The crackling of a campfire in the cold night gave Arche a bit of peace. Her three friends sat by her while the other workers prepare for the dungeon diving. "So tonight's the night, hopefully a good one." She sounded worried despite the fact that Momonga from the adamantite team was here, but maybe that fact had made her more worried.

The cleric patted the mage on the back for a sense of comfort. "Don't worry about it. The tomb may have a few undead, but we have fifty men guarding our back!" It may sense, but Arche still felt an itch on the nip on her spine. "Please do not say that woman has you frightened."

Imina chuckled the mage's nervousness. "Aw, does someone have a little crush?" Arche was flabbergasted by the archer's teasing words. "Haha, you're so easy to mess with!"

She was slapped on the head by Hekkeran, little less then pleased. "Imina, Arche may be having a rough day." Imina whispered some coarse words in response to his warning. "She is right though to a certain extent about your stage of mind." The leader pulled out his sword and fiddled with the campfire which caused pieces of ash to rise and fade in the cold night air. "You are more frightened than when we first started this."

Arche stared at the seprate ash flakes that died in the air as if each told a dark future. "I just feel that the overboard protection reflects the true danger. An army of workers and Momonga of all people assiting us, it just feels so wrong." The worry and the red flags of the situation made her heart sank deeper into negativity.

The cleric touched her shoulder. "Lion's heart." A warm golden glow encompassed Arche and the worry was lessened in her heart. "Arche there is nothing to worry about, if anything happens we will deal with it." His fatherly smile and the spell made the mage's worry almost melt away into a faint memory.

Imina smiled at the cleric's thoughtfulness. "And that is why you are the best cleric, a friend before a sleezy doctor!" The cleric frowned at the hard truth she spoke of. "Oh, sorry, forgot about that."

The leader wrapped his right arm around the elf with a massive grin on his face. "Hey guys this is our big night, cut the sorrow and celebrate the night before raining coins!" He succeded little in lightening the mood with a bright smile, the tension never left them. "So what if it's harder than normal, we must push through and-!"

"Persevere, right?" The mysterious woman cut the leader's optimistic speech like a sharp knife and sat before them. "There's a solid line between stupidity, bravery, and that term you throw around like candy." Despite the linen wraps that completely covered her face, her figurative glare was sent at all of them. "To truly persevere is fighting with the knowledge that what you face is impossible and hopeless. What you stated was an assumption of what you face will be difficult, but overcomed all the same."

Arche sighed at the woman's theme of desire and motif. "Why are you so obsessed with that, if I may ask?" The woman stared at Arche with an aura of confusion. "You wish to persevere from your plight, but yet it sounds like you use it as an excuse."

There was silence as if what she said was shot near the heartache. "Because the word keeps me going, the word reminds me of my family and the darkness they face day by day." The woman crawled over between Arche and the cleric, a sense of unease emanated from her form. "If I had forgot what that had meant then I do not deserve them as my family."

Arche stared at her where her eyes would be. "Then why are you here? You are not getting paid for this right?" The woman looked away from the mage, as if plagued by guilt. "Why?"

"Personal business, a request by my family." That gained her some curious stares from the group. "They were scared at why so many people were gathering, so they asked me to check it out." She seemed rather depressed at the situation she is in. "I never seen them so frightened and in pain before."

"Sounds like you feel responsible for something not in your control." Arche frowned at such similarities in both of their lives. "I feel the same for my sisters, I can't imagine them in dispair. That's why I can't fail them, not now!"

Arche raised her voice, letting the need for this mission outweigh all the other desires. "That's all I wanted to hear, you are a good sister to them." The woman stated causing silence to reign the dying campfire. "Family comes first then one's own desires, I'm glad that you feel the same as I do." The woman sat up and started to walk away from the now dead campfire. "Don't die on me.."

Only Arche could hear the whispering wish of the woman. She said nothing as her group got ready for the tomb, a lifetime opportunity.

