[She knew what to do as if it were an instinct, and that immediately was enough to be thankful for amidst the blackness. It made the scenario a whole lot easier to deal with.]
A Poultergeist? Ya mean a ghost?
[He snorted in annoyance. The undead always made for tough opponents, and his fists barely had any impact on them. It was a job for a Symbologist-- and, dammit, Cliff knew he should have watched the others more in their travels.]
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A Poultergeist? Ya mean a ghost?
[He snorted in annoyance. The undead always made for tough opponents, and his fists barely had any impact on them. It was a job for a Symbologist-- and, dammit, Cliff knew he should have watched the others more in their travels.]