Jomei

"..You left me, again..." "..I've already won..." The words rang in Jomei's head as he stood before the Pumpking, staring towards the ground. The corner of the man's lip curled into a smirk, "No.. I didn't leave you." he said in a low voice, raising a fist to his torso and bumping his chest with the bottom of his fist. "I continue to fight on in your name. And everyone else who died to get us this far." His head rose, now looking up at the Pumpking who towered over him, his size seemingly smaller now that he was on the brink of death. "No, you haven't won. Took me off guard, but you just reminded me of what I fight for." With a quick flare of his blade, Jomei held the point of his rapier upwards towards the wounded gourd, "We are the ones that won. And we will continue to fight and push on until we win again and again. We may have our low points, but the players will always come out on top." The ginger's sword took on a low, golden glow, and four spears of holy light shone bright around his figure. The blade of Oathkeeper began to cut and pierce the vines that held the Pumpking up, using the stubs that were left to move farther upwards with the help of his Acrobatics skill. Once in the face of the Pumpking yet again, Jomei unleashed one last thrust of his blade, piercing directly into the forehead of the Pumpking, letting out a shout as he did so. Once his attack had finished, the man landed on the ground before the boss yet again, releasing a breath of air from his slightly parted lips, and returning his rapier to its scabbard on his hip. The words ID 131146 | BD 6(+5)(+1) Hit | Over Radiation 14 x 20 = 280(-200) 80 DMG vs Pumpking [5](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [10](0) @Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 129/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [22](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [6](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 128/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] [4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 50/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze [7](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

Jomei shot a glare over at Zandra after she got all offended at his words. Had she forgotten the many times she had gone berserk? and how into having the most powerful items and equipment she was? Jomei sucked his teeth "Now's not the time for this.." and he stepped past the woman with no other words. The Pumpking taunted the players yet again, seeming to take notice of their care for each other and their friends. Its voice got sinister as it formulated a plan in its head, and from the ground, another wave of Jack'O'Bombs formed.. only one took a slightly different form. Jomei's eyes went wide as a human-like hand pierced the dirt, followed by a second wielding a familiar looking kunai knife. Debris fell from its orange hair as it pushed itself upwards, looking past his parted bangs with dead eyes. "Why..?" Jomei spoke out in a soft, trembling voice. He knew it wasn't the real Lowenthal, he knew his best friend was long dead. But why was the Pumpking singling him out like this. The ginger grit his teeth, "I won't let you get to my head." Jomei growled, the tears that had welled up in his eyes rolling down one cheek. Rushing forward, Jomei pushed past the two Jack'O'Bombs, and past the zombie that looked like his deceased friend. He shared one quick look as he ran by, at the decaying form of Lowenthal. He used that image to fuel his anger and put all he could into his next attack. Using the whipping vines as stepping stones, Jomei made his way up towards the face of the Pumpking, hitting the air in front of it. "I will put you in the [censored] ground for that you bastard!" he shouted, before four golden tendrils of light formed beside him, each pounding into the orange rind of the Pumpking. The ginger growled with each hit, the final one hitting all simultaneously. Once he had finished, he landed on the ground in front of the Pumpking in a three point landing, his body frozen in the moment. ID 130979 | BD 5(+5) 10 Hit Over Radiation vs. Pumpking 14 x 20 = 280 (-200) 80 DMG 5](0) Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 64/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [10](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 129/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [22](0) Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 139/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [5](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 137/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] [4](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 65/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 36 BRN | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze [7](0) Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 60/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

The Pumpking's vines wrapped around Hestia again, dragging her through the dirt and lifting her up into the air before the rest of the party. Jomei grit his teeth, trying to assess the situation. Another wave of Jack O Bombs was released, their small forms slowly inching closer and closer to the party, the ominous hiss of their fuses burning up getting louder as they approached. The Pumpking continued to taunt the players, especially Hesita who had managed to get herself caught by its gripping vines yet again. What he did not expect, however, was for it to try and strike a deal with Zandra, and try and get her to turn on them. Jomei's eyes shot to the armor clad woman, raising his voice to try and drown out the Pumpking's empty promises. "Don't listen to him Zan! He's scared because we are winning! There won't be a reward for turning on us, he will just kill you!" Brandishing his weapon, Jomei began to rush forward, ignoring the Jack O Bombs and going straight for the Pumpking himself. He looked up at Hestia again, realizing how close in proximity she was to the Pumpking, and that her arms were free. "Hestia! You're up close! Hit him if you can!!" After calling out to her, Jomei followed through with his own attack, stabbing into as many vines that held up the over sized gourd as he could. ID 130015 | BD 7(+5)(+1) Hit | Over Radiation 14 x 20 = 280(-200) = 80 DMG [4](0) Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 94/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [8](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 139/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [0](18) Hestia: 1819/1850 HP | 147/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [4](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 146/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] [2](0) Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 86/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze [4](0) Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 78/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

