Katsuo
Katsuo accepted the rolled up drawing and placed it in one of his pockets. He would hold onto it for as long as his limited space for inventory would allow.
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The enemies here were numerous, but not particularly strong looking. Still, Katsuo was itching for a fight. He detached Gwaedu from his ear and transformed. It didn't seem prudent to take out every enemy, but he could certainly maul a path through them.
"You ready girl?" He asked.
Gwaedu blinked happily.
"Alright then, let's get smashing."
He charge forward, swinging Gwaedu into one of the larger shadow creatures. It flung aside effortlessly, but a number of its smaller companions lunged at him. He grinned and spun Gwaedu around, pointing her towards the ground. His other hand pulled three cartridges from his pocket and quickly fed them into Gwaedu. The mace glowed bright scarlet and a magic triangle spread from Katsuo's feet. The closest of the shadow beings clawed at the end of his coat, but it wasn't enough to deter Katsuo from slamming the mace into the ground with both hands. The magic circle collapsed inwards and a wave of pure magical energy exploded from Katsuo in all directions, scattering wisps of shadow to the wind. An instant later he was back on his feet, charging forward and smashing into on of the spiky things. It was tougher than the shadows were, but he was still easily able to knock it off its feet, sending it tumbling away. Two of the larger shadows and a small horde of the tiny ones charged at him. He stood up straight and blinked behind them, whirling around to bludgeon them to bits. Another spiky ball thing came charging at him, he grabbed another cartridge and loaded Gwaedu again, swinging down on the creature with a powerful, magically charged, overhead swing. It crumpled inwards like a piece of paper. Katsuo ran forward again, looking for more things to break.
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Gwaedu blinked at Katsuo furiously, trying to point out to him that he was running the wrong way, but he was already lost in the battle. He swung aimlessly, smashing every shadow in sight. She pulled back, but he wouldn't stop pushing. She wasn't able to stop him, she needed someone else to calm him down. Katsuo's new friend, the happy mask salesman, seemed to be busy with his own fight. She wasn't really sure if any of the others would bother to come to the rescue. Maybe the nice flower tank, but she didn't know how to call for the nice flower tank to help. Well, she could speak, but she didn't like speaking, whenever she spoke she wanted to express feelings, and she wasn't supposed to express. With no real solution, she resorted to the simplest solution. She glowed bright red, sending out a signal to everyone in sight, "HELP."