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“Oh, hey, young lady, you’ve come again?” said Dr. Amamoto upon seeing the group once more. “Would you care for some ‘Fried Monster Fly’, ‘Smoked Scorpius’, or ‘Man-eater Salad’?”
“Oh, ahahahaha… Th-that’s quite all right, thanks. G-goodbye.”
“Oh, hey, young lady, you’ve come again?” said Dr. Amamoto upon seeing the group once more. “Would you care for some ‘Fried Monster Fly’, ‘Smoked Scorpius’, or ‘Man-eater Salad’?”
“Oh, ahahahaha… Th-that’s quite all right, thanks. G-goodbye.”
Since Alisa and party didn’t have ranged weapons, the fight was pretty much one-sided. They were all getting shot at by beam guns, but the actual beams themselves were not very strong; the most damage it could do was leave a slight burn. However, with so many opponents, it managed to leave some damage. (-2 CP, -1 HP)
Alisa and the others were being pushed towards the edge of the cliff. The ground below was littered with what resembled a burial mound.
When they edged closer, the Motavian natives suddenly disappeared.
“Damn it, we’ve been tricked! Hurry, we’ve got to get out of here!” yelled Tyrone.
But it was too late. The burial ground below suddenly hollowed, and from the bottom of the cliff an enormous army of Antlions appeared.
The party proceeded alongside the steep rugged rock.
“Hey, do you get the feeling that the ground is moving?” asked Alisa.
“There’s something in the sand!”
Just when they thought the sand was swelling up in all directions, a terrifying long, tube-like monster appeared! It was a 10 meter long Sandworm!
Sandworm: 13 + BP (1-C)
Alisa & Party: CP + BP (2-B)
The Green Dragon spit flames from its mouth, as if threatening Alisa and party.
Green Dragon: 19 + BP (1-C)
Alisa & Party: CP + BP (2-E)
“Oh, wow – there’s some nice stuff in here,” said Tyrone, his eyes alight as he walked into the Armor Shop of the village of Eppi.
Tyrone was fond of both armaments.
(Whether you choose to buy them or not is up to you. If you buy something, please write it on your Item List and subtract the price from your MESETA. Add 1 CP for each item bought. )
After leaving the Armor Shop, the party headed for the planet Motavia.
“Ew! I can’t stand slimy things!”
“But even so, you still managed to beat three of them by yourself,” asserted Tyrone, finishing off the last enemy.
Our heroes were not fazed by the likes of slimes now.
Alisa slashed through the air; her sword collided against the enemy. The Skull Soldier’s neck cracked and its head rolled off concurrently with its blade slashing through the corner of Alisa’s shoulder. (-1 HP)
“Cut my skin and I’ll break your bones,” said Alisa. “Don’t worry,” she continued, gripping her blood-stained shoulder. “It isn’t as bad as it looks.”
The party retraced their steps and headed back towards the corridor they came from.
The Machine Guardian began firing a beam gun at them. A beam pierced through the darkness and grazed Alisa’s arm. (-2 HP)
“Ooh, no you didn’t!” Alisa, without flinching, stood defiantly before the robot. Dodging the next beam, she drove her sword into the camera on its head. Tyrone then severed its head with his ax, for good measure.
“Are you okay, Alisa?”
“Yeah. It’s just a scratch. —Oh, look out, duck!”
The Machine Guardian began shooting out blue sparks, and then exploded. (+1 CP, +1 MP)
“Phew — thanks to that, there’s a hole in the wall. We can get out from there,” said Tyrone.
The two Green Slimes came flying at Alisa’s head and latched onto her face.
Alisa, unable to breathe, struggled and squirmed before falling over. (-1 HP)
However, because she fell forward, she managed to crush the Green Slimes. It wasn’t a body press; it was a face press.
“Oh, yuck, I hate this! Whoever’s responsible for this better come out!” Alisa was the type to get emotionally worked up and attack. “On top of that, I’ve reached a dead end already… I’ve gotta turn around.”