The Pumpking took in another deep breath, causing its rind to seemingly grow thicker and larger. Jomei took a couple of steps back, it looked like it was increasing its armor strength yet again. Regular attacks would do near to nothing. Lucky for them, the boss provided some sort of entertainment in the meantime. From the ground, another three, smaller pumpkin-beings emerged and began moving towards the players, the fuse on top of their head slowly burning down. Jomei looked at Macradon with a face of concern as he tried to come up with another comeback... this one a bit more.. unusual. Jomei followed after Macradon's attack, striking the second of the pumpkins with a charging strike. His blade boomed as it struck the enemy, piercing the pumpkin multiple times in quick succession. ID 129596 | BD 6 | Charge Activated | Flashing Penetrator vs Jack O Bomb 2 11 x 25 = 275 DMG [4](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 93/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [7](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 140/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [-1 EN 2/2] [Barrier 15%] [13](0) @Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 154/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [3](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 145/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-20% DoT 1/1] [1](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 105/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze [3](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 92/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

Jomei was shocked to see a single commander left standing after their last onslaught. Maybe he should have attacked after all.. But here they were, looking at a single enemy with just a sliver of health left to its name. He gave the fish man credit, however, for still trying to put up some sort of a fight, even though it did miss the last attack it would ever attempt. Jomei let out a heavy sigh and, rather than attacking, decided to just watch. This time, it would receive the full force of the entire raid party, rather than a few players. If it survived that wave of attacks, they they would have been dealing with some sort of glitch in the game. With a small flare of his blade, Jomei shoved his rapier back into its scabbard and stood with his arms crossed, watching the fireworks. The last of the players still around for this fight all charged forward, making sushi out of whatever was left of the poor commander. Does nothing [H: -/-/-/1] Zandra: 1920/1920 HP | 0/162| 22 DMG | 155 MIT | 3 ACC | 2 EVA | 8 LD | 84 THN | 36 BRN THN | 6-8/12 FLN | 8-10/36 BRN | 96 BH | 9-10/24 TV | 27 PRB [Antidote 3/3][Squeaky Clean] [H:-/-/-/-] Macradon: 1645/1645 59/175 | 21 DMG | 131 MIT | 4 ACC | 2 EVA | Phase | 2 Holy Damage | 82 Battle Healing [H:-/-/-/1] Jomei: 1565/1565 HP | 58/153 | 17 DMG | 6 ACC | 4 EVA | 52 MIT | 2 Savvy | 78 B. Healing

It seemed, for the most part, that this fight was pretty much in the bag. If Macradon and Zandra's attacks would not finish it off, then one of the other players who had left to deal any damage would surely be able to do so. Jomei looked to the rest of the second tier players, who were the original ones to take on these commanders. The man smiled at them all, "You all did a great job. I'm happy we were here to make sure you all saw the end of this fight." He decided it would merely be a waste of energy to try and land his own attack at this point. Rather, the man retreated a couple of steps and held his blade at the ready. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath through his nostrils. He took the time to regenerate a bit of his energy using the Meditation skill he had acquired. He doubted he needed it at this point, but he figured it was better to be safe than sorry. For all he knew, these commanders were just the beginning, and there was another boss waiting in the shadows behind their ranks. Meditation used: 15 EN regenerated Party 3: [H: 0/-/1/1] Zandra: 1920/1920 HP | 1/162| 22 DMG | 155 MIT | 3 ACC | 2 EVA | 8 LD | 84 THN | 36 BRN THN | 6-8/12 FLN | 8-10/36 BRN | 96 BH | 9-10/24 TV | 27 PRB [Antidote 3/3][Squeaky Clean] [H:6/-/4/2] Macradon: 1645/1645 62/175 | 21 DMG | 131 MIT | 4 ACC | 2 EVA | Phase | 2 Holy Damage | 82 Battle Healing [H:0/-/0/1] Jomei: 1565/1565 HP | 57/153 | 17 DMG | 6 ACC | 4 EVA | 52 MIT | 2 Savvy | 78 B. Healing

