"Damn it, why did we get the easy mission!? I wanted to go with the old man to the Valley of Silence!"
"Yeah, and be 'silenced' there, huh? Admit it, you just wanted to be together with the old man and try to pry his secrets."
"...How did you know?"
"You think you're the first one to try it? Back when Dhravi tried to use his esoteric Buddhist spells such as 'Dream of a Thousand Years', the old man nearly yeeted him into the afterlife-"
Skreech!
"What the-! Damn you, you little shit! Take this- Blood Vines!"
With a soft whoosh, bloody vines emerged from the ground, entangling the horny Drewlin, squeezing it until it dissolved into the shadow it was. "Whew! And that's what you get for ogling a lady for free! Now, say, where was I again- oh right, back when Dhravi..."
Clutching their ballsacks, the Adventurers and Natsuki all looked at each other, fear and horror evident in their eyes. "Alright Vy, let's focus back onto our mission, shall we: where is the so-called 'End Of The World'? Is it like Davy Jones' Locker in Pirates of the Caribbean? Y'know, where the giant octopus-faced man traps all the souls of those who were damned in the ocean-"
"Uh, I think you'd better stop here, cause I don't think they quite understand what you're talking about..."
Looking back, Natsuki faced the confused faces of the Adventurers, busy scratching their heads trying to figure out who Davy Jones was. One brave soul decided to step forth, telling what they all wanted to say. "Uh, my lord, we don't know what this so-called 'Locker' is, but I do know what the End Of The World looks like, or at least, have a small idea about it..."
Natsuki and Vylara whipped their heads, shocked that an illiterate twig knew more than they expected. "Uh, do I have something on my face...?"
Uncomfortable at being stared at, Bord nervously twiddled his feet, worried that they might have some weird sexual tendencies. I mean, I don't mind being the third wheel in their relationship. Heck, it'd be fine even if I was watching 'em do it right in front of me-
Slap!
"What are you thinking of, you sicko!? I'm asking you how does it look like- the shape? Size? Any weird features- how many enemies are there, and what are their weak spots-"
"Woah Vy, let's take it easy- look at the poor man, he's been struck senseless at your barrage of quest-"
Thwip!
"Say 'Vy' one more time, and I'll lop your tongue off and use it as my tea bag for the next century or so!"
Hair rising in goosebumps, Natsuki quickly backed away, scared by her threat (well, more like a promise, cause her pupils did go vertical for a brief second- last time it did, he saw how she did shibari on a poor Shadow Wolf before ramming one of her vines up its arse...). "A-anyway, let's have poor, say, what's your name?"
"Bord sir- and if I may, I don't mind sitting inside the closet when you two go hanky-panky down there-"
"One more unnecessary word, and I'll show you how I do my hanky-panky to you. Now tell me, what is the 'End Of The World' exactly...?"
"*Ehem*, W-well, it looks like a..."
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Standing on top of the tallest tree, she gazed down below, staring at the oh-so righteous 'Heroes' who have decided to trek towards the City of Exile, bickering needlessly at 'what it looks like'. Tch, and they said the Hero has the ability to kill all of us with one spit. Hah! I can beat that little shit with just one of my fingers! Ahhhh, Lord Ingan, how shall you reward me if I bring their heads to you!
Rubbing her thighs, the denim-clad woman leapt from the trees, conjuring a pair of shadow wings, and disappearing into the darkness above...