The small little shop, the Blue Pharmacy, had just opened its doors that morning for business, however so far no customers had come through the door. This could be led to the fact that an aura hung over it like a cloud of despair, and the wails of a hungover Goddess didn't help the ambiance. Inside a young woman stood, her dogs ears and tail marked her as a chienthrope and her half closed eyes made her look tired. Her long brown hair hung messily around her face almost hiding her purple eyes as she stood before the God of her Familia.

"Are you sure it's not to much trouble Naaza?" Miach questioned, he had asked a task of her that might have been too much.

"It's only the second floor." She responded quietly, tail low as she lowered her eyes. Since the accident that had claimed her arm she hadn't been able to venture forth… no, hadn't wasn't the right way to describe it. Wouldn't venture forth into the Dungeon would be more precise. Even being a level two, the Dungeon affected her after the incident leaving her heavily traumatised. She still had her skills, there was no doubt about that, even against an adventurer her will wouldn't waver. It was the monsters below that caused her such trauma.

"I'm sorry to ask this of you." Miach frowned as another groan came from the back room of the pharmacy.

"There's no need to explain, Lord Miach." She bowed her head, the petite goddess had been on tough times since coming to Genkai and had been kicked from Hephaestus shop after being discovered hiding beneath the counter by the Goddess of Smithing herself. Miach and this particular Goddess knew one another since their time in Tenkai, Miach just couldn't let her live on the streets and had taken her in. The Goddess had suggested that they go drinking to celebrate their reunion and despite Naaza trying to protest the idea to her God, he agreed to it.

Now Naaza had been requested to venture to the second floor of the Dungeon to pick up a herb that they had run out of, usually they would send a request for an adventurer, but due to the bar tab both Miach and the Goddess picked up at the tavern last night, their funds were running low and the monthly payment for Naaza's artificial arm was coming up, so Naaza would have to go at the behest of her God.

"Just be safe." Miach smiled at her, placing a hand on her shoulder with a firm grip. Her tail wagged slightly before she nodded and turned, grabbing a large quiver of arrows that was slung over the back of a chair along with a satchel and the longbow that rested against it. Click, click. Naaza's artificial right arm, made mechanical sounds as she moved the limb. She gave Miach a small bow before leaving the Blue Pharmacy.

"Miach…" A groan came from the back room causing the God to sigh gently, however the smile was still ever present.

"Just a moment Hestia." He called back retrieving a glass of water and a small sachet of medicine.

Naaza frowned slightly as she looked down into the depths of the entrance to the Dungeon, a small platform overlooked it so she could stay out of the way of the adventure's coming and going, despite the time the entrance was usually a busy area. Rookie adventure's finding their first drop item and wanting to see how much it was worth, a small party venturing from the middle floors with smiles on their faces despite their ragged appearances.

Her heart was beating rapidly, it had been a long time that since she had last looked down into the Dungeon, longer still since she had step foot into its depths. Raising a hand up to her artificial arm she frowned, Miach had poured every last drop of Valis the Familia had into the creation of it by the Dian Cecht Familia. This had resulted in everyone but her leaving the Miach Familia due to the enormous debt that resulted in it's creation. Had she kept up her adventuring into the Dungeon's depths, the debt wouldn't be as large as it was now, but due to her trauma the only way that the Miach family was able to make money was by making potions.

Seeing a large group of Rookie adventures Naaza walked from the platform and a few meters behind followed them down into the Dungeon. It wasn't honorable, nor brave but following another party without them knowing was a sure way to make it to the second floor without having to deal with the monsters herself. The party wasn't a fast as she liked but she kept with them out of eyesight to be sure they didn't see her as a threat of some kind and finally they reached the second floor.

This is where the chienthrope parted from the rookies. She knew where to find the herb, unlike most. Most believed that the first floors were completely empty of any kind of vegetation, however with some prior experience that was tucked away in her mind she knew that wasn't so.

Pulling an arrow from her quiver she knocked it to the string at a moments notice she could pull it back and defend herself. Carefully moving through the caverns of the second floor, her heart wasn't calm in the slightest, her eyes were frantic as she saw movement in the shadows but she couldn't tell if they were monsters or not. Her palms were sweaty as she gripped the string and bow.

"Hahaha! Did you see that!" Naaza pivoted on her feet, bow string pulled all the way back to her cheek as she took aim, eyes frantic at the sudden sound, chest heaving in fright before the two adventures walked through the intersection she had just walked through and out of sight without taking notice of her. Taking a deep breath Naaza lowered the bow, hands quivering.