The woman leaned on the carrage's side were the elves were once slaves, but were now free. She wants to deal with the man before he has a spat and hurts someone else, someone innocent. Her right index finger twitch radically and she almost smiled, he was here and was pissed.

"So it was you, you bitch!" The man she embarrassed so throughly drew his sword. "They were mine and you set them loose like pathetic dogs! If we were still in the Slane Theocracy I would have your head!"

His words were like acid to her ears, how vile and decrepit can this man be? "You are disgusting and the worst mankind has to offer." He was silent, but nonetheless still pissed at the woman. "Only one in this camp has a desire worthy of my protection, you are far from hers."

The sound of a blade leaving it's sheath entered her ears and she was almost glad. "You will pay with your own life! Dead meat or alive in chains!" She wondered if the man was born to be a pile of vile flesh and stomach bile. He charged at the woman, but she did not move from the threat of the man. "Shukuchi kai!" He was now face to face with the woman, it felt like she was beyond bored. "Void cutt-!?" Now he could not move, his body restrained like before.

The woman moved out his way and deftly took the katana from his tensed hands. "Such inferior quality compared to my own, a pity." With a quick snap she broke the blade with her finger tips. "Oops, I broke it..." She tossed the two broken peices to the restrained man, who was close to pissing and/or shitting his pants. "Look at you, like the slaves you abused; unable to act." Her fingers trailed along his sweaty cheek and a trail of blood soon followed like a knife had entered his skin. "Beatened, afraid of fate, desperate for a way out..."

Then his body fell over and in front of the two broken parts of his weapon. He quickly turned around to face the woman, terror evident on his face. "W-What are you?"

The woman giggled at his fear and his inability to act against her. "Well, since I'm about to give you your just desserts. A final treat for a vile thing such as yourself." She removed her wraps and let the human see her face, he soon pissed his pants. "What do you have to say now, filth of man?"

The man could not belive that this woman, this monster, had beaten him so. "A nightmare, it has to be."

She giggled at let the human see her shiny fangs that wanted so dearly to pierce his neck. "Then I shall let you wake up from this walk of life..." The man screamed, but only for a split second as the woman bit his neck. His eyes soon rolled back, now lifeless, a corpse he now was. His skin started to melt and oozed into a putrid pink liquid, his hair rotted and fell out, but lastly his eyes and teeth fell out from their sockets.

Soon all that was left of the man was his armor with small stains of ooze and dead flesh. She burped from a feast long denied of her and a dark feeling rose within her soul. "Great, I let my hunger control me. Figures it was this dick that brought the accursed trait back to my being." She wrapped the linen cloth around her head as the hunger slowly dulled inside of her. "He was rather delicious though for a bag of rotten filth."

Momon was in his tent, set up just a few meters away from the nearest carriage. His mind wondered to the woman and the human, the connection between the two felt off. "If they are from Yggdrasil they should know about the black knight armor." The woman did mention the mismatch, but anyone could tell him about the stark contrast. He felt the back of his helmet and remembered the discomfort of having a helmet blow apart from the back of his skull. "But, what connection would they have to Frisk if they were connected?" There was no logical explanation that he could think of and it bugged him to no end.

His thoughts drifted over to the goblin village, how did the woman know about it. If she and the human were connected then it would make so much sense, but how were they connected in the first place!? It's like a beat cop trying to solve the case of jack the ripper, it doesn't work! With a groan of irritation he removed the perfect warrior spell so he could use message.

"Message, Lupusregina." He needed someone with complete invisablity and there was no one more skilled in it than her. He heard the ping of her accepting and let out a sigh of relief. "Lupis, I need your assitance in a matter." Though there was silence it was only because of her diligence to her lord. "In the worker camp there is a woman that I can't make heads or tails of where she came from. I want you to spy on her and tell me all you can before the workers invade Nazarick."

"Will do lord Ainz!" Ainz jumped back as Lupus was behind him the whole time. "That woman's juciy secrets will be all yours!"

