She knew that this was her sign to start her little assault. Thanks to the mythic dagger she now carried herself, Nuala was once again completely soundless - an ability she had lost when becoming human and transitioning over to daemon, and she was glad to have some of her former abilities left. The ghosts didn’t seem to notice her as she slashed through them with her daggers and whirled around from chamber to chamber, repeating those movements while staying quiet and impossibly unseen throughout the whole ordeal. One by one, they were sent back to the netherworld, where they would rot until they eventually found their way back home. It wasn’t a quick process by any means, due to the sheer amount of ghosts and creatures that there were, but after a few hours Nuala found herself finished. She couldn’t hear, see or feel any more beings that needed killing, and since she was already back at the entrance gate anyways, she could leave immediately. It was much faster than usual, thanks to her new technique. The pastor, who was still up, also noticed this - but he had her money ready as promised and Nuala took it with a smile.
2.000|2.000
EXIT