really be? Ryoka kept worrying as she searched for the first shambling corpse.<\/p>\n But no one came. No monsters, no undead, not even any dead bodies. The emptiness of the ruins was unnerving, and the strain took its toll on everyone.<\/p>\n After about ten minutes of heavy breathing, pounding heart, and jumping at every shadow, Erin couldn\u2019t take it anymore. She looked at Ryoka. The tall girl was walking quietly, bare feet padding on the stone floor as she tried to look in every direction at once. Erin cleared her throat and Ryoka jumped and glared at her.<\/p>\n \u201cSo. It\u2019s pretty dark.\u201d<\/p>\n Rags glanced sideways at Erin. No one else said a word. Every nerve was taut with tension, every eye scanned the dark corridors and empty rooms for danger, signs of movement.<\/p>\n \u201cI mean, I don\u2019t have a problem with dark places. But this is really dark. And spooky. But the architecture\u2019s nice. It reminds me of one of those old cathedrals, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces glanced at Erin\u2019s back quizzically.<\/p>\n \u201cCathedrals? You mean\u2026buildings of worship? There are a few scattered around, but I\u2019ve never\u2026does this place remind you of one?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not the exact same, but this reminds me of the ones in Rome and places like that. What\u2019s the one called with the painting on the ceiling?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka sighed loudly. She stared at Erin and gestured pointedly at Ksmvr and Toren as the two ranged ahead of the other four.<\/p>\n \u201cShouldn\u2019t we be quiet<\/em> so we don\u2019t walk into an ambush?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDo we really need to? I\u2019ve got [Dangersense]. It\u2019s this skill that allows you to, um, sense when danger\u2019s coming.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka tried to keep from curling her lip.<\/p>\n \u201cI know that one. Ceria says it doesn\u2019t work for some types of danger. Traps, for example.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, are we going to be silent the entire time? I bet that\u2019d be scarier than talking.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRest assured that I remain petrified no matter how we choose to spend the journey. But Erin does have a point Miss, ah, Griffin. I can sense undead as they draw near to me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? So where are they?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces looked hunted.<\/p>\n \u201cAround. Somewhere. These ruins are saturated in death. So many undead lurking here for hundreds, possibly thousands of years\u2026I would know if they were right behind us, though.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWonderful.\u201d<\/p>\n The four walked on in silence. Erin wondered whether she should keep talking, but the momentum was lost.<\/p>\n After five minutes Ryoka muttered a few words.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s the Sistine Chapel, and it\u2019s in the Vatican, not Rome.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI thought it was in Rome.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe Vatican is a separate state. It\u2019s within Rome, but technically it\u2019s a state by itself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh. That\u2019s cool. I didn\u2019t know that. The Pope rules there, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPretty much.\u201d<\/p>\n Why were they talking about the Pope in the middle of an abandoned ruin? Then again, Ryoka didn\u2019t know Erin that well. Maybe she was really religious.<\/p>\n Again, Pisces glanced suspiciously at Erin and Ryoka\u2019s back. Rags was busy picking at her ear.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s a Pope?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka immediately tensed, but Erin immediately replied.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s like a super [Priest]. If they existed. Which apparently, they don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces eyed Erin, but he seemed to accept her convoluted explanation.<\/p>\n \u201cSo he\u2019s a hypothetical [Priest]. I see.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYup. We could really use him right now, too. A [Priest] could totally take care of all the undead we meet. Turn undead, holy water, all that good stuff.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can do much of the same.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Why do you need us, then?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces sniffed<\/em> at Erin. He reminded Ryoka of exactly the sort of person she hated. Or at least, one of the types of people on her hate list, which, it had to be said, was quite large. He was a prissy, self-important know-it-all if she was any judge. Exactly the sort of person who talked big and never delivered\u2026<\/p>\n And who was right now risking his life to save Ceria and the others. Ryoka paused and had to rethink her thoughts.<\/p>\n \u201cI can deal with most forms of the undead quite easily. It\u2019s ah, the Crypt Lords that pose a considerable threat to me.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are Crypt Lords? You mean those huge fat things with bones for teeth?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. They are above my level, so to speak. I cannot so easily destroy them as they resist my magic.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCrypt Lords? Is that a stronger type of the undead? Like a Lich?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA Lich? You mean an undead wizard thing?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stared at Ryoka, and then at Pisces.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease tell me one of those<\/em> isn\u2019t around. Aren\u2019t they immortal?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces looked amused.<\/p>\n \u201cHardly. A Lich is simply the undead version of a spellcaster. They\u2019re quite dangerous in numbers or even alone, but they\u2019re hardly immortal. And I never saw one in the attack on Liscor, so I believe we are quite safe.\u201d<\/p>\n That was another thing. Pisces had been there during the attack on Liscor, and so had Erin for that matter. Ryoka had missed the entire thing.<\/p>\n She had a hard time imagining these Crypt Lords, even though Erin was quite vocal with her descriptions. Moreover, she wondered how bad the attack had really been. She had a hard time imagining Pisces surviving a real attack, and Erin told her she\u2019d defended her inn from the undead. Ryoka didn\u2019t think Erin was lying, but\u2014<\/p>\n If she\u2019d survived it, how bad could it really have been? A few hundred undead? And apparently some monster made out of skin. Ryoka just didn\u2019t see the horror in it if Erin had gotten out unscathed.<\/p>\n And if she\u2019d survived, maybe the Horns of Hammerad had as well.<\/p>\n Erin was still talking about the Crypt Lords. She held up a glowing green jar, one of the ones she\u2019d taken from the inn. There were two of them in her bag of potions.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve got just the thing for them, right here.\u201d<\/p>\n It didn\u2019t look like the other potions Ryoka had seen in the markets in human cities. She wondered what it did.<\/p>\n \u201cMay I see that?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces backed away from the jar as Erin held it out to Ryoka. The mage\u2019s reaction made Ryoka accept the glowing container warily. It wasn\u2019t particularly warm or cold to the touch, and the liquid sloshed around like most Newtonian fluids. That was the extent of Ryoka\u2019s insight on the jar.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s acid.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka nearly dropped the jar. Her skin prickled and she immediately felt a cold sweat breaking up across her body.