The place reeked, and Palom knew it. Honestly he had no reason to be here, and he wasn't about to go and get an assignment as his excuse to go out into a decrepit crypt. No, he's here for one reason and one reason only: he wants to let out some steam on some helpless zombos.
He decided he'll figure out how to be productive after. Maybe.
For now, Palom was content with blasting the ever living heck out of skeletons, shades, spirits, and all the other spookables that were coming near him. It was cathartic, but he was starting to get the desire for a real challenge. It was at that moment he hears something coming in on him, fast. A confident smirk came to his face and he swiveled around, a powerful fire spell ready to be unleashed on the person next to the--wait that's not a zombie.
"GET DOWN." Was the only thing he could say as the spell was unleashed.
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He decided he'll figure out how to be productive after. Maybe.
For now, Palom was content with blasting the ever living heck out of skeletons, shades, spirits, and all the other spookables that were coming near him. It was cathartic, but he was starting to get the desire for a real challenge. It was at that moment he hears something coming in on him, fast. A confident smirk came to his face and he swiveled around, a powerful fire spell ready to be unleashed on the person next to the--wait that's not a zombie.
"GET DOWN." Was the only thing he could say as the spell was unleashed.