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Marcellus power. And somewhere inside… Lucinda is running out of time. The air smelled of oil, metal, and danger. Sheraphina, Elias, Julius, and their respective men weave between towering crates. Something feels wrong. Too quiet again. Elias noticed it first. “…Stop.” Everyone freezes. But it’s too late. Because above them—hidden between beams—Riker grins down. “Well, well,” he called out. “A Vale princess, a Marcellus heir, and the cold-hearted Trent boy. What a party.”

The players eyes widened in terror, as the three figures emerged from the shadows. Medusa stood tall, her hair writhing like snakes, each strand tipped with venomous fangs. Her eyes glowed like embers, piercing through the darkness. A stone-like mask covered her face, except for her full, crimson lips, curved into a wicked smile. The Reaper loomed beside her, his presence like a shadow cast over the land. His eyes were empty sockets, his skin gray and decaying. A black hood covered his face, and his tattered cloak billowed behind him. His blood streaked soulcutter was held firmly to his chest as though passing a silent warning.

Another came and I went for his eyes, making him stumble blind into Kai's path. Then I saw him. Reaper emerged from the chaos, his scarred face twisted in a cruel smile. He came straight for me, ignoring other fights happening around him. "Marcus wants you alive," he called out. "Everyone else dies. But you get to watch first." "I'm not the helpless girl you helped steal eight years ago," I said, my knife ready. "I'm Luna now. Trained and deadly. Come try to take me." Reaper laughed and attacked.

"That's why he's called the Reaper. You'll never be able to learn a Cursed Technique if you can't harness your Essence" "Essence?" She left him. Joe stood up. The Reaper. One who escorted souls to the after life. A Cursed technique was a deadly technique. He was learning techniques to kill enemies. He was preparing for war.

’ I shout, blinking and appearing behind them. Vermillion runs and circles them, breathing fire onto them. Harpies screech, and Minotaur swing and throw their axes at us. ‘Repeliate!’ I shout, sending an invisible wave, knocking the axes away. Reaper flies around the Minotaur, wrapping a shadow around their ankles and tripping them over. Alec’s fingernails extend. He leaps up into the air and claws across the necks of the Harpies in one big swipe. Dozens more come running toward us, ‘Quickly! Onto Vermillion,’ he shouts.

No one is ever going to rescue us, and their constant begging only eggs on the Pearl Reapers. The lashes fall harder, the shrieks grow louder, and pearls fall like rain into the water around us. “That’s it, harder!” The head Reaper praises his men. “Give them more!” We give nicknames to all the Reapers. We know little about them, other than that they belong to the Bloodstone pack. We’ve never seen them in their wolf forms, so we name them based on their human appearances. We call the head reaper Cyclops – christened thus for the jagged scar running through his left eye socket; his sight solely dependent on his right eye. Unfortunately his aim is no less precise for the disability.

This female elf is naturally Reya, the archer. Just like Navi, Reya was on her way back to SC Pier City to deposit her spoils within the guild building located there. Along the way, she came across a few herbs she couldn't identify but recognized the aura they gave off as rare plants so she is now carefully harvesting them. As Reya was putting the newly harvested herb away, she heard faint sounds from the distance.

Reaper's the big black guy isn't he? Clara smiled. "You guessed it. Doesn't surprise you, does it? Reaper got brought over about eight years ago. He was in special forces in the army, but one of those sub-organizations that doesn't technically or legally exist. He's the best sniper that I've ever seen, and he's scary and dangerous. He's a real bonus to Shane, and he's the loyal sort. Get on his good side, and you've got a very lethal friend for life. Cross him --" "I think I get the idea," Shamira said.