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin looked blank.<\/p>\n \u201cUm, Acid Fly acid? I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n Acid flies? Ryoka remembered the menu in Erin\u2019s inn. Acid flies. She\u2019d thought Erin was joking. But\u2014<\/p>\n She sloshed the liquid gingerly in the jar and inspected it. It was glowing green, exactly like the fake slime you\u2019d expect to see in a kid\u2019s science kit.<\/p>\n \u201cA hydrochloric acid of some kind? Will it eat through the glass?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think so. I don\u2019t know what kind of acid it is. Um, it doesn\u2019t really touch metal or stone that much. It only dissolves flesh and skin. But it does that really <\/em>fast.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at the jar. She had doubt about its efficacy, but had an opportunity to see the acid in action soon enough. Ksmvr paused as he rounded a corner, and then he and Toren were running back towards the others.<\/p>\n \u201cUndead. Ghouls, up ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s heart began to pound, but the others reacted differently than how she expected. Pisces nodded, Rags drew her sword, and Erin lifted the glowing jar with a determined look.<\/p>\n \u201cRight, you get behind us.\u201d<\/p>\n Ksmvr hesitated, but Toren glanced at the glass jar and immediately moved behind Erin. The skeleton\u2019s sword was drawn and Ryoka was mesmerized by his blue eyes. She tried to concentrate. They were coming.<\/p>\n \u201cI can handle five. How many were there?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEight. Two were wounded.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve got one.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin lifted her acid jar as Ksmvr took a position flanking her. Pisces pushed back the sleeves on his robes and narrowed his eyes. Now Ryoka could heard growling and the dull thumping of flesh on stone. She was ready for this. She had learned to fight as a child. She could do this. She could\u2014<\/p>\n The first Ghoul bounded around the corner on all fours, so quickly Ryoka was transfixed. By the time she had recovered, it had already been joined by six more bodies, Drakes and Gnolls, all dashing across the ground.<\/p>\n The undead weren\u2019t supposed to run. But these things were sprinting<\/em>. Ryoka was shaking. Eight? Eight was too many. She\u2019d have to fight two at once. She glanced at Pisces. He was raising his hand and Erin was lifting the jar of acid. Too slow. They\u2019d never.<\/p>\n \u201cDecease.\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces crooked his finger, and Ryoka heard a crack.<\/em> One of the Ghouls in the front tumbled down, and she saw its spine twisting<\/em> around under his rotted flesh. He stopped moving, tripping up the others.<\/p>\n The mage moved his finger and pointed at a second Ghoul. And the third. They fell down each time, spines breaking with horrible grinding sounds.<\/p>\n Another Ghoul leapt forwards. Ryoka nearly jumped at it, but Erin threw her jar. The glass stuck the Ghoul mid-jump and he crashed into the ground. Smoke began steaming up from his flesh as the once-Drake rolled around, clawing at his body.<\/p>\n Now the Ghouls were a few feet away. Pisces raised his other hand and pointed. Two Ghouls collapsed, and the last two howled<\/em> as they ran at Erin.<\/p>\n This was it. Ryoka\u2019s legs tried to move, but she was too slow, for once. Next to her, Toren leapt towards the first Ghouls and Ksmvr caught the second with both swords and daggers.<\/p>\n It was a blur. Ryoka saw Toren stabbing at the Ghoul and then grappling on the ground with it. Ksmvr was slicing apart his foe as Erin held a frying pan at the ready, shouting something. The Runner stared as Toren and the Ghoul rolled around on the floor. She couldn\u2019t help them.<\/p>\n Suddenly Rags darted in front of Ryoka. The Goblin darted forwards and stabbed. The Ghoul stiffened, and Ryoka saw that Rags had stabbed the dead human in the back of the head. Toren rolled away from the now completely dead Ghoul and grabbed his sword before he got to his feet.<\/p>\n The skirmish was over. They had won.<\/p>\n And Ryoka\u2014<\/p>\n She hadn\u2019t done a thing.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Erin noticed Ryoka staring at one of the Ghouls after the excitement had ended. The Runner girl was pale, but she was looking at the Ghoul hit with the acid. Erin was slightly regretting throwing that jar, now. She only had one left. Toren had been collecting acid from the traps, but pickings had been slim and she\u2019d used up her entire supply fighting Skinner.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry. That one\u2019s dead. And the others won\u2019t be getting up any time soon.\u201d<\/p>\n They had better not. The ones Pisces had killed by snapping their spines weren\u2019t moving, and the other two were in pieces thanks to Rags, Ksmvr, and Toren. As for the one Erin had hit\u2014<\/p>\n It was a puddle. A glowing, green puddle with half-dissolved parts slowly melting away. It was actually quite a hazard, given that the others would have to walk around the spreading stain.<\/p>\n But Ryoka seemed only half-interested in the dead Ghoul. She was staring at the dissolving body and frowning.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka glanced at Erin and pointed at the acid.<\/p>\n \u201cThat makes no sense. Acid doesn\u2019t dissolve things that quickly. If it were that strong, it would have eaten through the glass jar in seconds.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWeird, huh? But it makes for a good weapon, don\u2019t you think? I\u2019ve been selling it to the Goblins and making good money, too!\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at Erin.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve been selling that<\/em> to Goblins?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUm\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut how does it not destroy those jars? Why does this acid only target flesh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMagic?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s face told Erin quite clearly what she thought of that idea.<\/p>\n \u201cMagic should still make sense. This doesn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s how they eat.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka turned. Pisces was mopping at his forehead. He was sweating. From the effort of casting those spells? He nodded at the nearly dissolved Ghoul and the now-sludgy pool of green.<\/p>\n \u201cThe ah, Acid Flies use their acid to render dead flesh into a syrup-like substance as you see before you. They then collect as much of it as possible for nourishment, for themselves and the females.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe females?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. All of the acid-bearing flies are male. They supply the females with nourishment and scavenge for dead bodies. It was quite ingenious of Miss Solstice to harvest their liquid, although you can see the dangers clearly enough.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at the pool of acid. It was easier to stare at the unidentifiable green goop instead of the dead bodies of the Ghouls. She felt queasy, but tried to force it down. They\u2019d won. The Ghouls had been easily dispatched. Almost too easily. But then, Ryoka hadn\u2019t done much. She hadn\u2019t done anything, really.<\/p>\n But next time she\u2019d fight. Once things were serious, she\u2019d play her part.<\/p>\n She was sure of that.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The group travelled on for twenty more minutes before they were attacked. Pisces was just explaining how his patented spine-snapping spell was a product of a more advanced spell of [Necromancers] that he\u2019d repurposed when he looked up and shouted a warning.