"Lupus I did not mean those types of-" She was already gone, complete invisibility can be a bitch sometimes. "Secrets..." Ains sighed as he equiped his armor once again. The raid will begin in an hour or so after planning, so Lupis shoul have enough intel by then.

Ten minutes later and Lupis was pissed, not angry just irritated. She watched the masked woman her lord was talking about and the woman did absolutely nothing except stand in place. It's like the woman made a random guess of being watched, but that was impossible unless the woman was just that paranoid.

"Come on move, talk, do anything!" Lupus huffed at the woman as the spell muted her vocal annoyance. Then she had an idea and hoped it would not displease her lord. "What if I just assassinated her? Then lord Ainz won't have anything to worry about and I get less work." It was a quick and easy solution to Ainz's plight of worry and she get to satisfy her sadism. "Let's try it." With an evil grin she slowly approched the still woman, if it was her guess the woman was asleep.

Then the woman's right thumb twitched before a swift and almost unnoticable movement of a katana blade met Lupis' forehead. Lupis paused, unsure how the woman noticed her depsite the spells effect. Lupis then felt a tug on her right leg, unsure if it was just her own tensed emotions.

"There you are." Lupus felt a sense of dread and quickly jumped back just as the woman swiftly thrust her blur of a blade forward. "You are a coward, fight me face to face!" Lupus said nothing as the woman looked around before checking her fingers. "Strange was it Spook-meister or Reaper Seraphim playing a joke on me?"

Lupus paused as she learned of this woman who noticed her without magic. "Seraphim, the highest ranking angel. Spook-meister and this 'Reaper' Seraphim may be a problem for Nazarick." She exhaled as the woman left for the now dead campfire. "The first time I may have died, almost exhilarating." She needed to tell her lord of this after the invasion.

Soon after an hour the huge force if workers were at the foot of the tomb. This huge building of grey stone that suprised them of it's impossible size. "How is something this big, unknown to everyone?" Arche asked, confused as everyone else. "It's a sore thumb in this vacant grassland."

"Magic, that's how it went unnoticed." The black knight answered as he walked to the front of everybody. "I know of this place, but I'm sad to say that I can't divulge more infromation then that." There were complants that flew to the black knight. "I made a deal with the monster in this area of death and eternal slumber. If I had known this was your destination I would have advised you to forget all about this place."

An old man in green armor had a scowl on his face. "You think we will flee by some last minute warning!" His men cheered at his resolve an determination. "This tomb will be conquered and plundered, no undead or trap will deter us!" Not just his men, but others cheered as well to the resolve.

The black knight sighed as if he must tell a hard truth. "Well, you may go on as you wish, but I will not follow. I must keep my deal as my honor is worth more than mere gold coins or trinkets." The black knight turned around with insults of being a coward thrown at his back.

Only five did not throw an insult his way. "I'm almost sad to see him go." The mysterious woman stated before she walked towards the tomb. "Are you guys coming?"

The group of four nodded as the rest march to the tomb. "So, what monster would make Momonga steer clear?" Hekkeran asked, but only getting shrugs by his comrades. "Same as me then, great."

Imina shoved him slightly annoyed. "I think it might be an skeletal dragon, or maybe...the rumored undead?"

The cleric sweatdropped at her ominous prediction. "You mean the one that they kept under wraps in the empire. Gods above I hope that's not the case."

Arche felt nervous despite the spell holding it back, it could be much more worse than that. "What if...what if it was an elder lich?" She whispered to the cleric who jumped slightly in response. "Big tomb kept secret by magic, it's the only monster capable of such a feat."

The cleric sighed at the rather large chance of it being that dangerous. "Maybe, but maybe not."

The mysterious woman looked back at the two and knew from the feeling in the air that it was far more dangerous then that.

The woman hated it when she was right. After the workers cleared the second corridor that was filled with skeletons they were seperated. A trapped corridor made to divide a large group and sadly enough she wasn't on the side of Arche. She was with another group of adventurers that she did not care about.

