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[enemyencounter.livejournal.com]

[ You didn't think the island would forget about you, would it? And about Halloween? Of course not. That's why you're waking up in a dark, spooky, strange new place.



Just where in the haunted mansion are you? That's up to you. But it's definitely not letting you go easily. ]

[ Phase one of THE EVENT. Go go go! ]

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[windsofpresent.livejournal.com]

...Aion-san, I may have to ask you to take care of this one. Depending on what it has made. And to please get your distance from me when you do. [That is a note of worry in her voice.]

[And then the sound of a bookcase shattering near their exit is heard as well as a wolf's howl.]

...oh, it's that. Never mind then. [And she's summoning a staff.]

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

[He notes this, but then the monster's there and there's action to take care of.]

[Drawing another knife, he's heading for where that sound came from.]

[windsofpresent.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't take long to see the monster as more bookcses shatters and that's one REALLY DAMN BIG WOLF there.]

So it is Fenrir, or a copy of him. [She grips the staff. Really, she's relieved, because there were SO MUCH WORSE options that this could have been.]

[And that's when the wolf looks at you two and he's lunging.]

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

[...At least it's big enough to be an easy target.]

[Ducking out of the way, he strikes after the monster as it passes, letting out a not-very-human snarl.]

Belldandy!

[windsofpresent.livejournal.com]

[She ducks under Fenrir, too slow to dive out of the way being too used to using flight for that, wincing as the claws dig into her arm, but managed to thrust up the staff to knock Fenrir up towards the ceiling with an added boost of wind.]

It's too small to be the real Fenrir! Don't let him eat you or you'll never escape his stomach just in case!

[tuned-wrong.livejournal.com]

Thanks- [He dives to the side, evading yet another bookcase that the monster knocked over] for the reminder!

[Ducking behind the monster, he gestures in a way that would normally summon a blazing ball of white-hot energy and send it flying at the monsters neck - and curses as nothing happens.] Is there a good way to kill it?! [Brandishing his knife, he goes for the sines of the fake Fenrir's hind legs, hoping to land a good hit while it is distracted.]