<\/p>\n Fifteen undead, a mix of zombies and skeletons, surged out of an open doorway and ran towards the others. Again, Ryoka nearly froze as she saw their rotting frames and the burning lights in the eyes of the skeletons.<\/p>\n Pisces cut down several undead, but this time there were too many. Erin delved into her pack and threw something\u2014a rock. Ryoka expected it to miss or not do any damage, but the stone cracked <\/em>into the head of one of the skeletons, shattering part of the bone and sending the skeleton spinning to the floor.<\/p>\n And then they were on top of the group, clawing, biting, trying to kill Ryoka.<\/p>\n The girl saw Ksmvr lashing out lightning-fast with his swords and Toren charging into the center of the group before a zombie lurched at her. She raised her fists as the mostly-rotted woman approached, rotted teeth gaping as she grabbed at Ryoka\u2019s arm.<\/p>\n Kick it. All of Ryoka\u2019s instincts told her to kick, and she did. Clumsily.<\/p>\n It was no devastating roundhouse kick that hit the rotted woman in the stomach, but a pushing kick, meant to keep the woman away. But even that failed, because when Ryoka\u2019s bare foot struck the woman in the stomach, it tore and caught in the rotted flesh of the woman\u2019s intestines.<\/p>\n The feeling was horrible. Slimy, squishy, and lukewarm. It threw Ryoka off balance, and the undead woman seized her.<\/p>\n Punch her. Knock her away. Throw her to the floor. Ryoka had a thousand options, and she took not one of them. She stared into one ruined eye and felt the putrid breath of the zombie woman on her skin. And she couldn\u2019t fight back.<\/p>\n She froze up. She couldn\u2019t help it. It was a dead body, a dead human come back to life. This was reality. It wasn\u2019t a monster, and this wasn\u2019t a game. This was real.<\/em><\/p>\n And it was trying to eat her.<\/p>\n The zombie opened her jaws impossibly wide and bit at Ryoka\u2019s face. Ryoka shouted with horror and hurled her back. A bit of dead flesh fell off the woman\u2019s face and landed on Ryoka\u2019s cheek, near her open mouth. Ryoka flung it away, but then the zombie was over her, reaching for her. The zombie was going to kill<\/em> her\u2014<\/p>\n A frying pan crashed into the zombie\u2019s face, breaking what remained of the nose with a crunch<\/em> and sending it sprawling to the floor. Erin bashed the zombie to the ground and hammered it on the head as it lay prone on the floor. When she lifted the frying pan it was slightly deformed and bits of hair and skin were sticking to the side.<\/p>\n \u201cEw, ew,\u00a0 ew!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n The girl didn\u2019t take long to complain, though. She whirled and bashed another skeleton down. From her position on the floor, Ryoka saw the skeleton fall and then the lights go out as Erin kicked<\/em> the skull right off the rest of the body, sending it crashing down the long corridor.<\/p>\n The last zombie fell down, Rag\u2019s sword in his gut and one of Ksmvr\u2019s daggers still cutting through his throat. Erin looked around and sighed in relief. The other undead were gone.<\/p>\n Which left her with adrenaline still pouring through her veins and her frying pan. Erin stared at it. She\u2019d killed three zombies and one skeleton with it. That was good, but now parts of each dead corpse were sticking to the side of the pan.<\/p>\n \u201cOh god. That\u2019s gross.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin turned green as she shook bits off of her frying pan. She took several deep breaths, trying to get the stench of rot and death out of her nose. She tried not to vomit and looked at Ryoka. The other girl was still staring at the zombie Erin had killed. Her face was white.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, are you okay? That zombie didn\u2019t bite you or anything, did it?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin held out a hand to Ryoka. The other girl stared at it, and then at her. Ryoka\u2019s eyes travelled to Erin\u2019s pan, and the nameless substance dripping from the side.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, right. I\u2019ve gotta clean that off. Um. Good thing I\u2019m not using it for cooking, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n The barefoot girl stared at the frying pan, and then at Erin. She ignored the offered hand and stood up slowly. She looked around at the dead bodies, the sliced corpses, and inhaled the scent of death. She looked at Erin. Her face was deathly pale.<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka? Are you okay?\u201d<\/p>\n That was when Ryoka threw up.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cYou know, it\u2019s not like just anyone can go into the ruins and fight undead monsters. You\u2019ve gotta be pretty brave to do that, let alone barefoot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you were trying to fight with your bare hands. That\u2019s like\u2014double brave, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd we all think you\u2019re brave, isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin glanced around. Ksmvr and Pisces both nodded obediently.<\/p>\n \u201cIndisputably.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat is correct.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBesides, you ran through the High Passes by yourself<\/em>. And you survived giant wolves and evil goats and gargoyles. You\u2019re not a coward. You know that.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka sat on the ground, shaking. She knew she should say something. But she couldn\u2019t. Her throat was still too tight.<\/p>\n Erin was trying to comfort her. And her words were<\/em> actually helping. But they didn\u2019t take away what had happened.<\/p>\n \u201cI froze up. I couldn\u2019t fight back.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHey, it happens to all of us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDid it ever happen to you?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin had to think about that.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. But it\u2019s nothing to be ashamed of. Anyone would freeze up if a horrible zombie tried to eat their face.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared up at Erin, and the innkeeper smiled encouragingly.<\/p>\n \u201cCome on. We\u2019ve got to keep going.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was on her feet so fast Erin blinked.<\/p>\n \u201cWe can\u2019t stop. We\u2019ve got to get there in time. Let\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n She started walking. Erin exchanged glances with the others and hurried after her.<\/p>\n Ryoka slowed to let Erin catch up, and even more so Ksmvr and Toren could move ahead again. After all, she\u2019d proven she couldn\u2019t do much if she got attacked.<\/p>\n Erin sidled up to Ryoka and kept pace as they walked further into the ruins. Ryoka could feel Erin glancing at her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re uh, that\u2019s a pretty quick recovery, there. You feeling alright?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was being honest.<\/p>\n \u201cWe could stop if you need more time\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ve got to get to the Horns of Hammerad. I\u2019ll live. I\u2019m just\u2014I\u2019ll be fine.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka smiled bitterly.<\/p>\n \u201cAfter all, it\u2019s not like you need a coward to fight anyways.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHey.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin grabbed Ryoka by the shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not a coward.