"Maybe this is too much for me." She thought to herself with a deep frown as she turned in the direction she had been heading, perhaps she could tell Lord Miach it had been too much. Quicky shaking her head, she was almost there. Deciding to finish what she started she continued along, her pace a little more brisk. The faster she got the herbs the sooner she could leave. Entering the familiar area where the Herbs tended to grow in number, she got to work.

Slinging her bow over her shoulder and putting away her arrow she pulled forth a knife. Turning over a few rocks she spotted the small vines running through the ground, with her knife she sliced through the roots before quickly placing them in her carry bag.

Stopping at the sound of battle down the cavern, she rose her head, while her dog ears may be droopy they were still sensitive to sound. Hearing the battle end with the adventure seemingly victorious, Naaza continued with her work. Moving around the small clearing, she moved rocks aside to find the vines running through the ground and collected as many as she could, her small satchel beginning to fill fairly quickly.

As she reached for the last vine the echoing crack of the Dungeon made her freeze, the sound was so familiar, any adventurer worth their salt would recognise it. It was the birth of a monster. Her body tensed as the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Her mouth suddenly dry as she clenched her knife in a vice grip. With wide panicking eyes Naaza looked over her shoulder and her face went pale as a kobold was thrust from the wall of the Dungeon, landing on its feet, mouth snarling as it glared at her with fiery red eyes. Naaza' body began to shake, her face the colour of a ghost as she she fell backwards, back pressed up against the wall she had been facing.

Memories flashed through her mind, gnawing teeth, blood, fallen comrades. Holding up the knife that was shaking in her grip, face stricken with fear as the kobold approached, each step it made made her freeze up before it finally lunged.

"AHHHH!" The teeth of the kobold sank deep into her left shoulder as the blade of her knife sunk into its chest, but not a fatal wound she had missed the magic stone. Pain set in with the panic as the kobold began to shake its head, it's teeth ripping into her shoulder making her cry out into the dungeon's caverns.

Her mind was a mess as she drew back the dagger and drove it back in, several times but it didn't kill the kobold, amidst the growls and her own screams she missed the humming sound, but not the echoing thud.

The kobold went rigid, no movement even going so far as to release her shoulder from it's jaws. Naaza believed she had finally killed it, but that wasn't the case. Through teary eyes Naaza watched the kobold become encased in ice moments after it had been struck. Then the sound of footsteps.

"Hyaaah!" A golden shield crashed into the frozen kobold shattering it to pieces over the floor next to Naaza. The chienthrope was breathing heavy as she looked up at the one who had saved her, he was just a boy. His white hair stuck out in the darkness in the depths of the Dungeon and as he turned to face her, the echoing sound of his shield shrinking into the device on his wrist, his red eyes met hers. "Are you okay!?" He was panicked, which surprisingly enough calmed her down, his eyes shot to her shoulder and his eyes widened. Quickly reaching for his bag on his back he placed it before him and rummaged through it.

"Ah! The goblins!" Bell cursed himself, recalling his first trip into the dungeon before meeting with Loki where the Goblins had destroyed his restorative potions he got in his rookie kit. Looking up at the girl that had been attacked. "I'm sorry, I don't have any potions."

Naaza's eyes widened slightly, that had been what he had been looking for? He was going to use a potion to help her? Having been selling potions for quite some time she knew how expensive they could be, yet he hadn't even hesitated upon seeing her injury. Trying to reach over to her satchel with her left arm she grimaced as pain shot down from her shoulder.

"M-My bag." She spoke softly as she cradled her left arm with her artificial one, making Bell hesitate before looking down at the satchel at her waist. Carefully reaching for it, he opened the bag and looked inside, several roots were housed within, then he spotted the small vial, a potion. Naaza sat up roughly against the dungeon wall. Bell opened the vile with a flick of his thumb, the cork flying off into the darkness as he rose it to Naaza's lips.

Tilting her head back she downed the potion which set to restoring her shoulder. While not a high class potion, it was one of her own making and it mended the muscle that the kobold's teeth had torn through and the skin healed over, even if it looked a little red in places. Taking in a deep breath she released the grip she had on her left arm and let her breath go.

Bell collapsed with a small smile on his face as he stared at the young woman some years older than himself. She was okay.

