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Jinn wanted to join in. The energy was there, but he had a hard time following what she was saying nearly all of the time.

“...Hell yeah!” he screamed at the beginning of the transformation. At one point, he was free of Berry's mechanical interior and in free fall. Somewhat anxious of falling directly onto the seat, he reached out for where he assumed handlebars would be.

“WOO!” He was able to bring himself to the seat instead of slamming onto the ol' family jewels.

“Those are some shitty forms, I agree!” he called after her. Taking one hand off of one of the handlebars, he clutched at the air in the direction of one of the bears. Something started leaking from it and traced itself into Jinn's palm.

“Mercy joked about eating heat. HAH! Look who's jokin' now!”

HP: 100/100 | MP: 95/100

SPOILER: Click to show

ATK: 25
DEF: 00
AC: 10
HEAL: 00
STAM: 10
Level: 01

MAGIC.

Defense
Attack 1. Hit or miss.
Attack 2. Hit or miss.
Damage received: ??
Conditions: ??

Offense
Standard Action. Basic Attack
— Attack Roll: j4r||WOW +25
— Condition Roll:
Bonus Action. Siphon Soul
— Effect: Life Drain (1/3)
Potential damage: 22

MP used: 10
MP regenerated: 5

MAGIC
ABILITY NAME: Siphon Soul
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Jinn's attacks can steal both heat and life force from his enemies.
ABILITY TYPE: Life Drain

WEAPONS / ITEMS
ITEM NAME: Katana
TIER: 1
ITEM DESCRIPTION: A pretty standard katana, but is not damaged by its wielder's magic.

3

She pressed her ear near the hut's makeshift door. Her eyes searched sightlessly as she attempted to seize audio of something outside.

BANG!

A start clutched her heart, bringing her own hand to her chest. She grabbed the hand of the young child nearby and when reaching a window, climbed outside. She turned around and helped her son out of the home and then she started to run.

From the corner of her vision, she caught sight of the creatures hellbent on breaking their way into their home. They were bears.

Angry blue bears.

Panting – panicked panting as she ran, her son on her back. His weight ate at her stamina, but her pace was quicker with it than with the two running separately.

1 | Berry Everett-Bailey

“More fun in guessing...”

He was just staring into the distance. It was questionable how much of his attention was placed in guessing what was in there. She thought there were magical items in there – artifacts, even.

After Mercy's mention of booby traps – well, not much of a reaction from Jinn ensued at all. He just made a half-heated guess.

“It's probably a sex toy for a lover in a long-distance relationship. Anyway, this place here,” he said as if nothing out of the ordinary was said at all. “Raiders like it here, monsters like it here and a camel carrying an important-looking package paints a bullseye on our backs.

“You're ready for this?” His expression was far graver than it was prior. “This is weird coming from me, but I thought I was pretty O.P., but one glance from A.J. was all it took - Well, you know how the ol' Taimuai works.” He used both hands to point directly at his eyeballs.

3

Jinn was just kind of... following within Mercy's wake with a lumbering walk that screamed of his fatigue. He was approaching a desert and the temperature rose to invite the trio - camel included. Mercy appeared fine, so there was a large, somewhat explainable contrast between the two in that regard.

"What do I..." he began, trailing off to allow for another pant or two. "Think? I think hot weather suuuuucks! I didn't consider heat!" He stopped and slipped out of his hunched posture, looking upwards as if relief was somewhere in the clouds - if there were any clouds present that day.

"And before anyone mentions anything!" He glanced towards the camel. It looked back with the greatest amount of apathy Jinn had seen in ages. "I know I do the whole fire thing, but my fire I don't feel. The suns? I FEEL THAT!"

1

His fingers slid over the red buttons on top of the means of steering the chopper had. “No grand finale, just ratatata!” With that, he pressed them down with his thumbs. A spray of bullets dug into the dirt, spawning bursts of dust from the packed dirt below. It raced upwards and collided against buildings, sending pieces of wood and stone skyward.

Naturally, bodies were the prime target. Individuals attempting to flee – perhaps some were able to. However, many were left flailing before being pushed into the ground by his rapid-fire minigun.

He started to laugh, but not at the destruction. He just remembered the other vehicle they came in. “I guess if you really wanna, I don't mind. The guild might not be super happy about leaving that behind. They're strict on resources, aren't they?” he questioned. “Though, maybe they'll launch a counter attack and use what we left them down there. We'd get it back then.”

All the while, Ret already turned the chopper around and started heading for home.

[that's all folks!]

10

“Heh, right?” Ret chucked as he moved to climb into his seat. He was in great spirits. It was exactly the kind of reaction he was fishing for. He adored when others shared a semblance of the reverence he did in weaponry and destructive craft.

“You gotta wait for the right moments to unveil babies like this!” He started bringing the structure to life. The blades on the top started to whirl, became a blur until there was hardly a hint of their existence. The men below stopped to stare at the construct, unsure of what to do and clearly taken by the sight of it.

It started to lift off of the ground, rising straight up and turning to face the onlooking group. Then they started to unload with their weapons. By that time, Ret moved the the helicopter forward. It seemed like it was time to go on the attack.

“Do you see that right there?” Ret asked as he motioned towards a specific potion of the controls. “Press that and see what happens!”

8

“Hey, no problem!” he said in a whisper, exclaimed, but hushed at the same time. “Basically just gotta tell me what they’re doing if they run away and oh, will they ever try…”

“You see the one there? Against the wall? Him first.” Ret gave Cheshire a heads up as to who he was going after first. One would have to wonder if Ret truly meant to scare them. To remove the mystery, no - not unless he meant he was just going to scare them to death.

One shot. It was directly towards his head. Did it hit? One just had to look at the body toppling over to confirm. Soundings of reloading ensued.

Another shot and it appeared the same success was had for a second time. “That one ran right into my sights…” he said with a subtle tone of amusement tingeing his words.