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI couldn\u2019t fight back. I nearly got myself killed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou were fighting with your bare hands\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI took martial arts lessons since I was eight.<\/em> I\u2019m a certified martial artist and I\u2019ve been in fights countless times before this. I\u2019ve seen monsters. But I couldn\u2019t kill that zombie. Why? What\u2019s the difference?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stalked on ahead. Erin thought as she hurried to catch up. After a few minutes, she offered the only answer she could think of.<\/p>\n \u201cI guess it\u2019s because you\u2019re not a killer.\u201d<\/p>\n She saw Ryoka stop in her tracks. The Asian girl stared at Erin, face shadowed in the light of the floating orb hovering next to her face.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s just a thought.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin shrugged awkwardly. She couldn\u2019t really explain it that well.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s just\u2014fighting, martial arts? All that stuff\u2019s self-defense, right? And it\u2019s like a sport.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo? It\u2019s meant for combat.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut not for killing. Right?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka hesitated.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not the first option, but if it comes to that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut it\u2019s never come to that, right? I mean, have you ever killed someone? Ever stabbed someone or broken their neck with a karate chop or anything?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka thought back to the Goblin she\u2019d kicked, long ago. She remembered the horrible way his neck had crunched<\/em> and shuddered.<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe. Once.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell. I uh, I\u2019ve killed a lot of things.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka looked at Erin. The shorter girl looked away from her, into the darkness.<\/p>\n \u201cThe first thing I killed was a Goblin. A Chieftain, actually. He was huge and evil and he wanted to kill me\u2014I burned his face off with boiling oil.\u201d<\/p>\n It was as if Ryoka had taken a step that was no longer there. She stared at Erin as the other girl continued.<\/p>\n \u201cI killed some other Goblins too, I think. Well, they were stabbing me so I hit them\u2014and I killed some Shield Spiders, and then some undead. It\u2019s not as if I\u2019m an adventurer and go around killing things, y\u2019know. But I had to. And the thing is, everything screams when it dies.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at Ryoka. There was a hollowness in Erin\u2019s gaze. A cold void.<\/p>\n \u201cEverything. I don\u2019t enjoy it. I hope I never will. But I can kill things. Other monsters, or even people. Not just dead people either. If it came down to it, I could kill someone trying to kill me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2026I see. But I\u2019ve fought people too.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you\u2019ve never killed them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. No, I haven\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n The pieces fell into place. Ryoka got what Erin was trying to tell her.<\/p>\n \u201cI guess that\u2019s why I became a Runner. I don\u2019t have the\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cStop.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin pushed at Ryoka, and the other girl stumbled. Ryoka looked back at Erin, and saw the other girl was shaking her head.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a good thing. It\u2019s a good thing you can\u2019t kill people. Even dead people.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut I nearly died. If it comes to it again, I might have to fight. Or kill.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd if you have to, you probably will. But I think not killing things is good, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Yes.\u201d<\/p>\n After seeing the look in Erin\u2019s eyes, Ryoka had to agree.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cSo, you don\u2019t have a class? That\u2019s so weird.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was getting used to Erin\u2019s wide-eyed looks of surprise. There was something inescapably innocent about Erin\u2019s curiosity. It just drew answers out of Ryoka that she had no intention of giving. That was the problem; it was easy to talk to Erin.<\/p>\n And worse, Ryoka enjoyed it. After the fight with the zombies, the undead presence had vanished for a time. Ksmvr and Toren had run across individuals and small groups which they dispatched without bothering to inform the others of, which left time for talking.<\/p>\n And suddenly, talking was something Ryoka wanted to do more and more with Erin. She had depths. Not like an onion or a cake or parfait or something stupid like that. She had depths like a puddle you stepped into which turned out to be as deep as an ocean.<\/p>\n But she was still refreshingly shallow in areas like this.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s a uh, it\u2019s a choice I made. I know it seems stupid given this world\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, what? No. No, I don\u2019t think so. I\u2019m not judging. You do you, and all that. I was just wondering how you did things without skills.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was beginning to wonder that herself. But she had a theory, and she\u2019d come too far to abandon it just yet. Maybe\u2026but she changed the subject to keep the conversation light.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re um, good at fighting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou think so?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka knew<\/em> so. She\u2019d seen Erin fighting with her frying pan, and despite the other girl\u2019s lack of any kind of martial training, she was wickedly dangerous. And strong. Ryoka knew that was probably because of a Skill, but it amazed her even so.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy are you using frying pans, though? And what\u2019s with all the rocks?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s all part of my master plan.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin grinned at Ryoka as she brandished her new frying pan. She\u2019d abandoned the old one a while back, claiming it stank too much.<\/p>\n \u201cSee, I\u2019ve got this [Bar Fighting] skill, right? It only works when I use objects I could find in a bar, or in this case, a kitchen. If I pick up a sword I don\u2019t move nearly as well and it\u2019s harder to hit things. So I thought a frying pan would be perfect!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd the rocks?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve got [Unerring Aim] and [Lesser Strength]. I can toss those things hard enough to kill some zombies.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026actually impressive.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka had to admit it.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, well, I thought if you have the skills, why not use them, y\u2019know?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s creative. I think that\u2019s more the point.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, let\u2019s assume this is a gaming world.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka paused, and looked behind her. Pisces stared at her, and Rags yawned and looked around, clearly bored. She knew she shouldn\u2019t be saying anything, but Pisces had heard most of their conversation. And Erin trusted him, and he\u2019d fixed her leg. And there were others in this world anyways, so it wasn\u2019t a big a secret as before. Maybe\u2026<\/p>\n He\u2019d probably already guessed something was up if he had half a brain, anyways. Ryoka turned back to Erin.