Bell had heard her panicked cry while he had been taking a short break not far from here. Racing to see if he could help, he spotted a kobold attacking someone, having thrown his newly acquired Leviathan Axe, it had frozen the monster which gave him the opportunity to come in and smash it with his shield.

"T-Thank you." Naaza whispered softly, pulling her knees up to her chest, burying her face into her knees, her shoulders trembling slightly. Bell's eyes widened as she began to cry in front of him.

"A man should never let a girl cry." Hearing his Grandfather's words echo in his mind he rose to his feet, raised his hand and was glad he caught the axe in a non embarrassing manner, after practising long and hard after he broke that window, he found that focusing on the twirling axe heading for you, wasn't the best thing. Spinning it up and around he hooked it in place and walked forward, kneeling before the chienthrope.

"Would you like some help getting back to the entrance?" He asked softly, it took some time for her shoulders to stop trembling but once they had, she raised her face slowly and nodded softly. He offered her a smile, he hoped it was a brave one and offered his hand.

Taking the boy's hand, he pulled her to her feet. Naaza stumbled slightly before regaining herself. Despite being on her feet, the boy didn't let go of her hand and with a smile began to lead her back through the caverns. Taking a glance over her shoulder at the shattered icy remains of the kobold, the small glimmer of the magic stone caught her eye…. he wasn't going to pick it up? Deciding not to dwell on it, she turned back to the boy leading her and squeezed his hand slightly tighter.

The light from the entrance reached halfway up the stairs of the Dungeon entrance, this was where Bell finally let go of the girls hand. He had been to embarrassed to let go after he realised that he had been holding her hand much longer than he had intended too. There had been no talk on their way back to the entrance, Bell honestly didn't know what to say.

This was the exact example his Grandfather had told him about, having an encounter with a girl in the Dungeon, but he was way to inexperienced to know how to deal with it! He just knew once he fell asleep that night his dreams would be filled with a lecturing Grandfather.

"I failed Grandpa!" Bell mentally apologised before he felt a tug on his sleeve making him turn to the chienthrope.

"Thank you." She bowed her head and Bell smiled gently, she had been really scared when he had come along, now that she was out of the Dungeon she seemed more relaxed.

"Don't mention it." He smiled, retreating down a few steps backwards. "I'll see you around." He called to her, pretty sure that he'd never see her again but as he went to turn she quickly reached into her satchel producing three vials, halting him in his steps.

"As thanks." She told him making him blink in surprise.

"N-No, you don't have to do that." Bell assured, he didn't help her out for a reward. However the slight droop of her ears that he so wanted to touch, increased as well as her tail, the similar traits to what a dog might have when it was sad. "But, thank you." He hastened back up the steps once more, slinging his bag from his back as she handed him the vials.

"I'm Naaza, Naaza Erisuis." She introduced herself as he placed the vials in his bag. "I work at Blue Pharmacy, we sell potions, I hope you come by." She bowed her head before heading up the stairs quickly.

"B-Bell Cranel!" Bell called out his own name making her stop and look down the steps at him, as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. "My name." A small smile came to her face. "I'll stop by." He added and Bell swore he saw her tail wag gently before hurrying back up the steps. With an embarrassed grin on his face Bell turned back and headed down the steps back into the Dungeon.

During his earlier venture into the Dungeon and heading Miss Eina's warnings he had stuck on the first floor, but after a while the endless goblins and kobolds weren't matching up to his newly acquired weapon and shield. So he had ventured to the second floor. This had led him to saving Naaza, which in his mind was the right choice.

"Never leave a girl behind Bell, promise me that." His Grandfather's smile made him brim with pride, he had done his Grandfather proud. Now, the white haired teen headed straight for the second floor, axe in hand as he climbed down the natural steps of the dungeon. Now with a few potions, courtesy of Naaza he was feeling a bit more confident.

Grinning Bell raced off into the Dungeon, axe in hand.

The moment he came across two kobold's, he didn't waver. Their attention gained by his footsteps, they were already facing him, launching his axe it spun in a straight line before crashing into the first kobold, the strength knocking it off its feet as it turned to ice in the air, shattering as it hit the ground. The second kobold was already on him but in an instant, Bell's shield was up and he parried the jaws that were heading for him, recalling the axe never taking his eye off the kobold, the familiar feeling of it entering his hand made him swing and strike the axe down turning the kobold to black dust as a small magic stone fragment hit the ground.

