[RDA: Strong Violence and Strong Language!]
Mori climbs with all his might, determined to make it to The Core Of Neron. But a sudden uproar takes his attention for a moment; as he turns, and notices a war happening below him.
"Whoa! Is that a whole guild?! When did they get here?"
He watched for a moment as all kinds of abilities were fired off against the skeleton army.
"Incredible, such strong people. That's right strong; I have to be strong!"
Mori turned back towards Neron and began throwing himself up. Latching onto any crack or rock he could.
Neron's beam was nearly charged, and Mori was running out of time.
"Keep in check! They might be endless, but we can hold out until Mori successfully takes that thing down!"
Si-ho jammed a powerful punch into a nearby skeleton, causing it to blaze into an eruption of fire.
"Oh yeah! I still got it!"
He was a walking brawler with a set of gauntlets and boots to match.
"Fall fearful to my claws! Blazing Uritan!"
