"For the record: I still think this is a terrible idea!" John shouted as he blasted the face off a Ghost. With his boner gone, he had enough brainpower to question what they were doing all over again. Still, he was blasting the Lower Ghosts away as quickly as MP regeneration allowed.
"Stop being a baby, John." Rave, enveloped by her Aura, kicked straight through another ghost. They had been killing Ghosts like madmen for the past four hours, in stark contrast to their relaxed attitude of the day prior. "It worked out, didn't it?" A group of Ghosts got instantly annihilated by a cone of blinding light.
"You almost died," John drily stated.
"Almost, exactly." Rave sidestepped the attack of a Ghost's claw as she regenerated her mana. "I have been thinking by the way."
"About the fact that your dad is going to kill me if he finds out that I put you into dangerous situations?" He asked.
