After Flos finished counting down to sixty. She let out a small giggle, but it was frigid. It made the whole room fill with a deadly silence. " You know, a creature like you would be better off in a butcher shop than here. Would you like to know why?" Flos asked with a cold smile on her face. The ghost began letting out a high pitch-grinding sound; several glass objects shattered from the noise.
"hehe eh, so you can see me; I wonder if I'll be able to paint with your blood. I was thinking about how they'll reward me for such a find. Maybe they'll let me eat half of you're soul. "
The ghost had a face half rotting flesh, and the other half was just a skull. The skull part of the ghost's face seemed dyed red, but that was the dried blood of its victims on its face. Its midsection was that of a woman's, and its legs appeared to be rotting goat's legs. But it still had the embodiment of a spirit.
"I don't think you realize what position you are in." The ghost hissed. " You're a nobody; you have no power to stop me. Your blood is old, as old as time." it let out a high-pitched sound shattering the glass windows around the building.
" That's a hilarious joke. I mean, I can't even prove you wrong about me; but that doesn't mean I don't have a trick up my sleeves." Flos said. A smirk kept growing on her face; this angered ghost.
Flos looked it right in the eyes, showing no fear of it. The ghost made a popping noise and was no longer in her line of sight. "That trick won't work on me!" She shouted, "You pull a trick where it looks as if you fled, then you grab five knives, not six, but five blades covered in nightshade poison. You would keep two in your stomach if the five knives you threw at your victim didn't work. You then make yourself appear behind them, stabbing them in their back; and making it seem like a cold-blooded murder."
"Good job, little piglet, you're so clever." the ghost snickered at her. "But that doesn't mean you won't get Skewered like a pig." it hissed. Flos then saw the five blades head toward her at lightning speed; there was no way to dodge it, so she stood there just smiling.
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Hell's Towers
AdventureIt began long ago. How many have died since that time? Too many. Where should I begin? I have no idea. Let's start with a wish and the greed of Humans. What is the desire, the want for power, nothing but power and money. And that wish leads to chaos...
