Ride Or Die (Dungeon Dash) (Cadets only):

Well, that went sort of well.
For him, anyways.

He pocketed the ashes, and started to walk away from it, keep moving forwards. He had to. He was on the cusp of obtaining power, and he knew it.
Although the question was how long before his own body gave out on him. That last hit had done a number on him, and he had to be careful from here on out. Something told him mentally that the hits weren't going to get any softer.

He cursed himself for not going for medicine or anything like that.
Oh well.
He decided that he would not double back. He had gone this far, and damn him if he was going to back with only a bunch of ashes to show for it.

Just what the hell would he do with those damn ashes, anyways? Burn them?
Ah well. Best to focus on the here and now.
Last thing he needed was for something to blindside him, and he'd wind up dead.
He hoped that he could convince the next foe he ran into to help him.
That would be so, so nice....

Unfortunately, there was nothing up ahead that he could recruit... mainly because he would be finding a boss. How far could he go before defeat crept up and knocked him out?

It was a game of blood and luck, a game about who could last longest against a ever-mounting odds. How long could he stay in before he had to (or rather, was made to) leave? The farther in he went, he knew, the more he could stand to gain, however, the odds of him being defeated and losing it all almost also went up.
He never wanted to be told the odds of something, because he knew that so long as there was a chance, anything could happen.

Thus, the night went on, and he was left to his own devices against the demons that lied in wait for him.
Yes, he was effectively the sixth man. The plus-one extra that, at best, was an enhancement that would become merely mediocre over time, at worst, a unnecessary load.

He hoped for the best, but only time would tell if that statement would hold true.

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Uh-oh. There was no way he could run from this, as this one looked nasty.
Welp. Time to do what he did best.
Somehow find a way through this. (Even though he had a ever-growing sinking feeling..)

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Flee if 1.

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2

The disgruntled demon walked over towards Takeru before giving him a kick to the side for good measure. It didn't kill him or hurt him badly, but it was enough to sate his anger for the most part. After pilfering something of value from the Cadet, the demon began to go along his way leaving behind the unconscious boy.

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