Once awoken from their slumber, there was a round of updates done in the privacy of a few tents, each one designated to be the last ones standing before they'd head out. And just like he had claimed before, Shurry was indeed able to update all of the members of Hathor familia, much to the joy of Samira.
"I thought it was just a bluff at first, but you really can update a member's status. That's crazy."
"It was always annoying to say the least. But to be frank I really don't like doing it." Shurry sighed, thinking about it a little deeper. "I'm going back to the surface while everyone else gets ready and packed up. I'll bring her back with me, I can sense her pacing back and forth in front of the dungeon right now."
Before Samira could say anything in reply, Shurry had left, running straight out of the dungeon. "Awe man, I liked it when you looked at my body…" She mused. "He's totally my type, strong, and manly."
"Teehee, Samira, he updated your status right? It felt interesting didn't it? It was all warm and everything." A younger amazoness teased walking into the tent.
"Yeah, it felt different, but also really, really good."
"Where did he go off to in such a hurry though? I was gonna ask him if he knew any good sex techniques or tools werewolves like."
"Pfft, still on the whole Bete path?"
"Yep! He beat me good, I can't help but want him… All over and in me." Lena grinned with the sparkle in her eye.
"Well with speed like his, it won't be long before he makes it back." Samira said, stretching while Lena helped put the tube cloth over her chest. "If this keeps up I'll need to buy a bigger tube cloth. I swear it's got to be something in the food and drink the familia serves." She complained, barely squeezing in enough.
"Yeah, I like it though, my boobs are growing a little faster." Lena said, walking out of the tent, happening upon Bete just across camp. "Did you hear that Bete, my boobs are growing for you!" She blurted out, causing others to laugh, and even Freya nearly spat out her wine…
Loki on the other hand did spit out her morning wine. "What are you talking about, you can't just go after my wolf like that ya know!" She blurted out. "Awe man, my wine's almost gone."
"Perhaps you shouldn't spit it out then. Keep it up and I'll drink your portion before you get to it." Freya stated, calmly.
"Oh shut it! I know you almost did the same. It's not that serious either."
"Loki dear, I will not tolerate alcohol abuse."
Just as Loki was about to drink some more of her wine, Shurry reappeared, carrying Hathor piggy back style, and she was absolutely loving every second of the trip down. However, the suddenness of their arrival caused Loki to spit out her drink once again.
"Damn it!" Loki cursed, then started grumbling through her speech as if she couldn't decide which language to use.
"No more wine for you." Freya said with a light giggle smirking as she drank a sip with elegance.
"Unfortunately I can't allow that, Freya." Shurry said, lifting Loki out of her frustration.
"And why's that, all she does is abuse & waste it." Freya said, activating her charm.
"As annoying as Loki may be, and how stupid she is when it comes to properly handling her drink… She's the type to go insane down here in the dungeon without it." He explained. "Plus, there will be a moment where I'd rather her be passed out drunk than attempting to cop a feel or two…"
"I see, that's a good reason." Freya said, looking back at her reflection in the wine glass. "Tell me, how are you able to resist my charm?"
"AHAHAHAHA! To a man truly in love, no whimsical charm could ever sway their heart. And I've got that, some might say I have it several times over." Shurry laughed.
"How, no, why?" Freya asked, now intrigued.
Shurry's eyes got a sparkle in them, and glanced at Ganesha who understood immediately. "Because! I am!" Shurry twirled and posed. "SHURRY!" He said, pumping the flex.
"Ganesha, approves of this message!" He spun around and posed some himself, then leaned over the table and whispered. "I am Ganesha."
""We know!""
After another place was set for Hathor to enjoy some simple dungeon dining, Shurry called for a meeting with everyone to assemble before him now that the camp was torn down, with the exception of the god's table.
"Alright, from here on. Everyone moves together. Show your gods what you are capable of. Hold nothing back, for the dungeon will not either." He started. "Also, you will be fighting Balor in groups that I decide. You do not get to choose another option, understand?"
"Question, how do you plan on spawning him?" Hathor asked, curiously.
"I plan on the gods temporarily releasing arcanum. That will summon a revulsion type monster… Ottar, you are required to fight, and defeat it on your own. If you do not, I'll personally beat you to within an inch of your life and heal you, over and over again until you say you will do it."
"Let me go first." Ottar said, with a flat tone.
Shurry's eyes narrowed, as he stared at Ottar judging him. "Fine, you'll show everyone else how to beat it."
"Thank you."
"Yeah… Now then, unfortunately there's not many who can beat it on their own. But, Gareth, Riveria, you will defeat it on your own. This will give you time to practice what you need to. Finn I am banning you from using your special spear throwing skill. So, to ensure you don't waste my time, use it right now, on the wall over there." He said, handing Finn a stick.
"But? That's my thing…"
"I don't care. The more you rely on the crutch the weaker you'll be overall. Cards like that are always played last. I can't trust you to hold yourself back either."
Finn clicked his tongue but did exactly what was asked, except he threw his spear at point blank right through Shurry. Or that's what he thought at least. The spear shattered upon impact with Shurry's chest.
"WHAT!" Loki familia shouted out in shock.
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