29 A Familiar Face 3 (2/2)

Grabbing my arm he removed my hand, and tape appeared in his hand that was sparkly and had little demented smiley faces on it. He quickly tapped up my shoulder and effectively sealing the wound up.

”Anytime and place Mistress,” he replied although it didn't have his normal sarcasm to it. It was more serious, leaning back against the table. I felt sweat pour down my face and along my back, I felt horrible.

Like I'd eaten something bad, and was suffering from food poison.

”Envy did you kill them?” I ask him quickly, feeling a burning sensation of rage.

”Yes, but it would appear that even if I kill them more appear. I think we've wandered into a spawning ground for goblins,” he told me as he wiped my blood off his hands.

”Great, can you kill them? They had to have gotten in here somehow that would be our ticket out of here!” I felt the excitement.

”There are too many for me to do alone,” he shook his head and cast a glance around the table.

”Let's go, I'll help you,” Haru's replies standing up all of the sudden in his hand was a scythe. It glowed a glittering gold, like his eyes. He gave off an electric feeling of power, his body blurred and then I heard the sound of screams.

Envy moved as well running quickly into the battle.

Taking a deep breath, I crawl towards the end of the table and peak my head out checking out the carnage that I could hear. The sound of blades cutting into flesh was like a symphony of bloody music.

The room was awash in a golden glow as Haru swang his scythe cutting down swaths of goblins here and there. I also noticed that there were ghost starting to float down from somewhere, the room had actually changed.

It was far longer, and there were more and more monster's pouring into the room. It was becoming a battlefield, for every monster that they killed two more would appear to take its place.

They were holding there own, but I could tell that the odds were starting to not moving in the favor. Soon we'd be overrun by the goblin vermin.

I needed to do something, I needed to help them!

”Alice, I have a suggestion!” The Witch of Blood's cute little voice rang out in my head.

”What?” I ask her quickly.

”You've got thirty-three skill points, if you add them to my level you can increase my rank to Primitive Rank one, at that point I can use the blood of the monster's that they've killed to support them,” she replied.

”Let's do that then,” I told her.

”Thank you, one moment,” her voice chimed softly.

[Player has used twenty-six skill points to upgrade ”Witch of Blood” to Primitive Rank One.]