"Okay so we are trapped, there must be another way out of the tomb." A stout man with shiny armor inquired as a rouge lit a torch. The woman admits she likes this change in tone as she did not care for total darkness or bright sunlight. The dim fire played with the woman's skin under her wraps. "Anyone have any ideas on how to leave?"

The woman scoffed as she counted the group of nobodies. Five members, a human priest, rouge, warrior, cleric, and the leader. She would admit he's not bad for a person of this group, but his will would waver soon.

"Ancient tombs tend to have dozens of secrets, both good and bad." The priest stated with clear enough reason. "How about you, do you have any ideas?"

The woman nodded, but it wasn't going to be a good one for them. "If what the dark knight said was true then the sensible back door is on the bottom floor." Then again she could use that ability, but these people are not worth it. "I'll be in front and I will not stop moving, try not to die."

The rouge walked up to the woman with an almost knowing stare. "Wait, you need a torch-"

"No need, there's a high amount of moisture in the air so the torchlight won't last long." The rouge nodded while the leader huffed at her taking charge. "I give it fifteen minutes before a torch becomes too wet to remain lit." She then started to walk with the others soon following, she can sense the desperation in the air.

"Do you know what happen to the noble and his slaves." Her hand twitched with irritation from the warrior's mention of someone so vile. "We could have used their magic and help."

"I killed the man and freed the elves, poor things without family." The humans paused at her casualness of something so dreadful like murder. "If you fail to understand why then you don't deserve to escape this place of death."

The rouge nodded, but felt like she could have spared for his help. "Well, still you could have let him live to assist the others." The rouge knew a fair share of dark deeds, but one so quick and said so casually unnerved him.

The woman just shrugged at his words, his point was good and clear. "Yeah, I kinda went for the kill like an animal. That usually does not happen in my life, but he was just the worst human I've ever met." She hissed at even remembering something so foul.

"That's the Slane Theocracy for you, but they're so powerful that most people ignore their crimes." The priest lammated before he felt a chill down his spine. "Why is there a draft underground?l

Her hands started to twitch from the multiple tugs to her fingers. "Undead, get behind me now!" A horde of skeleton's charged in from the darkness.

In their stumble for a defensive position the rouge tripped and dropped the torch which went out when it hit the wet ground. "Shit, brace yourselves!" There were clashes of blades and a faint glow of a purple blur flashed with every collision. The rouge manage to find the oiled stick and fiddled to light it back. "Fuck, most of the oil washed away!" He repeated his attempt at lighting the torch for about a minute until it finally did it's job. "I got i-woah!"

Around the woman were sliced up bones and armor by the hundreds. She kicked a cleaved skull with a huff. "Waste of space, how does he put up with them?" She muttered as she assessed the group and was mostly disappointed in them. Four of them stood still and awaited their demise while the rouge actually did something. "At least one of you helped."

The rouge nodded as the rest regained their bearings. "Well I could't see in the dark, I'm only human." The leader silently complained and the woman was more than a little displeased at the excuse.

Then there was a loud thud from behind them, where the trap was. "Did someone come to let us out?" The priest ask just before the woman shoved them aside. "Hey What was that about!?"

The woman was quiet then looked back at the rouge. "Run, protect your worthless friends." She drew a small knife which with a press of a hidden button extended into a shiny purple katana. "Now..."

The rouge nodded and took the priest and cleric and ran for it with the others following. "Speed it up!"

The mysterious woman then saw seven rotten faces that stare back at her from the darkness. "Time to face my might." Then two of the undead launched fireballs at her with the third firing a lightning bolt. She jumped on the wall to her right dodging the two fireballs and then rebounded from the wall over the bolt of lightning. The fourth and fifth used two bolts of frost with the sixth and seventh boosting their attack potency. She sidesteped inbetween the two spells and barly felt the cold of ice. Now she was in their front line without suffering any damage and she smiled cruelly. "My turn..."

The undead screamed out as they felt the power from her weapon. "Ah, lord Ainz forgive us!"

