"A message from Lord Nerg-ASFNIASEG MY SPINE, WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SPINE?!"
So Nergal actually had to show up instead of locking Jude into a text loop. However, things went quite a bit differently than either fighter anticipated...
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"So, Yulie." Raquel said, leaning on her sword a bit. "Precisely why is Jude running around hitting people in the head with that vile tome-"
"Ereshkigal." Yulie interjected, working with Raquel's hair as she relaxed a bit.
"-Ereshkigal and screaming 'A BLESSING FROM LORD NERGAL!' at the top of his lungs?"
"My, has he done it to you already?" Yulie giggled, earning a slight glare from Raquel that turned into a sigh.
"Twice."
"Well, apparently Mr. Nergal thought Jude had some talent as a druid. Jude, being the everlasting optimist..."
"Thought he was talking about the caretaker of nature sort of druid." Raquel sighed.
"Yep. So this is part of his training."
"When will he catch on?"
Yulie tilted her head. "Well, I've got bets on five days, Arnaud's insisting it'll take a week, Nils and Ninian both put twenty down on at least a week and a half, and apparently Sephiroth's got it at about a month, with a week taken off each time he hits Ghaleon with it."
Raquel turned and stared at Yulie. "We have to get you out of here; you're starting to sound like everyone else."
"Mmm. On the other hand, that gypsy girl Jean and Mia have taught me how to style hair wonderfully. Here, look."
Raquel glanced in the mirror, then off at Jude 'blessing' Rudy and Cecilia, then back at her hair. "I think we can stay a bit longer in this world. But be careful."
Yulie nodded serenely. "Don't worry. I will be."
