"There are more levels, Duo," Trowa pointed out. They found another staircase leading down yet further into the ruins beneath the Tower.
On the second level, they began encountering monsters; mostly skeletons and other zombies drifting the hallways, although they did root out a few nests of the omnipresent little demons -- light brown, this time. Their numbers began increasing as they went down to the third level, and on the fourth they began seeing strange shimmery-like creatures that seemed to wrap around a human and drain out that person's energy. Wufei's claws slashed through them without effect, as did Heero's scepter, but fortunately they seemed to be vulnerable to fire, and Quatre and Trowa made short work of them.
"How many levels are there in this place?" Quatre wondered as they found yet another staircase. As soon as they descended into the fifth level, though, they noticed the change. Unlike the previous four floors, which had all been identical in layout, this one was different. Sharp corners hid the rest of the level from immediate view, and the narrow passages quickly gave way to a large, open hallway lined with torches. It was empty, but at the end of the hallway was a long-legged basin filled with what appeared to be blood.
Quatre, remembering the line about "the rejuvenating blood of a hundred virgins," gagged and turned away, and Heero looked grim. Duo, though, leaned over the basin with an expression of interest. "Amazing," he murmured. "There are no living people around for miles. How does she keep it fresh? Getting hold of fresh blood for spells is almost impossible in the academy..."
Trowa saw Heero's face darken with rage, and quickly grabbed hold of Duo's braid, dragging him back from the grisly container. "Ow, hey!" Duo yelped, hands flying up to his abused scalp. "I was just looking! Geez, if the Countess kept her life force stored in that stuff or something, then we could get rid of her right now without having to fight her!"
"Too late," Quatre called nervously. There was movement in the shadows, and then the party found themselves rushed by dozens of monsters. They were zombie-like, but had none of a zombie's sluggishness in their movements; they were deadly fast and agile. Behind them, a woman with skin the color of a drowned corpse stood over an intricately gilded chest, with a viciously spiked club in her hand. "Here for plunder?" she smirked, and her voice grated on everyone's ears. "My halls are lined with bones of treasure-finders!"
"We're not here for treasure, demoness!" Heero shouted back. "We're here to put a stop to your evil!"
The countess said nothing else as she waded into the fray. The warriors fought fiercely, Wufei and Heero with their weapons, Quatre with his magic, and Duo and Trowa using some of each. One of the Dark Lancers went after Relena, who kept trying to retreat far enough to use her bow, so the two of them ended up chasing each other around the hallway.
Re: World of Darkness (GW/D2)
Date: 2006-02-21 10:01 am (UTC)"There are more levels, Duo," Trowa pointed out. They found another staircase leading down yet further into the ruins beneath the Tower.
On the second level, they began encountering monsters; mostly skeletons and other zombies drifting the hallways, although they did root out a few nests of the omnipresent little demons -- light brown, this time. Their numbers began increasing as they went down to the third level, and on the fourth they began seeing strange shimmery-like creatures that seemed to wrap around a human and drain out that person's energy. Wufei's claws slashed through them without effect, as did Heero's scepter, but fortunately they seemed to be vulnerable to fire, and Quatre and Trowa made short work of them.
"How many levels are there in this place?" Quatre wondered as they found yet another staircase. As soon as they descended into the fifth level, though, they noticed the change. Unlike the previous four floors, which had all been identical in layout, this one was different. Sharp corners hid the rest of the level from immediate view, and the narrow passages quickly gave way to a large, open hallway lined with torches. It was empty, but at the end of the hallway was a long-legged basin filled with what appeared to be blood.
Quatre, remembering the line about "the rejuvenating blood of a hundred virgins," gagged and turned away, and Heero looked grim. Duo, though, leaned over the basin with an expression of interest. "Amazing," he murmured. "There are no living people around for miles. How does she keep it fresh? Getting hold of fresh blood for spells is almost impossible in the academy..."
Trowa saw Heero's face darken with rage, and quickly grabbed hold of Duo's braid, dragging him back from the grisly container. "Ow, hey!" Duo yelped, hands flying up to his abused scalp. "I was just looking! Geez, if the Countess kept her life force stored in that stuff or something, then we could get rid of her right now without having to fight her!"
"Too late," Quatre called nervously. There was movement in the shadows, and then the party found themselves rushed by dozens of monsters. They were zombie-like, but had none of a zombie's sluggishness in their movements; they were deadly fast and agile. Behind them, a woman with skin the color of a drowned corpse stood over an intricately gilded chest, with a viciously spiked club in her hand. "Here for plunder?" she smirked, and her voice grated on everyone's ears. "My halls are lined with bones of treasure-finders!"
"We're not here for treasure, demoness!" Heero shouted back. "We're here to put a stop to your evil!"
The countess said nothing else as she waded into the fray. The warriors fought fiercely, Wufei and Heero with their weapons, Quatre with his magic, and Duo and Trowa using some of each. One of the Dark Lancers went after Relena, who kept trying to retreat far enough to use her bow, so the two of them ended up chasing each other around the hallway.