"He has abandoned you, First Trial Of Carnage: Bloody Gift Of Valentine!" She was a blur to the undead and soon she was behind the seven. Hundreads of red lines were soon spotted on the powerful undead until they splashed out onto the ground as a pool of blood, but their desd hearts were still intact. "Nice hearts, but I think I'll return to sender." She carefully stepped around the massive pool of blood with a small smile.

She then dashed along the dark halls and was suprised that they had ran so far. Deciding that her blind sight wasn't enough she added smell and found their scent trail. It lead to a sharp turn into a wodden door, she felt magic coming from behind the door. She busted into the door and soon met a bright light.

"...But I already have what I need?" The woman was teleported into a dark room just as a sickening crunch met her feet. "Oh, another morsol for my family to enjoy?" Only five seconds in the room and she already hated the voice and the owner of it.

"Thank gods above you've arrive!" The rouge shouted as she now noticed the new lack of party members. "Gringham thought it would be a wise idea to hide until you arrived." The leader was on the floor, predictiably bargining for his life. "I don't think we can survive this foul creature."

She saw the creature and nearly lost the fight with her stomach. It was a cockroach in the guise of a king and all around the room were...more cockroachs. She tried to force down a smile from the luck she has. "You have bad luck, my dear little b-bug." Her tone was more restrained than before, holding back her animalistic desires. "T-Tell you what, let us go and I won't commit genocide to your family."

The noble cockroached laughed from what he assumed was a joke. "It's hilarious to think you can kill me and my family, your trapped stuck and soon to be eaten again and again." He tapped the air with his royal sector as if he made a degree. "My family is tired of cannablism so you will provide me an easy solution!"

She spat the cockroach and felt her hunger, but not just her own. "Oh, well then I guess I think diffrently from you." She let out a chuckle as her hunger had now broke out of her control. "But, let's try that out! Arachnophobic nightmare!" She screamed as the cockroaches under her feet scattered back to their lord. "It's time to show him who's the true dinner!"

The royal cockroach stepped back as he felt a familiar instinct terror rise in his belly. "W-what is happening, Lord Kyouhukou demands it!?"

The fleeing insects were soon taken one by one with nearly invisible purple webs. "It's dinner time." Soon poisonous spiders crawled out from under the ground as did several species of scorpions. "Hahahah!"

Kyouhukou knew an arachnid when he saw one and he flipped out. "Eh!? No matter my endless swarm will eat yours! Behold the power of my secpter!" His golden rod glowed bright as a large swarm of insects crawled out from the wall behind him.

The woman seemed to smile. "You are a such a fool, more food for me! Arachnids, Consume and become one! Cupcake and Mandrake Evolution!" The arachnids stopped their advance and started to eat one another, but with every corpse consumed they grew bigger and bigger. The cockroach king was in terror as two titanic bug eaters threaten to break out of the room's small space.

"Holy shit!" Was all the rouge could muster as the two bugs gave out a crooked smile. "That's awesome.."

The royal waved his scepter again, but then the cupcake spider webbed the rod and threw it up into the air. "No! How dare you take my treasure!?" Cupcake webbed it again, but then swallowed the magical rod with a large burp. "M-My rod..." Cupcake roared as the Mandrake scorpion used It's tail to attack the king of cockroaches. "Royal cape!" The king waved his cape which deflected the posionous tail, but he could only do it for so long. "Gah!?" Mandrake grabbed the king with it'a right claw. The king could deflect the tail, but grapples are something he can't ignore.

The woman reached out with an opened palm and the king could practically sense a sadistic grin. "Mandrake, carapace snap!" The scorpian did as the woman commanded and began to crush the roach with deadly pressure.

"N-no, King Kyouhukou and his lineage should live foev-!" With a snap and a rush of green blood from the king's mid-section did Mandrake separate him into two pieces.

The woman looked at the two surviving members and felt her hunger returning. "Cupcake take the coward of a warrior and save his melted meat, he doesn't deserve to live." The rouge was disgusted as Cupcake webbed the terrified man with pleasure before dragging him into it's mouth. "F-Follow me if you want to live." She cleched her teeth trying to not imagine him as food, damn that slaver.