Despite the menacing name of Jack'O Bombs, it seemed the end these minions met was less than explosive. So taking them out would not cause them any harm.. but leaving them alive? Jomei's eyes wandered to the third that was left behind, its form slowly drifting towards the players like a renegade balloon, its true purpose unknown, but from its name it was pretty much obvious. Macradon tasked himself and Zandra with wiping it out, leaving the others to lay into the King's health bar. The gust of air that released from the PumpKing's carved out mouth caused Jomei's hair to tousle a bit, and its rind seemed to decrease a bit in size. Jomei looked to Macradon, who rushed into battle first and chuckled, "Mac, you always have the best battle speeches! Even if they don't always make sense." The ginger followed after Macradon with his own attack, dealing some damage to the boss himself. ID 128915 | BD 7(+5)(+1) 13 | Over Radiation vs Pumpking 14 x 20 =280(-200) = 80 [3](0) @Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 107/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [7](0) Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 148/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [-1 EN 2/2] [Barrier 15%] [13](0) Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 154/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [3](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 150/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-1 EN 0/2] [-20% DoT 1/1] [1](0) @Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 120/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifreeze [2](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 106/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

It seemed everyone was in the same boat with this fight. The rind of the Pumpking was too rough to puncture, unless they were dealing some devastating damage. Jomei knew he would be all but useless if he tried to strike. The ginger kept on his toes, batting away any vines with his rapier that may have wandered a bit close to him. He watched as Hestia's body was constricted with smaller vines, lifting her up into the air. "Hestia!" he shouted after her, trying to find a way that he could help with freeing her. However, before he could make an approach, three smaller jack'o'lantern faced enemies wandered forward towards the players, their longer stems sparking, resembling the fuse of a bomb. Jomei heard Macradon's idea, and he responded with a nod, leaving the third of the pumpkins alone. Him and Zandra, on the other hand, cut into the first two, testing the field to see if attacking them would cause any sort of a reaction. Jomei, on the other hand, created a bit more distance. He looked to the owl on his shoulder, "Keep an eye on me for a moment.. and see if you can find any weak spots in its armor." With a small coo of understanding, Adere spread out her wings and took into the sky, flying in a figure eight; one circle above her player companion, and the other over the Pumpking. Jomei took this moment of solace to take a couple of deep breaths, and use his Meditation skill to regain a bit of energy. It was better than standing and doing absolutely nothing. Meditation: 15 EN Regenerated [-6 if hit next turn] [3](0) Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 107/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [5](0) Macradon [0](8) @Hestia: 1819/1850 HP | 159/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [2](0) Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 159/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-1 EN 2/2] [-20% DoT 1/1] [1](0) Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 120/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifeeze  [2](0) @Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 105/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH

Jomei watched as the Pumpking grew larger, its bright orange rind seeming to become thicker and thicker. His comrades moved into to attack, only to notice its armor rating had skyrocketed. Even Macradon's attack seemed to do little to nothing. Jomei looked down at his own rapier, he would barely be able to do any damage with a regular attack, and his only hope would be to land another critical strike like last time. He shook his head, it was too risky to go for the attack, only to end up doing a single point of damage in the end. His eyes scanned their enemy, and all of the vines that whipped around. If the Pumpking wanted to attack all of them at once, he could with ease. With that in mind, Jomei simply took in a deep breath, and held his sword with a steady arm in front of him. He readied himself for any sort of attack the Pumpking would throw his way. He would be sacrificing a moment to attack, but by exerting his energy just a bit less, he would be ready to parry anything that came his way. Parry Activated. Takes 50% damage [1] Morgenstern: 1450/1450 HP | 106/136 EN | 22 DMG | 171 MIT | 5 ACC | -1 EVA | 73 BH | 61 THN | 6 Flame Thorns (9-10) | Para. Venom (8-10) [-25% DoT] [Barrier 15%] [5] Macradon: 1665/1665 HP | 160/175 EN | 22 DMG | 170 MIT | 3 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Holy | 6 REC [-1 EN 2/2] [Barrier 15%] [8] Hestia: 1850/1850 HP | 159/176 EN | 17 DMG | 169 MIT | 0 ACC | -1 EVA | 69 THN | 92 BH | 3 REC [-25% DoT] [2] Jomei: 1490/1490 HP | 146/159 EN | 20 DMG | 97 MIT | 5 ACC | 4 EVA | 75 BH | 2 Savvy [-1 EN 2/2] [-20% DoT 1/1] [Barrier 15%] [1] Zandra: 1685/1685 HP | 135/164 EN | 22 DMG | 143 MIT | 1 ACC | 0 EVA | 12 Fallen | 84 BH | 30 THN | Paralytic Immunity | Antifeeze [Barrier 15%] [2] Baldur: 1230/1230 HP | 105/120 EN | 25 DMG | 124 MIT | 4 ACC | 3 EVA | 49 BH [Barrier 15%]

Jomei let out a huff of air as he leaned back onto his heels for a moment. Two event fights in a row, this was pretty taxing on him. However, the group was on the cusp of victory, and they only had three fish left to fry. Allowing Macradon to rush in first, his blade cut through two of the Commanders, a third just barely dodging out of the way. "That one" Jomei said to himself under his breath, before rushing in to catch it off guard as it popped back up. As the ginger's body carried forward towards the fish commander, four bright tendrils appeared beside his body. The spears, as well as his own blade, stabbed into the commander, riddling its body with red poke holes. Jomei only hoped this combined attack would be enough to finish off the rest of these commanders so they could all go home. ID 128282 | BD 8(+6)(-3) 11 | Over Radiation vs Commander 4 14 x 17 = 238(-75) = 163 vs Commander 4 Party 3: [H: 0/1/1/1] @Zandra: 1920/1920 HP | 12/162| 22 DMG | 155 MIT | 3 ACC | 2 EVA | 8 LD | 84 THN | 36 BRN THN | 6-8/12 FLN | 8-10/36 BRN | 96 BH | 9-10/24 TV | 27 PRB [Antidote 3/3][Squeaky Clean] [H:4/2/2/2] Macradon: 1645/1645 73/175 | 21 DMG | 131 MIT | 4 ACC | 2 EVA | Phase | 2 Holy Damage | 82 Battle Healing [H:0/0/0/1] Jomei : 1565/1565 HP | 41/153 | 17 DMG | 6 ACC | 4 EVA | 52 MIT | 2 Savvy | 78 B. Healing [H:0/0/0/0] @Itzal : 1,750/1,750 | 85/160 | 19 DMG | 0 MIT | 4 ACC | 6 EVA | 1 KEEN | 2 BLD | 1 TXV

Jomei had learned from their fight against the Dark Council to not let the words of these virtual monsters get to him. Half of them couldn't talk anyway, so he didn't have to worry about that much. However.. this thing called him out directly.. brought up specific players that had fallen or disappeared since that battle, Lowenthal included. The man grit hit teeth and brandished his rapier. "They may be gone, but they'll always be with us in spirit." The ginger dug the toe of his boot into the ground before vanishing into a blur of green. He appeared again moments later atop one of the pumpkin's vines, then another slightly closer to its body. Leaping off of the second vine, Jomei closed the distance between himself and the boss. The darkened iron of his rapier ignited in a brilliant golden flame, his eyes taking on the same color. "You bastard!" he shouted, as four long spears appeared around him in a flash of light. Thrusting his blade forward, the tip of his rapier met with a sounding boom. Oathkeeper, as well as the other four glowing tendrils, carved into the cheek of the Pumpking, ending with a simultaneous strike that erupted in a bright flash. As the attack ended, Jomei landed back on the ground and quickly created some distance between himself and the boss. "I was there when you were defeated once, and you'll be damn sure I'll be here when it happens again, you overgrown gourd." ID 127973 | BD 10 | Big Crit Time | Charge Activated | Over Radiation 14 x 20(+5 +2) = 378 (-200) 178 DMG

