No Mercy For They Will Have None
With Erika still unconscious after a day of their plans failing, Amedith and the others returned to the forest. Running into their first horror for the day, the hero looked the lantern-bearing woman in the eye. Summoning a collection of swords behind him made from pure holy magic, he had them encircle his back as he pulled up his shield.
'No heals, be careful.' He told himself, slowly shortening the distance between him and the many-eyed woman. Like a colony of bugs feasting on a carcass, her slanted red eyes wriggled like worms over her face. Lifting her lantern towards Amedith, her slitted mouth opened wide revealing a long centipede for a tongue.
"If you touch her, your body will be infected, steer clear of her attacks too!" Warning the ground from a tree top as always, Helga bit down on a ripe grapefruit right through its peels.