With that mindset, she headed to the Oakland Church, a place renowned for its spirit activity and regular reoccurring hauntings. This time, she went alone. She was dressed casual but warm as the cold winter air blew past her, causing the hair on her neck to stand up and send a shiver down her spine. It was a far cry from the chills this creepy building gave her.
The second she entered she could feel the presence of the dead. Not all of them were friendly ghosts. In fact, most of them gave off the distinctive vibe that they wanted her to leave. As Rinni slowly descended the stairwell into the basement, she shivered with chills from both the cold and the creeps. Activating her Pocket Dimension Ring, the werewolf brought forth her bow and quiver just in case she'd need it.
She moved cautiously around the basement, looking for any malevolent entities that may try to stir trouble. It wasn't long before the ghosts revealed themselves to her. Some were crying women and children. Others were screaming and violent banshees and wraiths. It would probably be safer to get rid of the most aggressive ones first.
She looked to her side and began to speak to her companion. Then she remembered she was all alone. Her blood ran cold and she choked back tears as she drew back her bowstring, aiming an arrow toward a wraith. She released and fired several arrows in succession, each chasing their respective target until they hit. A few spirits were smart and went through walls, causing the projectiles to hit the wall instead of them.
She did manage to 'destroy' five spirits. But really, how does one kill something that was already dead? They'd be back... eventually. They always came back. Looking at the ectoplasm splattered on the ground she couldn't help but wonder if that was where they came from. Maybe they respawned like a phoenix from ashes?
[WC 410/2,000]