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"Not as necessary as that, lass," Darico snapped, keeping one eye open for the High Elf who had accompanied Rhona into the Pit. "I would think a half-Elf like you would be smart enough to live out your days on the surface, but I guess you're just too greedy." He winked as he faded back into the shadows. "Pity to make you bleed. I'd rather make like old times and take you to bed after another good heist. Until next time, Rhona."

Rhona acted quickly and efficiently to treat herself as Link caught up to her, bandaging up her side as she downed a potion from one of the pouches on her belt, but Darico had his reputation for a reason, and she suspected that he had punctured a lung. No time to worry. She had to let the potion keep her pain at bay and sharpen her concentration so that the zombies did not lay hands on her. A single scratch might mean the end of her, and she had no intention of joining the ranks of the Undead.

Jen and Larry noticed Matthea, and Larry grinned at her like a dying man grinned at the sight of water in the desert as he said, "I'd remember those tits anywhere! Tell you what, girl: My offer still stands. Become a part of my business, and you'll make a lot of my dreams come true." He blinked, catching himself. "I mean, I'll make a lot of your dreams come true. That's what I said there. It just didn't sound like it. Haha."

Larry did not notice that Jen had a stiletto in the palm of her hand. Neither did Matthea, but she at least suspected it as she replied, stepping back and disappearing from sight, "I'll remember your kind offer, Sir Larry." She had managed to bind the injury on her hand, and she only needed the smallest spells to keep the zombies from getting too close, but she still had to take care around any of the other adventurers there.

Link and Rhona then inadvertently surprised Key and Fox, prompting Link to act on his reflexes and throw a boomerang from his belt that snuffed the flame Key had at the tip of his Keyblade, making Key stumble backwards into a wall, knocking the breath from him, though Fox quickly helped him up as Link and Rhona pushed past both of them.

Ahead, Whiskey noticed that he had already almost reached the end of the map he had acquired from the corpse of Melon, and he also noticed Archmage blasting zombies a short distance ahead of him. As long as the zombies continued to focus their attention on the magic-user, Whiskey had a good chance to continue his exploration unmolested, so he paused to offer a mock salute that Archmage had no chance of seeing.

Fiske spotted Tomo before the samurai could draw her blade, and he tossed a flask of liquid fire at her, but he underestimated her speed, and she used her scabbard to knock it back at him, though he managed to dive to the floor and crawl off to safety, avoiding the worst of the resulting explosion. Between that and the injury that Rhona had inflicted upon him, though, he sensed that he had already almost reached his limits.

Game Lord then reached the end of the tunnels first, discovering a wall of earth that looked like it might have been a hasty attempt to conceal a crack in the rocks. Perhaps it had been left by adventurers from a previous Contest? No matter. He decapitated the last of the zombies to block his path, taking a moment to chop off its arms and legs in order to keep it from continuing to track him before he started hacking at the earth. More of it collapsed than he expected, half-burying him, though he forced his way through it, noticing that the passage before had the look of carved stone, not the dirt and loose rock that had composed the tunnels above his head ....

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-- I Abibde / Samuraiter
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