>>17928851The Ninjasks are fast as fuck, and only get faster as time drags on. With them by your side, you catch up with Purrloin, and the chase comes to an end in no time at all.
Purrloin has led you to a murky swamp smack dab in the middle of the woods. A desolate, daunting bog not too far from St. Groatiuhm.
"BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
A small makeshift bridge composed of stepping stones leads all the way to the center of the marshland, where a small hut stands. Like a fucking hedgehog on roids, Purrloin hops from stone to stone with feline grace before taking cover inside the mysterious hut.
With their objective complete, the spell wears off and the Ninjasks fade away, and with nothing to hang onto, you and Anina crash atop a bed of skulls and bones.
The girl always lands on top of you, nothing changes about that here.
"OW!"
"S-Sorry.."
After scrambling to your feet, you assist Anina with getting up, and the two of you look on at the swamp before you, and the ominous hut looming over you.
You specifically say the word looming because that same fucking hut is suddenly growing Combusken legs and going up dozens of levels on the nightmare fuel scale.
Splinters shoot out of the hut in all directions as it burst from its grounded supports. Its two front windows suddenly start to resemble eyes, with retractable curtains acting like eyebrows.
The door starts flailing open and closed like a ravenous mouth, further supported by jagged wooden floorboards from inside start biting down like sets of jaws.
The hut starts to cross the swamp over to you, and you're too scared stiff to move.
The haunted demonic house reaches you without breaking a sweat. (Not that houses sweat...) The hut lashes out its long, grueling red rug tongue, and finally from within the darkness of the house, a shadow steps out.
It is Baba Murkraga.