The rouge nodded as the last surviving member of his team. "Of course, but I don't really have much say in the matter." The woman walked over to the corpse of the king and undid her wraps. "What are you and how do you control these insects?"

She breathed in, letting her two fangs glint in the dim light. "I don't control them as much as their eternal hunger does." She lifted the top half of the royal corpse and bit into his neck. Soon the top half melted into a putrid brown fluid and she let out an unsatified moan. "Not as nutrious as I thought, god that is a foul taste." She complianed as she wiped her tounge with her linen glove. "Of course being their...special member of the family brings some annoying drawbacks." She wrapped the cloth around her face again and breathed into the now bloody material.

The rouge looked around the and saw the surviving army of roaches being devoured by her spiders and scorpions. "I don't see a way out, are we trapped?" It would explain why the king of roaches resorted to cannibalism to survive. "What a way to go, starving in a room full of dead bugs." Though the rouge was being sarcastic he wasn't really joking.

"Mandrake." The rouge froze as the woman called out to her pet. "Take him out of this tomb, I have one last thing to take care of before I also leave." Then the woman jumped into cupcake's mouth. "Bring me to Arche, now!" As the massive spider vainshed in a swarm of tiny spiders, Mandrake gently wrapped the rouge around it's tail.

"Woah, uh, Mandrake, I should let you know I have a fear of-" The scorpion busted through the ground and started to burrow at a rapid pace. "Ahhhhhhh!"

In the tomb's amphitheater they were broken and beaten, what did they expect less when facing with the tomb's supreme master. A bleeding Arche laid next to the cleric who fainted from a powerful backhand by the tomb's lord. Imina and Hekkeran were at their limit and there was no way to beat this skeletal monster.

Ainz was bored and wondered where that woman was because this group barely brought him a warm up. Five seconds after ditching basic warrior gear and this battle went down hill for them real fast. "It's impossible to even scratch me with the damage your putting out." He held out his hand as a dark energy swirled around it. "Touch of undeath, with this I'll bring three of you mercy." With his other hand he pointed at the knocked out cleric. "Him however, I would like to test on. Maybe I'll disprove what humanity calls god and their 'righteous' faith."

Hekkeran looked back at Arche, who was trying to wake Roberdyck back up. "Arche, me and Imina will buy you guys a couple of seconds!" Imina fired an arrow at Ainz who swatted it out of the air like a fly. "Go, now!"

Arche looked up at her group's leader with a defiant scowl. "No way am I leaving you guys! Please wake up!" She slapped the bearded cleric to no avail.

"Arche, face the facts we bit more then we could chew!" Imina fired another arrow doing absolutly nothing to the overlord. "At most escape with your life, escape and save your sisters!" Her words struck a cord to the mage, but Arche would be damned if she left all of them to die.

She picked up the heavy cleric and breathed. "Don't go out without a fight! Fly!" The cleric was heavy and Arche can admit that it was more then she could handle. The weight slowed down her speed dramatically and ran havoc with her stamina, but she has to do this...she has to.

Ainz stopped and laughed at such a futile attempt at escape, escpecially one so slow. He looked up to the podium where Albedo was watching her lord Ainz. "Albedo, show them that escape if meaningless in our home!"

Albedo pouted as she wanted to see him trample the humans some more. "Aww! I'll do it quick for you lord Ainz!" Her wings flapped and she took flight after the slow escape.

Imina turned her bow to the succubus. "Oh no you don-!?" Ainz was right there, an impossible movement. "Shit!" He reached out for her, a touch to end life itself.

Hekkeran ran to the elf with rage in his eyes. "Oh no you don't!"

She was tired and exhausted, it took all her strength to carry Roberdyck in the air. "Am I...far enough yet?" She pleded with her question, asking the gods above to aid her plight.

