Waking up with a doozy of a headache, Lewis rubbed his head, still ringing from...whatever he was going through. Urgh, what the hell on Earth was that! I dreamed that I was still living with Betha-
For unknown reasons, he suddenly felt the urge to vomit over the floor. Beside him lay Simon, suckling on his thumb as he kept moaning for his mother. Celine lay ruled up in a ball, her countenance bright red. When she gazed at him, her eyes quickly darted before hiding again. Weird... Anyways, what happened– Oh My God!
In front of him lay the bisected body of a Succubus, still flopping with the little life she had left. Despite her magnificent assets, instead of feeling any sexual arousal, all he felt was disgust.
Meanwhile, their Orcish father stood beside a bronze casket, flicking his knife to remove the traces of blood that were stuck on it. Knocking over the box, Titus' face showed confusion, for even he knew not what lay behind it. Just as he was about to force open the casket, the coughing sounds behind him forced him to switch his attention somewhere else, in this case, the trio who were under Sexulia's spell.
"Oh, awake now? Well, either way, come here if you can, cause I need to know what is inside the damn box..." Pointing his hands at the bronze casket, Titus ordered the yet-confused Engineer to help open the closed box. "You do know that ...*barf*... that I'm still dizzy, right? And even if- *BARF!*"
Vomiting all over Sexulia's body, Simon could no longer keep himself steady. With a loud plop, he fell into another coma. Rolling his eyes, Titus hauled the casket over his shoulder, willing to wait in order to open the casket.
But before he could do so, a bright explosion filled the air near where the dungeon collapsed...
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Running down the street, Duncan and Goblina, despite being heavily fatigued, forced themselves to muster on towards the bright flash of light. Especially Duncan, for he felt his stomach sinking, an immutable proof of a bad omen.
No, this's just another case of bad stomach ache, right...?
Shaking his head, Duncan continued his journey to where he saw the bright flash. Despite his unease, he still forged on, desperate to end this madness once and for all. Increasing his speed, he accelerated himself using the Swiftness Potion that Goblina made (along with the farts that came along with it– Goblina: Sorry!)
Ignoring the passing of wind, he got closer and closer to the street where the bright light flashed from, only to crash head first into a green wall.
"Oh shit! Who the fu– Oh hey old man, it's you..."
Looking up, he realised that it was Titus he crashed into, dragging along in his shoulders the fainted figures of Lewis, Simon, and...Celine?
Eyes raised in question, he quickly shut it off once he felt Titus glaring at him. OK, keep your secrets...
Just then, another explosion rocked the streets. Fearing that they just be too late, Titus ordered Goblina to wake the trionup. "Don't care how you do it, just wake them up!"
Saluting, she rummaged through the bag, before taking out a bottle of an unknown fluid. "This baby should kick them up faster than they can say 'Marlowe's your debtor'! Heheheh, say 'aahhh'..."
Opening the bottle, the resulting smell-splosion was so intense, Titus himslef nearly passed out due to the sheer power of the stench. But it did its work...
"Oh God, what is that smell!?"
"Goddess dammit, who opened a can of Verrotisch here!? Don't you know it's been outlawed as a weapon of mass destruction!?"
"Oh mai– *Barf*! "
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Now all awake, they all stood after cleaning themselves from the vomit that was all over them (courtesy of Celine). After cleaning his shoulders, Titus, still simmering, nonetheless began commanding.
"Right, the SCREEECH! and the ensuing horde was one thing, but what came out from under the dungeon's a whole 'noted level of clusterfuck. We need to gonand scout the region, before constructing a plan. Goblina, you're the lightest among us, go and scout for us– Shit, duck!"
Grabbing as many of them as possible, Titus lunged to the side, as the shop to his side exploded from the resulting projectile. Coughing in pain, Eldruis wheezed himself into existence, unable to talk due to his shattered jaws, only saying one thing:
"Run..."