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[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Alright, alright," He murmured, holding his hands up, "My bad."

[CrimsonMoon]

She laughs and reaches out, squeezing his knee,"... You're a nice monster,"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Cecil looked down at her hand, "Yeah? So are you."

[CrimsonMoon]

She laughs softly and smiles at him,"... No bad monsters here than...?" She asks softly looking at him with almost deer-like eyes

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"None that I can see," Cecil shrugged, wincing when his shoulder gave a little twinge.

[CrimsonMoon]

Mars looks down the river bed and sighs," We can just... Rest here, for now."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He nodded and lowered himself to the ground, "That's the smartest option right now."

[CrimsonMoon]

" We're close to Necro territory so... We should be safe from our people... But not the undead," She looks at him with a tiny smile," have yo ever met a Necromancer?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Cecil glanced over at her and shook his head, "I never really left the kingdom much. My father never wanted me to."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Treat them like you would any other enemy... They have no allies except one another..."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"How many times have you run into them?" Cecil asked.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Enough times to dislike them," She chuckles breathlessly, Mars begins to roll one of the smooth river pebbles in her palm

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"What, exactly, do they do?" Cecil questioned, laying back against the grass.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Tey summon the dead and... Make them do horrible things... They treat them as slaves with no regard for their former lives and... It is... Disgusting," she mumbles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Cecil frowned, his gaze directed toward the sky, "The dead shouldn't be messed with."

[CrimsonMoon]

Mars nods and breathes in quietly,"... Indeed," and closes her eyes, rubbing the smooth pebble between her fingers

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"And do these Necromancers die easily?" Cecil asked.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... They don't die at all, but remain in limbo forever," She murmurs softly, sounding as if she was half asleep,"... At twilight sometimes you can see them whispering into the ears of beasts... Whispering evil thoughts..."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Of course they do, silly me," He muttered.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Don't sound so thrilled," she teases back, smiling weakly