"So fast." Bell breathed out, his cheeks saw from his child like grin, he almost felt invincible. But Eina's words stuck in his mind.

"Don't let your guard down." Nodding at the memory of one of her lectures he quickly knelt down and picked up the magic stone fragment before opening the pouch at his hip and adding it to the numerous others he had collected before meeting Naaza, going over to the shattered ice, he found the stone fragment and did the same.

"Being an Adventurer is so cool." He smiled as he saw that he was an intersection, picking a direction he quickly raced down it, missing the enormous figure emerge from the shadows that had been watching him. The large cloaked figure examined the boy's handiwork before following after him.

Bell was breathing slightly heavy as he took a seat on a rock, he had been at this for a while now and in no uncertain terms could be said that the second floor was much like the first, although he'd ask Eina if he could go down to the third floor when he reported to her on his way back home, he didn't want to her to get mad at him for doing something reckless. A slight gurgle erupted from his stomach and he hung his head, he hadn't brought any lunch with him today. Having been too excited, he had raced away from his new home only remembering to lock the door.

"Maybe I should head up and get some lunch." He spoke quietly to himself as he unlatched his small magic stone pouch and looked in it, it was mostly full of magic stone fragments. It was much more than he received on his very first venture into the Dungeon, he hoped Loki would be proud of what he accomplished.

THUD

Bell almost jumped in fright and was grateful that he hadn't let out a squeal of surprise at the sudden figure sitting on a rock next to him. The man was enormous, a large cloak surrounded his form hiding the majority of his body and any weapons that might be underneath. His height made Bell shrink, even sitting side by side Bell had to crane his neck to look up at him. As Bell took the features of his brown hair, and a pair of boar ears the man suddenly looked down at him, then rose his hand up.

"Hungry?" The boaz asked making Bell blink as he looked down at the man's hand to see that he was holding out a neatly wrapped sandwich.

"A-Are you sure!?" Bell asked frantically and the man simply nodded, bowing his head slightly as thanks Bell took the offered sandwich. Unwrapping the rather delicate fabric, he was surprised to find that the crusts had been cut off. Looking awkwardly up at the large man who was already half way through his own sandwich, Bell didn't ask about it and easily chowed down. "Bland."

Bell grimaced slightly, the taste was far from what it looked like and the salt overwhelmed the meat between the bread, that and the spices didn't mix at all, whoever made it was not an expert at doing so. Despite the taste Bell still wolfed it down hungry enough to do so, the moment he did a large water skin was offered to him which he gladly took. Unfortunately it wasn't water, a strong stench of ale came from within but just to get the intense taste of the sandwich from his mouth he took a mouthful. Just one mouthful made his throat burn and his cheeks redden.

The sound of cracking reached both of them as across the small area Bell had chosen to rest in, a goblin was emerging. Bell looked up at the man wondering if he should offer to take the goblin out, the questioned was taken from him before he had even asked it. The man simply stood up, strode over to the Goblin before ripping it from the wall with one powerful hand and crashed it's skull into the wall of the Dungeon.

"Wow." Bell whispered, he'd never seen strength like that before.

"You're a rookie." The man simply stated making Bell straighten up.

"Y-Yes, sir!" Bell nodded hastily as he got to his feet.

"Do you know how to fight?" The man simply asked.

"W-Well, this is only my second time in the Dungeon." Bell confessed. "I don't have much skill."

"Your other Familia members don't train you?" He questioned honestly curious, once more making Bell fidget slightly, he hadn't even met another member of the Loki Familia.

"My circumstances are… unusual?" He tried to say, however the boaz didn't seem like he was going to prod into his unique circumstances, simply nodding.

"I have time." The man stated making Bell's eyes widen. "Come at me." A smile came to Bell's face, he didn't know why but this man was being so nice to him, gave him food when he was hungry and was even offering to train him. To him, not a single thing was wrong with this situation, just one nice guy offering a helping hand. Pulling his axe from his back he looked unsure of himself, should he use his weapon.

"Your weapon is fine." The boaz spoke, as if reading Bell's thoughts. "You won't hurt me." Bell felt a twinge of irritation at that, sure the guy had absolutely destroyed a Goblin but he was stronger than a Goblin and he had been working really hard. Gripping his axe tightly he charged forward, the man simply standing in place as Bell did so.

