Once everyone arrived back at Linkle's shop, they were greeted by a peculiar bloodlust. It tasted rancid down their throat and yet somehow they knew it wasn't directed at them at all. Even so, having already had an encounter with the devil's work once today, the priestess was far from welcoming about the gauntlets stuck on Aria's hand.
"I told you I'll heal your hand if something breaks, just pull it off!" With rage-squinted eyes, she yelled in the dark elf's face. Grabbing hold of her arms herself, Erika tried to get them off of Aria but was quickly shoved away by the elf. "You know you need to take it off, then why are you making it so difficult!"
"Cause it hurts like hell!" Aria screamed back, folding her arms safely together.