"Nope and you will never be." Arche stopped and turned her head to see the succubus. "Watch." She held out a rock, a normal rock, and then she threw it to the horizan. In three seconds there was a puff of grey dust where the rock collided with the solid sky. "You never left the tomb, your actually six floors deep. Even if you did escape this floor you would have five more to go." Arche was crying at her hope of escape being pulverized just like that rock. "Now if you would so kindly go to the ground. Ainz cares a lot for that cleric so it would be a pity if he fell to his death."

Arche did what was demanded of her as she couldn't possible escape this situation. Her feet reached the ground of a forest, this new grave of hers. "Will my death be painful?" She wanted to stand until the end, but how does one stand against a tornado of despair.

Albedo smiled cruelly at the mage and the answer was soon obvious to Arche. "I will not kill you, maybe I'll have Entoma and the others feast on you for eternity while your conscious for every moment of it." Albedo was ready to lunge at the defenseless human. "Any last words?"

Arche thought about them and frown at the sucucbus. "Well, for ripping me away from my sisters who need my help..." There were tears coming out of her eyes. "Fuck you and your lord!"

Albedo lunged at Arche ready to decapatate the human with brute force alone from the insult. Then she was caught in the air, trapped by something unknown. "The hell is this!?"

"Made it, just in time..." The mysterious woman left the flora brush with her left hand completely tense. "Just enough to gain the advantage." She pulled out her katana and slashed whatever was keeping the succubus aloft. Albedo fell down and growled at the woman. "Now aren't you one hell of a bitch?"

Albedo growled and prepared to kill the interloper. "You will pay for that with your blood and suffering!" Albedo charged at the mysterious woman, expecting her to die.

"You're a fool just like the rest, a fly in my web." Just several inches away from her position, Albedo was trapped again. "It's interesting that you can't see my webs. Perhaps my magic's origin is unknown to your world's detection." She tapped the succubus's forehead with the blade's tip. "One hit is all I need to slay such a vile thing of evil." He katana glowed purple and Albedo could sense magic that made her skin burn just being near by it. "I am merciful though, remember this night as one of humility!"

The woman walked to Arche and picked up the cleric for her. "Thankfully, Cupcake can travel through magical barriers." The woman whistled and then a giant spider burst through the thick brush. "Take us to the surface." She looked at the very pissed off albedo who struggled in her webs. "How does it feel to fail? Remember it and you may see the light." She tossed the cleric into Cupcake's mouth as Arche followd suite. "Have a nice day." The woman jumped into the spider's mouth and it burrowed into the ground.

"Arghhhhh!" Albedo screamed out in rage, to fail her lord was...beyond agonizing.

Meanwhile on the first floor Shalltear was face to face with one of the adventer groups. The group was lead by an old man in green armor with an oak spear. Judging the group' ability they were less skilled then Brian's mercs. "I ask again, turn back now and I will show mercy unlike most others here." Behind the group she saw another nightmare mirage, one of a young armless reptile.

The old man smirked, underestimating the masked lady in front of him. "We came all this way so we won't stop until our job is done!" He pointed his spear at Shalltear, if this were before her fight with Frisk they would have all been dead already. "Now step out of our way little girl!"

She clenched the haft of an old sword, more then enough with her power but yet...she couldn't. Ever since her fight with Frisk her heart would break at touching a weapon or even more so to use it for pure violence. She turned around and knew a perfect solution, but even that was hard still. "I hope Brian forgives me, Einherjar..." A powerful mist of energy left her and it form into an exact duplicate of herself, fox mask and all. "Do what I can't." The copy almost seemed to nod with the same feeling, it was a spirtual copy after all. Shalltear walked away while the copy drew it's ghostly blade. She closed her eyes and blocked out the blood curdling screams that came from the group's dying breath. She opened her eyes and saw the repitle again, the mirage had tears in it's eyes. "I had too..."

The kid seemed to fade away like dust on a strong yet calm wind. "I wish I could stop you..." The mirage echoed and Shalltear screamed from her emotional pain, the words pierced like sharp ice to her dead heart.

