47 The Trio VS Spooky

"Shit he one shot her! Jenny stop healing we don't have a revive spell and her names gone from the party so focus on us! Chunk use that new weapon of yours and play tank for a bit while I circle around!" Yells Elrick as he fades from sight and the bushes nearby rustle.

"Prey Sneak? Hah! Prey sneak from sight but Spooky best hunter. Smell you, heart you, feel preys feet upon the soil. Come prey, let me taste your courage!" Growls the beast as it charges towards an empty space near its left. Releasing a growl, a red energy appearing in front of the beast, crawling towards the area before a crouched Elrick fades back into view with a look of panic on his face.

Leaping toward the dwarven rogue, Spooky lets out a cackling snarl as he slashes downwards with a claw. The sharpened digits catch the dwarf's Chestpiece and a horrid ripping sound is heard before a scream of pain resounds throughout the clearing.

"You idiot! Beasts like that thing don't need to see you, we can smell you man! Focus on whittling him I got this." Says Chunk as he brings his new weapons to bear in front of him, two shining steel knuckledusters with castyr fangs protruding from the knuckles. Glaring at the wereboar, Spooky stands up from where he was thrown, several small holes glinting with blood from his neck and face while Elrick shakes his head and glances down to see his bare chest through several large holes in his leathers.

"I have a new spell I can try but we need it to be slow! Its not a fast spell but it looks like a dark creature and I can do extra damage!' Whispers Jenny as she begins throwing heals towards Chunk, his hp dipping dangerously from each blow with the boss.

Elrick begins throwing knives towards the boss, most bouncing harmlessly off its rugged coat before one strikes Spooky's lip. Yelping sharply the boss jumps back and fades into the forest while the trio reconvene in the center of the clearing.

"It's stealth is strong but I can still smell the things blood. Left!" Shouts Chunk as he unleashes a wound up jab towards the empty area near the group, a thumping sound coming from his fist before Elrick dashes forward with both his daggers thrust forward. Growling in pain the form of Spooky fades back into view with Chunks fist being held in its maw, both daggers deep in its belly as trickles of blood fall from its body. Upon jumping backwards the beasts body begins glowing an ominous red as the muscles in its body bulge.

moving forward cautiously, Chunk takes on a boxer's stance and throws a jab towards the enraged beast but as his fist lands the boss blurs. Turning around he barely tags the bosses side before it collides jaws first in Elrick, the dwarf's daggers swinging forward in surprise as he tries to move to the side of the attack. The punch from Chunk sends Spooky off course and the boss barely body checks the dwarf before turning its attention forward and smiling viscously as it rushes toward the smallest member of the trio.

"Crap! Umm Guys help!" Screams Jenny as she starts to run towards the exit of the room, her short legs making good time before she bounces off the barrier that's locked down the boss room.

"Jenny use the skill!!! You got this just use it and run towards us!" Yells Elrick as Jenny nods frantically before a bright light orb appears in her hand as she stands back up.

"O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." Chants Jenny as the orb glows brighter in between her hands as she brings them to her face to pray. Mumbling under her breath the pulling of a pin is heard before the small girl counts to three, not two nor one and most definitely not four. Upon hitting the number three Jenny lobs the orb above her head towards the approaching form of Spooky and dives towards the boss, barely going under its jaws but receiving several spikes in her back from the elongated spikes on his tail.

As she rolls away from the bosses back the orb lands in front of Spooky, the boss going to fast to avoid the bright orb as a blinding light fills the boss room. Pressure builds from the impact zone as the trio are blown off their feet and flung from their places, landing in heaps in the brush while Jenny barely holds onto a branch from a tree, several moans coming from the trio before the barrier to the boss room fades and what remains of Spooky is found sitting in a pile near the impact zone.

"Jenny what the hell was that..." Groans Elrick as he watches Chunk stumble towards the hanging girl just as she loses her grip and lands on the wereboar, knocking him down again as his body begins morphing back into the chubby human he began as.

"It's a spell I learned called the Holy Hand Grenade. It drains my entire mana pool plus any regen I would gain both naturally and from equipment for 24 hours and funnels it all into a single light and holy infused attack. It doesn't discriminate between friend or foe and I can only use it once every two days but it does triple damage to dark aligned creatures." Jenny explains as they glance at the singed body of Spooky, most of the front half of his body no longer existing as scorch marks stain the ground where the front paws would normally sit while the back half of the boss is still releasing vapor.

"Scary as hell, but let's get a potion in you and Chunk first while we wait for Anissa or that red woman who gave us the quest. I don't know about you but I could sleep for a month after this." Elrick says as he falls on his ass beside chunks now snoring form, a bottle already in his hand as he smiles in relief of surviving.

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'That's from the Python movies Tilly! I'm not even kidding it even eludes to it in the skill description!!!'

{Holy Hand Grenade-Unique Spell Mana Cost-All mana available to the caster within a 24 hour period. Effect- Creates a timed explosive that channels all of the casters available mana into a single explosive burst. Does triple damage to dark/evil aligned creatures and quarter damage to all light/good aligned creatures. Description- The holy hand grenade is a spell that comes a far off world, its use against a ferocious long eared demon that had terrorized the country side is legendary as a mighty king and his loyal knights fought the demon in order to procure a mystic relic. Although many knight fell to the beast the holy hand grenade blew through its defenses and ended its reign of violence for good.}

"Yes and like I've mentioned to you everything that exists in one worlds fantasy has a chance of being reality in another. Take that game you talk about, the one with the red and white balls and capturing of monsters. That may be a game for your people but I'm sure there's a world out there with that exact premise or at least similar. Now shush Anissa doesn't look happy that the tall ones dead, but she hasn't shown herself yet." Tilly nods as we watch the group slowly recover while putting a tent over Hilda's body.

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"Congratulations adventurers! I'm glad to see you made it past our resident alpha! Or well, most of you anyways I suppose. You fought well and from that you became stronger and more knowledgeable not just of this fight and boss but of your own party dynamics. And since the dungeon is very pleased with your performance I have with me the gift that your team is lacking!" Tyr says happily as she steps to the side, a short girl with shoulder length black hair and a button nose standing behind her shyly.

"This is Sarah, although she's only nine she already knows some buffing spells, two attack spells, and a summoning spell for a formidable melee combatant. She is blessed by the dungeon and as such the dungeon decided only a party it knew it could trust would be granted the option of having her join their party! I'll leave you kids to get to know each other while I have a word with your babysitter." Tyr explains happily before walking towards the fallen body of Hilda, the form of Anissa dressed in black leathers standing over the corpse with her blades in hand and a look of anger on her face.