From the Ashes... A new king's day?

[Dracos]

As Jan stepped down the stairs to enter the main 'room', the ground rumbled, ghastly shrieks again filling the air as skeletal creatures, as many as a dozen pulled themselves from the gravely floor to face them.

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[Olvelsper]

Jan stood his ground as he calmly moved towards the closer ones, unleashing shotgun fire towards their heads with the few shells he had left that he had 'liberated' from the gangsters in Reno.

[Dracos]

The three closest approached the man, the shotgun shell spreading in and cracking some of the bones, but not doing much to slow  the hungry undead down.  They leapt towards him with a boney crack, their gleaming red eyes frightful.

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This is battletime...meaning I'd prefer everyone to try and act as they can.  Though if they don't, I'll just write to those who do.

[Shukuen]

"Felix, trade with me." Shifting his grip on Masamune, Leets charged into the fray, moving down two steps at a time until he reached Jan. With a grunt of effort, he cleaved his sword through the leaping phantoms. "What did I say, Smith? You're not equipped to do this alone."

[Olvelsper]

"I'll just have to change my equipment up." Tossing his armament backwards towards Mary's feet, Jan rushed away and closed his eyes as he brought up an arm.

Seconds later bringing it down as his body was consumed by power as he unleashed his true power. A massive golem of gleaming steel standing in a crater made by the lightshow.

With loud, thunderous steps, he brought down a fist on one of the demons.

[Dracos]

Jan felt strange in the tower...almost disconnected.  As if the very tower wrapped his entire being in tinfoil, causing him to tear and frit at every motion.  Still, he could concentrate enough to bring down his mighty steel fist, working quite effectively on the skeletal creature and reducing it to so much dust.

His friend's blade was even more effective, glowing with a strange purple light, it felt all too real.  Fearsomely so, to Jan's eyes, as it tore through the bone, shattering two to dust.  The others fled back from it, chittering in the distance as they banded together.

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[Olvelsper]

Jan ignored the discomfort, planning on returning to his human self if it got worse. He had a fight to finish. He continued aiding Leets in his endeavor, keeping him from getting picked off in any moments he might leave his guard down.

[Dracos]

For the moment, the skeletons left them alone, the group having carved out a safe standing point in the grimly lit chamber.  They could chase after the skeletons...or simply dispatch them as they explored.

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[Shukuen]

"All right, Big Jan. Let's clear this puzzle so we can upgrade a level," Leets said casually, considering life endangering adventures with ravenous ghouls as part of the norm.

[Olvelsper]

Jan started moving towards the statues in the back. He held a hand to keep Leets from following as he moved to try and jostle them from their locations.

[Dracos]

As he did so, the skeletons leapt on him from all sides, a dozen tackling onto his massive form as he reached the back, clawing and scratching.

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[Olvelsper]

Jan continued moving towards the statues, crushing the lower half of the skeletons hanging off him and pulling off the ones that were trying to build him down.

[Shukuen]

A gleam lit Leets' eyes at the temporary opportunity granted. Gathering the energy of Masamune, he slashed the sword viciously downward, sending the energy in a shock wave engulfing the undead clinging onto Jan.

[Dracos]

The skeletons shattered, fallling off of Jan and leaving the room quiet... though Jan himself was not untouched.  The energy of Leets' strike flowed through him, feeling like fire burning away at his connection between his real self and his golem self...  for a split moment he was both...two beings staring at each other in confusion...before he returned, finding he had been staring for a full several minutes at the statue before him.

Once the statues were removed, they cleared the path to a hidden room in the back, two ladders visible, about seven feet off the ground just above the doorway's entrance, only visible from inside.  On the floor was a ragged looking satchel of leather.

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[Shukuen]

"Huh. Didn't expect that... sorry, Smith." Leets said contritely, relaxing his stance to investigate the new room. He cautiously examined the satchel, using the blunt edge of his sword to check for traps.