Jomei thought it over for a moment, taking the opportunity to bump up his own kill count. Taking a quick moment to open up his bingo book, he saw that the chances were pretty slim. He was only half way there after all this time, meaning he would need to finish off another 25 zombies on his own. Let alone the other thirty the two would need to take out together. Jomei let out a slight sigh, "No need. I already got the item I wanted.. Not only that..." He looked over his shoulder at the entrance to the tent, zombies did not pour in anymore, for all of the undead were within the confinements of the canvas canopy. "..But it looks like this party may be over soon. Sun's starting to come up." Despite running out of time to get his own kill count up, and therefore earn more unique items, relief outweighed those materialistic thoughts. Finally, the end of this event was upon them. With a bit more energy than before, Jomei charged at his target and brought its health down to yellow so all four were withing Macradon's range. "Lets finish this right here!" Achievement Name Current # # Needed Zombies Killed 73 100 Last Hit on Zombies 24 50 Crit Fails or Evasions 10/6 25 or 15 HP Restored (Self) 450 450 HP Restored in a Thread 360 360 Consumables Used 13 13

Stepping away from what remained of the zombies, Jomei stormed into the slowly closing battlefield that encompassed the Pump-King and.. less than a handful of players. "And here I thought I was going to be late to the party.." Jomei said with a small chuckle, in an attempt to make light of their dire situation. His eyes turned towards the Pump-King, angry eyes. His hair and attire had notable traces of sweat, darkened circles under his eyes signs of exhaustion.. Fighting a boss was the last thing he wanted to do after slaying what felt like hundreds of zombies. Yet, here he was, standing with Hestia, Mac, and Morgenstern against now a single target; an over-sized, animated pumpkin. "You can say whatever you want to throw us off, but the same thing is going to happen to you as last time." The ginger readied himself into a defensive stance, waiting for the fight to properly begin. Consuming: Funnel Cake (+3 DMG +1 ACC) CornDog (+45 MIT)

As the light of the sun began to poke through the openings in the tent, Jomei let out a sigh of relief. This event was nearly over, and they would be able to exit the circus, and not have to deal with these zombies anymore. As the lights that hung high above their heads clicked back on with a blinding gleam, the fighting seemed to fall silent. Hardly any zombies remained, those that did were being easily taken care of by surrounding players. Center stage stood Jack, yet again, congratulating the players on a job well done. Jomei's shoulders slouched forward with a sigh of relief.. before Jack's words rung in his ears. Olive eyes shot up to meet Jack, who's form was slowly changing. Vines grew from under his coat, lifting him off of the ground, while his skin began to turn orange. Soon, the form that stood before them was not the same Ringleader they had met before.. no, this was hardly a man at all. Jomei remembered the form of the PumpKing very well, from an old event boss. This time, he looked much stronger and more dangerous. "Oh no.." Jomei said under his breath, before rushing off to purchase yet another round of items to put this thing back in the ground. Picking up: - Ghost Treat - 500 Col Voucher - 1000 Col Voucher - Jack's <Weapon of Choice> [Burn - Blight - Cursed] Purchasing: - Funnel Cake 100 Col - Corndog 700 Col - 3 x Offbrand Energy Drinks ____________________________ 2000 Col - 500 Col - 1000 Col ___________ 500 Col Sent to Jack

Finally, with one powerful swipe, another three zombies fell to Macradon's blade. "Hah! Now thats what I'm.." As he turned around, he saw that his friend was nowhere to be seen... having vanished in the crowd of zombies yet again after his fatal blow. "Hm.. alright." Little did Jomei know the zombie that was sneaking up behind him. As the ginger turned to face the undead, the one that had stealthily moved up on him attacked. Dirty, rotting nails and finger bones dragged down the ginger's chest leaving multiple, long red scraped across his armor. With a quick front kick forward, Jomei knocked the zombie off of him before rushing in to attack a different zombie who was still standing. The critical attack left the zombie with barely a quarter health left. Achievement Name Current # # Needed Zombies Killed 71 100 Last Hit on Zombies 24 50 Crit Fails or Evasions 10/6 25 or 15 HP Restored (Self) 450 450 HP Restored in a Thread 360 360 Consumables Used 13 13