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I\u2019m no expert. I never played board games when I was younger.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMe neither. I mean, I tried D&D once or twice, but I like chess more.\u201d<\/p>\n Another surprise. Where did they come from? Ryoka liked chess. Maybe she could play Erin a few games. Hopefully Erin wasn\u2019t a sore loser.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat I\u2019m trying to say is that creativity always seems to be a hallmark of those kind of games. You can\u2019t do the same thing in video games, but instead of fighting your way through a dungeon, why not collapse the foundations? Or\u2014or if you\u2019re fighting an angry Minotaur, why not teleport him into molten lava or something?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBecause that\u2019d be really mean? I get it, though. You\u2019re saying it\u2019s possible to mess with the system, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOr at least take advantage of certain features. Assuming you want to follow the system, that is.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka frowned to herself but stopped when she saw Erin looking.<\/p>\n \u201cSo like what did you have in mind?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing in particular. But you know a lot of things from our world. It\u2019s possible you could incorporate that into your inn, somehow.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike how?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka had never put her mind to it. And now, trawling through dusty corridors below the earth wasn\u2019t a good time to think of new ideas. She suddenly looked at Pisces, struck by a thought.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, how about him?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces looked startled.<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPisces is a [Necromancer], right? He made that skeleton.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cToren.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExactly. But have you ever made an undead that isn\u2019t human? Or humanoid?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces frowned at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cI fail to see what you\u2019re asking. I have raised many forms of zombies, ghouls, skeletons\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut never anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSuch as what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA zombie bear, perhaps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA zombie bear?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stared at Ryoka in horror. Ryoka shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cIt would be far more powerful than a human zombie, I\u2019m certain. Or if not a bear, what about a spider? Have you ever tried reanimating things without bones? How about undead mice? Could you turn them into spies? Or\u2014undead birds? Can they fly?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces sniffed and drew his robes around himself defensively.<\/p>\n \u201cYou ask these things as if it were a simple matter. Nothing is further from the case, I assure you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh yeah?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin raised one eyebrow skeptically at Pisces.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s so hard about reanimating a bear? It\u2019s got bones.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh, but the alignment is completely different. The skeletal structure of a bear throws off every spell, making specialization in such a creature far too complex to be worth the effort.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin looked blank, but Ryoka thought she understood what Pisces was saying. The mage adopted a lecturing tone and his customary sneer as he explained.<\/p>\n \u201cNecromancer spells aren\u2019t simply a matter of reanimating dead matter with a bit of magical power. If it were that simple anyone could become a [Necromancer]. No, it requires an intricate knowledge of the way each body works to get spells animating dead flesh to move right, let alone restore what was lost.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but can\u2019t you just read a book on how to do it? Someone<\/em> must have made legions of undead bears at some point, right?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cEven if they had, where would I read such a tome? Necromancy might not be outlawed in every nation, but it is frowned upon almost universally. Even Wistram had few books on the subject, and what spells I did uncover were standardized incantations for humanoids only.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, so no one likes being a necromancer? That\u2019s sad.\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces sniffed.<\/p>\n \u201cYes, well, it is<\/em> a rare form of magic. There were no teachers at Wistram I could study under. I had hoped to find one accomplished practitioner, but he had long departed and his findings were equally non-existent. And the only other authorities on the subjects tend to be crazed madmen or cults who practice inferior quality mass-summoning\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He realized he was losing his audience. Pisces sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cSuffice it to say, proper reanimation requires several factors. Necromancers use dead bodies because bones are ideal vessels for storing magical energy and spell bindings, whereas mere chitin decays too rapidly to sustain a long-form spell.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin and Rags looked blank.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka translated.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s saying that he needs bones to properly animate a corpse. Spiders and other creatures without bones wouldn\u2019t last very long since there\u2019s nowhere to anchor the spell.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh.\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces lost a bit of his swagger as he stared at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cThat was\u2026quite well said. I see you have some knowledge of the transmundane yourself Miss Griffin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m no mage. But I understand bullshit quite well.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin laughed as Pisces turned red.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cSo\u2026you\u2019re a Runner, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka nodded. She and Erin were alone again. Pisces had retreated with Rags to the rear, and they were still talking. It felt good to talk, and besides, the undead had been amazingly scarce. Suspiciously so.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat did you do back home? I mean, did you have a job or anything?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI, uh, didn\u2019t need to. My parents were pretty rich. I was going to be a Freshman in college when I disappeared.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, really? I thought you would have already been a student. I mean, I\u2019m twenty, but I took a gap year because I wanted to play chess and earn money for tuition. What about you?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka cleared her throat awkwardly.<\/p>\n \u201cI uh, took a gap year as well.\u201d<\/p>\n Several, in point of fact.<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose I just needed a break from High School.