Aftermath

JP with Trustno1, Redswords, mdman, Lorem and Cindy

Sartre rushed to the computer tech. Glancing for injuries.

Alyssa sat off to the side, it took her until she heard Peter's voice in her chip to fully come back mentally and realize the creature was dead. It was at that point she realized that the onslaught of memories had brought moisture to her eyes, that she quickly wiped away.

Peter's voice permeated her chip, "You alright? This is quite a first meeting!"

Alyssa didn't say anything for a few moments, then responded back into the chip. "I'll live. Thanks for the help." Though she really just wanted to go back to her van, this kind of stuff didn't happen in her van.

She looked up, and then noticed it was the Dragon she had told off earlier. "Hey, Green. Sung or let me know what you want to be called. Anyway, thanks for the help and for killing that thing." Pointing her finger towards the creature.

Sung moved to Choi seeing that he was in bad shape. "Well, you have seen better days Choi. I would talk to the person who trained you and ask them to teach you how to dodge," said Sung jokingly. Sung closed his eyes and placed his hand on Choi's injuries. Sungs hand had a white hue to it as the necrotic energy was dispelled and the wounds healed some. They looked like the injuries now looked a few days old after the healing.

With the blood stopped by Sung, Choi began to experience intense pain. His body was beginning to heal itself, inside to out.

Yeong grimaced as he slightly opened his eyes. “M…master Sung! Are they alright?” he forced through the grimace.

Her brain was still reeling a bit so it took another moment to realize Sung was talking to Yeong. "Yeong, you OK? Or at least as OK as you can be?”

"Miss Alyssa, I think I heard you called. I am Mr. Sung as most call me. The Shuvu~arutsudoragon no Kōrikuro, Schwarz dragon of Kōrikuro. My last name is long and I don't use it much" replied Sung to Alyssa with a small smile. "I don't care who you belong to or who you are. No one should die to that thing," remarked Sung, looking around to see if anyone else might need help.

Eun-Ji had finished investigating and researching up in the attic. She folded up the parchments she had been writing on and placed it inside her purse with the Bible from earlier. She also cleaned up the attic, out of respect trying to put things back where they belonged.

She found the broken canister that had held the shade and after reading the inscription on it, assumed that was what was going on downstairs. Hearing no more commotion from downstairs, she casually made her way down.

She stopped at the basement door and shouted down, “Master Sung, finished upstairs. I will be outside getting some fresh air. Please let Choi know if he is down there too.” And without waiting for a response exited the manor to stand on the front porch and look out over the front yard.