Bell swung his axe only for the man to palm it to the side as if it were nothing, Bell stumbled barely able to catch his footing as he was forced in the direction of his axe. Hearing movement he turned only to see the man having raised his arm up, recalling what he did to the Goblin with the very same arm, he pulled his arm up twisting his wrist the shield coming forth from within the mechanism.

Bell was not expecting such strength.

The moment the boazs fist hit the shield, Bell's entire body was crashed into the Dungeon floor, the ground cracking around him as his head spun and dizziness overcame him. His arm was completely numb as he groaned beneath the shield as the boazs stood over him.

"Dodge an attack you cannot block." Advice came from above as the man gripped the shield and pulled Bell back to his feet, the teen slightly wobbly and unsteady. "A good shield." He stated, not seeing a single dent in the golden plating covering it. "Try dodging." Bell barely had time to register what the boaz said before a fist was sent his way, not enough time to fully dodge it the fist grazed Bell's shield sending him whirling in an arc in the air, as Bell landed on his side the boaz was on him again. Rolling away as the boaz's knee cracked the floor where he had been he panicked and got to his feet. "Better."

An hour later, Bell was battered and bruised, having already gone through his potions that Naaza had given him due to a broken arm and a few broken ribs, Bell's new training partner decided to call it a day. Bell was glad, but he also knew that the pain he had suffered would teach him. All the advice that he had been given would be taken to heart.

"Until next time." The boaz stated, Bell had no idea there was going to be a next time, the large man picked up his pack before heading off into the direction of where the entrance to the third floor was.

"W-Wait!" Bell called after him, stopping him. "Thankyou!" Bell bowed his head deeply. "I won't forget what you taught me!" The Boaz simply nodded. Before continued to walk away "Also the sandwich! It was really good." Bell smiled happily.

"A lie, but Lady Freya will be happy to hear it." Ottar thought as he headed deeper into the Dungeon, he had to wonder if his Goddess would be happy about what he had done, he never intended to aide the boy like he had only give him the sandwich Freya had made for the boy.

Eina was rubbing her temples in frustration at the boy who sat across from her. Two days and he decided he was ready to head to floor two. Bell should have stayed on the first floor for at least two or three more days. Yes, he had a little prior experience the other day when he went down and didn't have a Falna, but Rookies needed to take their time. He had come back covered in bruises for goodness sake.

"Bell." Eina's eye was twitching making Bell shrink under her gaze, her aura was menacing. "Don't proceed further than recommended, understand." The stare she gave made him swallow nervously.

"But if I didn't, Miss Naaza would have been hurt, or worse." Bell tried to defend causing Eina to sigh gently, having heard the full report about what had happened even before Bell had told her what transpired. Naaza herself had come to the Guild and explained that a white haired boy named Bell Cranel had saved her.

"Yes and she was very grateful Bell, however you can't be a hero to everyone." Eina declared. "As horrible as it sounds, not everyone in the Dungeon can be saved. You've only just begun, become stronger and than think about saving people but always put yourself first." Bell hung his head slightly and let out a soft sigh. "But considering your efforts, I'll let you venture to floor two, but do not proceed to the third floor until I give the green light." She gave in, for some reason she just couldn't stay mad at the kid.

"Yes Miss Eina!" Bell raised his head with a large smile on his face.

"Now why were you covered in bruises on your way back? A full report Mister!" Bell chuckled awkwardly, the boaz hadn't said not to tell anyone but Bell had heard that Familia mingling as such wasn't a good thing. Deciding to hold off on the bout of training, he gave her a small white lie to say he just pushed himself too hard and promised not to do it again.

Eina was about to give him the all clear before she decided to ask a few more questions.

"How is being apart of Loki's Familia?" Eina asked.

"It's okay…" Bell trailed off slightly. "I mean, it's weird right? Keeping it a secret from the rest of the Familia?" Eina nodded her head quickly.

"Indeed it is weird, very weird, unorthodox even, but also a massive pain." Eina groaned. "I had to make excuse after excuse to my boss." She pouted. "All that paperwork just so Goddess Loki can have her fun." Bell smiled slightly, so this was Miss Eina not in advisor mode. "Please tell Goddess Loki that there are rules to this, the guild cannot strictly keep Familia members secret, they're accessible to the public afterall. We simply won't advertise your new position."

"I will tell her." Bell nodded.

"Also, that weapon… did Loki get it for you?" She asked having taken note of his new weapon hanging from his back upon him entering the Guild.