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s cool. I totally get that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you\u2019re\u2026an [Innkeeper]. How did that happen?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know. I just wanted to find a place to be safe, you know? And I found the inn and it was really dusty.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDusty?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, really dusty. So I tidied it up a bit and by the time I woke up I was an [Innkeeper].\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about you? Why\u2019d you decide not to get a class? I imagine you would have gotten one, what with running around all the time and all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. I had the opportunity, but I refused. I didn\u2019t think it was a good idea.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin looked at Ryoka curiously.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n The other girl shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cThis system \u2013 leveling, and gaining Skills seems too much like a game.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, it does. But why not play the game? I mean, without my class I would have died several times over. So what\u2019s wrong with playing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf we\u2019re in a game, then there are rules. And someone who made the game. The question is: who? And what\u2019s the way to win?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot die, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n They found a long passage that seemed to slope downwards forever. Ryoka stared into the darkness and looked at Ksmvr.<\/p>\n \u201cIs this the way down to the second floor?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt appears so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s where all the adventurers never came back from, right?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin shuddered as she stared down into the pitch blackness.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd where that thing <\/em>came from.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka had never seen the thing Erin and the others spoke of, but she got the vibe from the way the others shifted. But still.<\/p>\n She looked at Pisces.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re sure the message said to go down there?\u201d<\/p>\n He nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cI was told they were hiding on the second floor. More than that I can\u2019t say. I\u2019ve cast the same spell to ask for more details, but Ceria must be out of mana. Or\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t say the rest. Ryoka nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ve got to go down there.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin nodded, but she still peered into the darkness uncertainly.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat if there\u2019s a second one?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe run.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh. Good plan.\u201d<\/p>\n It was probably the only plan that would work, too. Erin had no desire to fight that skin worm a second time, and without an army of Antinium to back her up, she wasn\u2019t going to try.<\/p>\n Although now that Erin thought about it, Ryoka was definitely the fastest out of all of them. It was probably a good plan for her, but Erin really hoped it wouldn\u2019t come to that. She\u2019d never liked gym class.<\/p>\n They descended into the darkness, one by one. And found\u2026.<\/p>\n Nothing.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Nothing. Not a zombie, not a skeleton, and not even a severed Ghoul hand. The group of six walked through the empty second floor of the Ruins, alert for any movement and finding none.<\/p>\n They came to an empty chamber and saw where the Horns of Hammerad and other adventurers had stopped for a rest. Erin looked around at the few dead bodies that hadn\u2019t gotten back up and sighed sadly when she found Hunt lying still in a corner.<\/p>\n \u201cPoor guy. He was just lying here with the others. I guess he must have been wounded or something.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at Hunt. She thought she recognized him, but his face was badly decayed. She shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cWhatever got these adventurers must have gone through quick if they couldn\u2019t move their wounded.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n As Ryoka looked at her, Erin explained.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was the monster. The skin monster. He\u2014projected fear. So much that you couldn\u2019t even move when he looked at you. Even if the adventurers were ready, I don\u2019t think they could have countered that.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s stomach twisted as she looked at the dead adventurers, butchered where they lay.<\/p>\n \u201cBut this is only a few of them. Where are the rest?\u201d<\/p>\n They found out soon enough.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cOh god.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stared down the corridor where Skinner had first appeared and wondered if she was<\/em> going to throw up this time. It was a horrible sight. Ryoka had thrown up again, and even Rags and Pisces weren\u2019t looking too happy.<\/p>\n The place where the Horns of Hammerad had fought their last and the open doors where Skinner had first emerged was still a scene of blood and death. Dried blood and rotted flesh, but carnage it remained. Erin walked down the corridor, trying to skirt the worst of the bloodbath.<\/p>\n The bodies stank of rot. Erin felt her stomach heaving even from this far away, and she was only glad that they were too far down for insects to have begun eating the bodies. Or rather, what remained of the bodies.<\/p>\n Skinner had passed down this corridor, and he had not left much in the way of identifiable features or even features for that matter.<\/p>\n Ksmvr beckoned Erin at the end of the corridor. He and Toren were unmoved by the death and he pointed to a set of huge, double doors at the far end of the corridor. The blood and guts were particularly bad over there.<\/p>\n \u201cThis must be where it came from. Look at those doors.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin looked. They were massive stone doors that had been opened wide to let someone, or something<\/em> out. She could tell that was where the skin creature had come from. Not just because of all the carnage, but because of the doors themselves. They had carved rune-things decorating the fronts, and more than that, they looked<\/em> like the door to the final boss\u2019s room.<\/p>\n Ryoka stopped heaving long enough to move closer to the doors. She stared down at a bent and broken piece of metal. Sharp teeth stared up at her around bits of white skin.<\/p>\n \u201cLooks like the remains of some kind of trap. Didn\u2019t work if that\u2019s what it was.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin stared at the ground. It was just\u2026bones and muscle and organs. No skin, no way of knowing who had been here. She remembered all the adventurers who\u2019d been in her inn that night. Some of them could be here. She could be staring at them, and she\u2019d never know.<\/p>\n Her heart hurt. But then Erin saw something glinting in the light from the mage\u2019s sphere. She bent to pick it up.<\/p>\n \u201cOh wow. A crossbow!\u201d<\/p>\n Rags looked around as Erin dragged the heavy, black thing out from where it lay. It was one of the few objects not drenched in gore. She lifted it, marveling at the weight and sleekness of it, and then her face fell.<\/p>\n \u201cBroken.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka walked over to look at the crossbow. It had been a magnificent weapon, once. But something had shattered the wooden base and it was so much string and metal, now.