Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-33719112-20180903185212

Just like that, he was stopped from killing the monster, and going home. Ostensibly, that meant that he would be stuck here, but at the same time, these fights almost always ended with the monster killing him and his summoner, or he and his summoner killing the monster. For the monster to 'surrender' like that, was completely different. Anything could happen here.

The group politics of killing it or not in it's current state were lost on Hollow, seeing as he wasn't really part of this world, and would rather be aiding against the demons he knew back on his world than fight the strange, perverted versions of demons this world had to offer.

He weighed his options.

A) He kills the Lilim, and goes home immediately after. Quest finished, he and his summoner get a Sunlight medal.

B) He kills the Lilim, nothing happens due to the strange set of circumstances, and he is given swift execution.

C) He doesn't kill the Lilim, is stuck here for some time until he is killed/corrupted/or is sucked out of the world from strange circumstances.

He sighed. It seemed he would have to wait for a little while longer in this place then.

The monster the group was fighting earlier seemed on death's door. They wanted her alive, so, he would just have to comply to the wishes of his summoner's group. Hollow sat crosslegged next to the limp form of the Lilim, and scooped her head onto his lap. He unveiled a crystalline golden bottle, set it down, opening his patient's mouth a little to pour the magical healing elixir down her throat. She drains the bottle entirely, the syrupy liquid healing grievious wounds, and restoring stamina. He rests his gauntlet on her forehead, the padded palms magically measuring the temperature.