Werewolves. Klein gutted the last <<Werewolf Guardsman>> with a snarl, not listening to the cheers start as the <<Limping Werewolf Lord>> was destroyed. Because Kunimittz was down, Kunimittz had been bitten, and if Issin couldn’t heal him….
Fuurinkazan gathered around their fallen man, and waited for the verdict. Klein could already see it wasn’t good. The curly-haired tank’s icon had gone dire orange, and his HP kept fluctuating between green and yellow, despite their bakeneko shaman’s hissed spells.
Klein gulped, and prayed. Despite what everybody had seen on Opening Day, lycanthropic infection wasn’t quite as fast-moving as Kayaba had portrayed it. The reality was more than nasty enough. It was a DOT, and if you didn’t get it completely, it kept gnawing at you….
If it goes red, we’ve lost him.
Klein went to one knee and gripped Kunimittz’ whole hand. “Hang in there. You fight, got it? We’re going to beat this.”
From the way Issin’s black-furred ears flattened against his head, they all knew he was lying.
Damn it. I wish we’d all asked that nekomata now.
But the two-tailed cat youkai had only been interested in their shaman. And even if the offer had been made, the thought of living in the game as something not quite human was spooky….
Only spooky beat monster any day of the week. His guild trusted him to lead them, to make the right call – and damn it, this wasn’t fair.
Kunimittz glanced at his own HP bar, and swallowed hard. “Guys? Do me a favor.”
“Kun,” Klein said warningly, gripping his katana hilt. Damn it, he could hear someone running this way. If the other guilds knew Kunimittz was about to turn-
The tank’s smile was bleak. “Get me to the edge before I go nuts, okay?”
Hell. It made sense, damn it; once a bitten player’s HP went red they were pretty much dead anyway. The system took over and tried to make them bite everyone.
But not Kunimittz. Not one of his guild, damn Kayaba to hell!
“Leader.” Kunimittz’ voice sank. “Klein, please. Damn it, I’m not going to take you guys down too-”
“If you give up now,” a familiar voice growled, “I’ll kill you myself!”