<\/p>\n \u201cToo bad. That thing might have been useful. I could have used it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, but it\u2019s no good now.\u201d<\/p>\n The Goblin\u2019s eyes followed the mangled weapon as Erin tossed it back down on the ground. She darted over as Erin and Ryoka inspected the vault from where Skinner had come from.<\/p>\n \u201cNow this<\/em> is a treasure room. Isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt looks like it.\u201d<\/p>\n It was hard for either girl to be certain. On one hand, the room Skinner had come from looked<\/em> like it fit the bill. It was large, cavernous, and filled with stone racks holding objects and crates. But the problem was that none of the things in the room looked particularly important.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s this?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin pointed to an urn. It was nice to look at, carved deeply and enameled with some pretty green stone that sparkled in the light. Ryoka peered at it and shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cSome kind of vase. Possibly ceremonial.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAn amulet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s made of stone!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, it\u2019s probably valuable culturally.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut not, you know, magically?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026Probably not.\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces looked up distractedly as he pawed through rows of goods on the stone shelves. He glared at Ryoka and Erin as if this were somehow their fault.<\/p>\n \u201cNone<\/em> of this stuff is magical! It\u2019s all\u2014mundane! This isn\u2019t a treasury. It\u2019s a storeroom of antiquities and keepsakes!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? But this looks like a valuable spot. Where\u2019d all the important stuff go?\u201d<\/p>\n The mage sucked in his cheeks angrily.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know. But numerous magical artifacts were<\/em> here, I can tell you that! I can sense their auras, but they\u2019re gone.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDarn.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin sighed. But this wasn\u2019t why they\u2019d come here, was it?<\/p>\n \u201cWell, the Horns of Hammerad aren\u2019t here. Or if they are\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019re not here. I\u2019m sure of it. Pisces, that spell you got. Did it say\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n He made a face.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. It was very faint. It just said \u2018Ruins. Second floor. Inside. I don\u2019t think Ceria had enough mana for any more than that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDamn.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin turned to the others. Toren had found himself a new sword, and Rags was busy lugging the broken black crossbow around. It was nearly as large as she was and Erin was sure she\u2019d never get it back to the surface. Pisces stomped out of the treasure vault and Ksmvr waited patiently as he watched back the way they\u2019d come. Erin looked at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere to? The other direction?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s the only place they could be. Let\u2019s hurry.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n —-<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The giant room full of tombs was the last place they came to. Ryoka\u2019s feet were hurting from the cold tiles, and she had layers of\u2026death coating the bottom of them. She didn\u2019t want to think about that.<\/p>\n Her feet were hurting anyways from all the searching. They\u2019d been to every room, checked everywhere for signs of life. But they\u2019d found nothing. And this, the last room in the Ruins was no more promising than the rest.<\/p>\n After a quick run through the cavernous room, Ryoka could see there was no one hiding in the room. The stone coffins were the only things in the room, and most of them had been opened to let their occupants out.<\/p>\n She jogged back to where Erin and the others were waiting and shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin\u2019s face fell.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re sure?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey\u2019d have to be the size of that Goblin to hide in here, and they would have heard me moving around. They\u2019re…not here.\u201d<\/p>\n It hurt Ryoka to say. But they\u2019d checked everywhere and this was it. She shook her head. She didn\u2019t feel sad. She just felt empty. Hollow. They\u2019d come all the way down here, for what?<\/p>\n Surprisingly, it was Pisces who resisted Ryoka\u2019s statement the most. He shook his head vehemently and snapped at her.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t believe it. Ceria is<\/em> down here, somewhere on this level. We simply must have missed her. We have to go back and check!\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka glared at him. She was tired and exhausted and knew he must be too. But she tried to be the voice of reason.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ve checked everywhere. If they were hiding, why didn\u2019t they come out when they saw us? And if we linger down here, more undead might come.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t sense any. I barely sense anything in this area.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou said there were hundreds of undead in the Ruins.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, they\u2019re not here.<\/em> And I refuse to leave without finding Ceria!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut where could they be?\u201d<\/p>\n This was the loudest conversation the group had had so far, and their voice echoed through the vast room, quickly swallowed up by the vastness. Erin pushed between Pisces and Ryoka as the two glared at each other.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay, okay, let\u2019s think. We can\u2019t give up just yet, but Ryoka is right, Pisces. If we don\u2019t find them soon\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n He turned away from her.<\/p>\n \u201cCeria is alive. She wouldn\u2019t have cast the spell, otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you can\u2019t contact her again, can you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. But there are a hundred reasons why she might not be able to reply. Imminent danger perhaps, or simply\u2026starvation. Without food or rest, her body would not be able to recharge her mana.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRight, I get that. But then where would she be? How could she hide from all the undead and that skin thing? Does she know [Invisibility] like you do?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. She never learned\u2026she is<\/em> alive Erin, I swear it. We must find her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, I know. But if we don\u2019t find her soon\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka turned away as Erin talked with Pisces. She felt like kicking something, or screaming, but she was afraid to make noise and attract attention. Even if Pisces said the Ruins were empty, it was disconcertingly quiet.<\/p>\n She looked around. Besides the three humans, the other three members of their group seemed less interested in the fate of the Horns of Hammerad and more in getting out sooner rather than later. Rags was squatting in a corner of the room, staring intently at the splinted crossbow she was still dragging around. Ryoka was surprised she\u2019d still hung onto it, but the Goblin was tenacious.