She fell onto the now red floor, the group's blood had crawled it's way to her from the cracks in the floor. Tear drops fell from the edge of her mask and onto the red liquid below. She slowly laid herself against the wall to her right and retreated into her arms with negativity. "Please, Stop...no more death, no more pain." She pleaded even though her lord wishes those things upon those who defy him. "Why am I like this!?"

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing kiddo." The mirage of the short skeleton wondered as well. He sat besides the vampire and drank from a bottle of ketchup. "I mean what makes a kid want to commit genocide? I would hand you this drink to comfort you, but I'm dead and also..." He pointed his blury hand to the collected red liquid in front of her. "You already have some."

"Shut up, shut up!" She closed her eyes, wishing all this pain and anguish would go away. "They wouldn't listen, I would have let them go if they had just left!" The skeleton rolled his eyes and she could feel his doubt. "But, they left me with-"

"No choice right?" He hissed venom and she felt the sting of every syllable. "You think a fight is one without choice, wrong!" He scremed causing her to retreat even more into her arms. "You can decided to swing a blade or cast a spell." Now he was right in front of her crying form. "Even how to kill them, you could have just knocked them out. Maybe even teleport them out of here afterwards?"

"Please leave me alone..." She whimpered, her throat was hoarse from her screams of sorrow. "I'm sorry..."

The mirage scoffed and faded away into dust. "Keep telling yourself that kid..."

She got up from the wall, using it as leverage to walk. She needed to think somewhere quiet, her room was her only sanctuary here.

Outside the tomb and in the forest, Mandrake and Cupcake burrowed out of the ground. "That was terrifying..." The rouge muttered as the giant scorpian let him go and onto the soft dirt below. "Never again will I kill arachnids, so scary.."

"Ah, grow a spine already it wasn't that bad!" The woman yelled as Cupcake spat the three occupants out of it's mouth. "They may look scary, but they're just the sweetest little kids." The two conscious human had their jaws wide open as the woman pet the giant spider and scorpion. "Who's a good boy and girl, you two are!" She cooed as the two arachnids hummed in contentment.

Arche stood up and put Roberdyck's arm around her shoulder. "My two best friends are dead, but I'm at least a little glad that some of us survived." She began to cry as not only did she lose two of her best friends, but also failed her sisters. "God I hope they will be alright from my failure..."

The woman looked at the rouge. "You owe me, go help Arche's sisters. Bring the sisters and her to the goblin village, It's neutral territory far away from trouble." She cralwed inside of Cupcake's mouth. "That is all I can help you with, I'm sorry."

Arche smiled as what she said was far from the truth. "Your help is far more then what we deserve. But can you tell us your name, it feel weird to call you the lady in linen."

The woman smiled from Arche's question. "I guess I owe you that much for not being there for your friends. My name is Caroline, I have a title but I think that's all you need to hear from me." Caroline rapidly tapped Cupcake's tounge. "It's time to go home you two!" The two arachnids then burrowed underground ans all traces that Caroline was ever there vanished.

The rouge helped the mage with the unconsious Roberdyck. "I kinda owe my life to her, so let me help. My name is Vulner Skit, what's yours?" The mage smiled at the rouge's friendliness and eagarness to help.

"I disowned my family so Arche is fine, this heavy log we're carrying is Roberdyck." They walked out of the forest and followed the new path to E-rantel for some supplies.

Okay this was a long one, honestly I thought it would be really short but around 7000 words! Damn how does the time fly by?

So I looked at the cockroach monster that lives in the tomb and I was surpised by how weak he is compared to the others in Nazarick. So I was like, okay time to have fun with his lack of power.

Also fun fact: Scorpions are a part of the arachnid family, commonly thought of as only spiders! I found this out by an event in a pixalated game and Hunter X Hunter by the lady with the scorpion tail.

Also another fact: some spiders melt their prey to consume their insides and I kept to the trend of disgusting and have Caroline feasts on the king of roaches. Don't ask how I found that out, just don't. Let's just say I had nightmares that same night.

How was the worker invasion arc, was it up to your expectations? But also, what do you think of Caroline?