"Yeah." Bell nodded bringing forth the axe. "Goddess took me to Melen to where we met with some dwarves."

"It's not to heavy for you? I'd think you'd be much more comfortable with a smaller blade." She suggested, just seeing the weapon made it look like it didn't fit someone of Bell's size.

"It's lighter than it looks." Bell smiled. Eina having satisfied her curiosity let Bell go an exchange his magic stones and said farewell for the day. The sum was considerably more than the 500 valis he had made his first trip to the Dungeon, now with all the magic stones fragments and a few drop items he had been lucky enough to collect he earned 2400 valis. Before he left the guild he turned to Eina.

"Could you give me directions to the Blue Pharmacy?"

"Of course." Eina smiled happily knowing he was going to check up on Naaza.

Bell pushed open the door to the small shop, a little bell ringing above his head to alert his presence. Closing the door he was amidst a row of shelves stocked with all manners items he had never seen before.

"So this is a potion shop." He breathed out as he looked around in slight awe, he had never been in one before.

"Hello customer, how can I assist you?" A man's voice reached Bell and he turned to the counter. There stood a man with long dark blue hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a dark blue robe. Bell approached with a nervous smile.

"Um, hello." He bowed lightly. "I was just, I was just making sure that Miss Naaza was alright, after what happened." The man's eyes widened slightly before he reached over and grasped Bell's hands in his own.

"Bell Cranel!" He announced making Bell pull back awkwardly but couldn't pull his hands from the God's grip. "You're Bell Cranel!"

"Uh, yes." Bell nodded.

"You have my gratitude young man." Tears welled in the man's eyes making Bell begin to panic slightly.

"Lord Miach I have the..." The familiar voice of the Chienthrope reached Bell's ears and he turned to her pleadingly as she entered from the back room, Miach was on his knees atop the counter hugging the boy at an awkward angle.

"Miss Naaza, please help." Tail wagging as she realised it was Bell that had come to see her, she continued to walk towards them.

"Bell, this is Lord Miach the God of my Familia and owner of this shop." Bell was surprised at Naaza's words, he didn't know this man was a God. "Lord Miach, please let Bell go."

"R-Right, so sorry Bell, joy simply overwhelmed me." Miach smiled gently at the boy as he climbed down off the counter. "I can never repay you for what you did for Naaza today." He bowed his head deeply.

"No, it's fine." Bell waved his hands in front of himself. "Anyone in my situation would have done the same." He offered, making both Miach and Naaza to believe he was an innocent one. "I just came by to see how Miss Naaza was doing, and to thank her for the potions. They really helped." The memory of his twisted arm made him grimace. "I owe you one." He smiled.

"We'll call it even." Naaza smiled at him.

"I just came for a quick visit, I'll come by next time to buy something." Bell told them, retreating from the counter, he was hoping Loki was at the house so she could update his Status, he wanted to see how far he had come today, he felt like he had done a lot.

"Please do, we'll be looking forward to your continued patronage." Miach smiled at him as he waved before leaving the store. "A honourable young man." Miach smiled as he turned to Naaza. "Don't cheat him to much."

"Never." Naaza smiled up at him, before her back straightened slightly as she stood before her God. "I… I want to try being an Adventurer again." Miach's eyes shot wide open at her words. "We're still in alot of debt for what you did for me Lord Miach, if I had continued on as an Adventure that debt to Lord Dian Cecht would be much less. Even if it's just as a supporter at the start." She said bowing her head before Miach's hands landed on her shoulders.

"Don't push yourself Naaza, do what you can and never force yourself." Miach told her with a smile as she looked up at him, tail wagging.

As time passed and Naaza set to her usual duties Miach smiled softly, recalling the white haired boy Naaza had spoken to him about when she returned from the Dungeon. Somehow he had inspired Naaza to go back down into the Dungeon, to face her fears.

The chime of the bell above the door brought Miach's attention to the petite Goddess in a white dress with a unique blue ribbon entering from outside. Upon spotting the God she grinned with her fingers in a victory sign.

"I got a job."

"Are you kidding me!?" Loki's voice shouted. "What did you get hit by a freaking giant down there or what!?"

Name: Bell Cranel

Age: 14

Alias: none

Familia: Loki Familia

Race: Human

Level - 1

Strength - I - 0 - I - 9

Endurance - I - 0 - I - 82

Dexterity - I - 0 - I - 5

Agility - I - 0 - I - 14

Magic - I - 0