<\/p>\n Ksmvr glanced hopefully at Erin every now and then. He was guarding the entrance to the tomb room, alert for any undead. He was probably just hoping they\u2019d call it quits so he could stop protecting Erin.<\/p>\n And Toren? Toren was peering at one of the stone coffins. Inspecting it as a possible resting place, perhaps. Ryoka shook her head. This was pointless. She\u2019d had such hopes, but the Horns of Hammerad\u2026maybe it had just been a fluke.<\/p>\n Or maybe they were too late. Pisces had gotten the message nearly a day ago, now. Maybe it had been too late even when he\u2019d gotten it. Perhaps the magic had taken too long to get to him. Maybe Ceria had died waiting for them while they were still arguing with Zevara.<\/p>\n It hurt Ryoka, but she had to face facts. Her friends had been good adventurers, but not miracle workers. It had been likely that they all died, and it was only her foolish hope that had convinced her they had survived where everyone else had not. After all, not even the Horns of Hammerad could cheat death\u2014<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s eye fell on Toren again. The skeleton was peering inside of one of the coffins. And then it clicked.<\/p>\n \u201cWait a second.\u201d<\/p>\n Erin and Pisces broke off as Ryoka turned to them.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think I know where the Horns of Hammerad might be. They\u2019re still hiding down here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces was suspicious. He glared at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cWe searched everywhere. If you\u2019re suggesting they made it out somehow\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, they\u2019re still here.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka began looking around the room as she spoke. She was looking. Most of the coffins were open, but a few had been closed. A few.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat if\u2026they were hiding somewhere no undead could get at them? Somewhere they\u2019d never go back to?\u201d<\/p>\n Erin and Pisces stared in the direction Ryoka was looking, and then at Toren. Erin\u2019s eyes widened.<\/p>\n \u201cInside the coffins?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s possible. If they left some room for air\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s check. Rags! Ksmvr! Toren!\u201d<\/p>\n Erin called out as Ryoka and Pisces ran towards the coffins. There weren\u2019t many in the room that were still closed. But there were hundreds of stone resting places. Ryoka ran from stone lid to stone lid. She heaved<\/em> at each one, shifting it just a bit so she could see inside. Dead bodies, rotted remains, bits of cloth\u2026<\/p>\n Nothing.<\/p>\n She heard the others doing the same. Ryoka tried another coffin and stopped. This was stupid. If the Horns of Hammerad were there, why wouldn\u2019t they hear her and the others? Why hadn\u2019t they come out yet?<\/p>\n \u201cCeria? Calruz! Gerial! Sostrom! If you\u2019re here, answer me!\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka shouted it into the empty room. Her voice echoed loudly as the others continued moving lids. Ryoka closed her eyes and listened. Nothing. Of course. It had just been a foolish idea. No one could ever\u2014<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n She froze. It was the faintest of sounds, at the edge of hearing. She looked around.<\/p>\n \u201cCeria?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026r\u2026a\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n There. There it was again. She hadn\u2019t imagined it. Ryoka ran in the direction of the sound. She crashed into a stone coffin and froze, ignoring the pain in her shin.<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n That one. Ryoka charged towards the coffin, vaulting an empty one. She ducked her head down. It was faint but\u2026yes!<\/em> There was a tiny sliver of darkness, enough for sound to come out of. And a voice. It was one Ryoka recognized.<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCeria!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka shouted the word, and Erin and Pisces whipped round. Ryoka heaved at the stone lid, pushing it as hard as she could. It was heavy, but then Erin joined her, and then Pisces. They shoved the lid to the ground where it cracked <\/em>against the stone. And there, inside the coffin was someone they recognized.<\/p>\n Ceria Springwalker smiled weakly up at Ryoka, blinking hard in the light from Pisces and Ryoka\u2019s orbs of light. Her face was pale and she looked gaunt, skeletal from starvation. But she was there. Alive.<\/p>\n \u201cCeria!\u201d<\/p>\n Pisces reached for her, but Ryoka got there first. With Erin\u2019s help they pulled Ceria out of the stone coffin. She was impossibly light, even more so than Ryoka remembered. She slumped to the ground, and Erin had to lift her to keep her upright.<\/p>\n \u201cCeria. We found you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou did. You did.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria\u2019s voice was a murmur and a whisper. She coughed, and suddenly everyone was fumbling for a water flask. She accepted a gulp of water from Pisces\u2019 flask and coughed most of it up. Ryoka tried to steady her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2026got my message. I\u2019m glad. I was afraid I\u2019d be trapped in there forever. I couldn\u2019t move the lid\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs there anyone else with you? Any of the other Horns of Hammerad?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka looked around. There were other coffins nearby, also closed. But Ceria just sighed. She looked at Ryoka, and shook her head.<\/p>\n Part of the world went still. A little less remained in it for Ryoka. Ceria shook her head, eyes shining with unshed tears.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no. They\u2019re all\u2014all gone, Ryoka.\u201d<\/p>\n She sighed, a ghostly puppet held up only by Erin\u2019s hands. Even now, starved and half-dead, Ceria still looked like a creature caught between immortality and life. Especially now.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s just me. What\u2019s left of me.\u201d<\/p>\n Then Ceria raised her hand, and Ryoka saw with a jolt that her right hand was gone<\/em>. All the skin down past her wrist had died, and what was left was just white bone and sloughed off flesh. The parts that did connect to the half-elf\u2019s healthy arm were blackened, almost like frostbite.<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at Ceria\u2019s ruined hand. Words failed her.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2014I don\u2019t\u2014Ceria.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s the price I paid to live. They\u2019re all dead, Ryoka. All but me.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria whispered the words. Her head was lolling and Ryoka realized she was on the brink of unconsciousness. The half-elf muttered the words.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s just me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd me!\u201d<\/p>\n Stone shifted<\/em>. Ryoka and Erin whirled around and saw Toren and Rags pushing another lid away. A very thin, very dusty Drake sat up and smiled at them. He had light blue scales, and he staggered as he half-slid, half-fell out of the coffin.<\/p>\n Erin stared at the Drake, mouth working. She finally found her mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cOlesm? You\u2019re here too?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s right!\u201d<\/p>\n He grinned weakly at her as Rags and Toren propped him up. Erin stared at Ryoka and then slapped her head as Pisces and Ceria looked at her.<\/p>\n \u201cOh. Right! 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