It was recommended to me that I not make the fights easy. Honestly, that'll depend on how many fights I have per chapter. For example, the fights you'll be seeing here are meant to be easy, one because it'll be an established regular, the others for the catharsis factor.

"This is supposed to be the place," Momonga said. His group had traveled all the way to the ancient temple, dedicate to the spirits of the forest, to solve a crisis the people of Carne Village were concerned with. The Wise King of the Forest, a mysterious beast that kept dangerous monsters away from the village, had gone missing. "Hey look," Peroroncino said, "That's the same train from Down at the Station. That means George and his team are here somewhere."

"The legendary train," Ninya said in awe, "Legend says that it chooses its conductor at will." "The legends aren't completely unfounded," Nishikienrai said, "The train is in fact a Stand, and one of its abilities is to accept a new user when its old one dies. The current user is a worker from Baharuth named Hekkeran." "What took you guys?," came the familiar voice of George. The group turned to see him on a balcony above the platform, the rest of his team with him.

"We were just about to explore the temple," Gazef said, "Somewhere inside is a magic well that will channel magical energy through the Spirit Tracks." "We're here looking for a wayward forest spirit," Momonga replied, "Our search led us here." Gyro looked at the four newcomers. "Friends of yours?" "We took a job together," Nishikienrai explained. After full introductions were made, the group started heading through the temple. Inside were numerous monsters, guarding a winding dungeon gauntlet.

It wasn't long before they reached a large room. Within was nothing more than a giant hamster, one with an unusually long and reptilian tail. The creature didn't seem to use this tail very much, however, instead merely charging and trying to run down the crew. "Something's wrong with its eyes," Narberal noticed, "They're glassed over. I think someone is controlling this beast." Arche landed after jumping out of the way of one charge. "I possess a talent that lets me see magic potential and Stand power. Let me see if I can detect something on this creature."

Her eyes began to glow. "This creature has a Stand of its own but I don't think it's using it." "Stands are tied to the soul of the Stand user," George noted, "So controlling their body using outside forces won't let you control their Stand. Whoever's doing this either doesn't realize that fact, or doesn't know this hamster is a Stand user." "There's definitely signs that something is controlling this poor beast," Arche said. Gyro stood in front of the hamster. "Then let's see if we can't negate that! Hamon Hypnosis!"

He charged his Hamon through his fingertips and placed them near the hamster's head. The effect was instant, the creature stopped trying to attack and looked around in confusion. "Where have I found myself?," it said in a high-pitched voice. "It speaks," Momonga noted, "So it's intelligent. Hamster, do you go by some name?" "Name?," the hamster replied, "To those in the forest I am known as the Beast of the South. To the humans in the nearby village I am called the Wise King of the Forest. But mere titles, these are. I do not have a true name."

"Then perhaps we can give you a name," Momonga offered. The hamster nodded. "Yes please. And perhaps some knowledge as to how I wound up here. The last thing I remember is an old human. She uttered a phrase that caused this king to fall asleep. Then I awoke within this temple. I recognize the feel of it. The ancient Forest Temple, it is." Momonga thought for a moment, then came up with something. "Why don't we name you... Hamsuke?" The hamster regarded the name. "Yes, that does sound pleasant. Then I shall henceforth be known as Hamsuke."

"What about your Stand?," George asked, "Does it have a name?" Hamsuke flexed its tail. "My Stand does indeed have its own name. I refer to it as Tiger by the Tail. A mere prehensile tail it is, but it is both strong and fast." Hamsuke demonstrated by smashing a few large insects that decided to attack. "And for the record, Hamsuke is a female, so please to do not refer to me as 'it'." George chuckled. "My niece-in-law would have a field day with her."

The growing group made their way through the temple, noticing large purple clouds that made Hamsuke fur rustle. "My instincts are telling me those clouds are dangerous..." "Poison perhaps," Momonga suggested, "Likely a natural defense of the temple, now turned against us." "Leave the cleanup to me," Peroroncino offering, "Black Crow!" A large gust of wind from his Stand cleared the clouds easily, eventually revealing a small pedestal.

Arche examined the pedestal. "This seems to be a major source of the magic flow from the temple through the Spirit Tracks, but it's not active right now. I've felt it since we entered. The magic of the temple has been drained somehow." "That bodes ill," Hamsuke noted, "If there is someone able to drain the temple of its magic, they are likely a fearsome and deadly foe. This one suggests caution." George searched out with his Hamon. "There is one other living being on the same floor as us, but behind a few walls, in a chamber we can't get to from here. We'll have to press on."

The group soon made their way to the chamber in question. Waiting for them was a figure in a black cloak. A sign of short-blonde hair could be seen, as well as armored leggings peeking from underneath. The subtle bulging near the chest of the figure told the group that this was a woman. "You'd better have more than leggings on," Starlight noted, "Otherwise that's rather indecent. Assuming you're not some prostitute hoping to seduce us."

The figure smiled. "Seduce?," she said, her voice confirming she was a woman, "I had considered that, but then I thought it would be so much more fun to torture." She threw her cloak off, revealing her full figure. The armor she wore was somewhat revealing, showing her naval and a decent amount of cleavage, but was otherwise seen as sensible. Lukeluther grimaced. "I've heard of this woman. It's the infamous Adventurer Killer, Clementine. They say her armor is lined with the plates of every adventurer she's ever killed."

"It's mostly copper plates," Momonga noted, "I think I can gauge your relative strength from that." Clementine chuckled. "Clever aren't we? You know, me and my boss had another job we were planning on pulling off, but we were hired for this little gig. Apparently, the one behind the demon train doesn't want people snooping around this old temple. Well, I couldn't care less. Personally, I never bothered leaving the capital, so what do I care what happened with the Spirit Tracks? But... A job's a job." She grinned maliciously. "And I just love my job."

She suddenly dashed at speeds so fast, the only reason George was able to counter was because of his Hamon. Clementine looked shocked at this. "You tracked me!?" "Your speed can't disguise your life force," he said cryptically, before launching his Stand power into Clementine's exposed stomach, causing her to wince. She dug out the sharp implement and blinked in shock. "Fingernails...?" She then saw the small imp floating around George and grinned. "I see... Well, as it happens I have a Stand too..." Her eyes turned solid black. "Throat Full of Glass!"

George suddenly found himself coughing up blood, and he quickly jabbed himself with a Hamon healing technique. "That Stand power... I took damage but felt no pain." Clementine smirked, but then screamed out as shards of glass cut through her exposed flesh. Ninya smirked, having used her Stand to attack. "When you stand still you're vulnerabilities are obvious." Behind Momonga, a black portal appeared. A middle-aged man, Momonga's friend Amanomahitotsu, stepped out of it. "Momonga. I've finished it."

Momonga grinned. Amanomahitotsu was speaking of something created by his Stand, Sabaton, a giant crab-like humanoid. The Stand tossed a couple of giant broadswords colored black, which Momonga caught easily. Clementine spat out a little blood. "Fine... You're next!" Lukeluther decided otherwise as he took aim. "Roundabout!" Clementine at first changed direction to avoid the arrows, but gasped when they continued to turn and move to track her. Her speed finally started to fail her as the Stand hit home, freezing her in place.

Momonga chuckled as he approached. "I'm sure you'd be a significant threat in a world without Stands," he noted, "But here, you're more what we'd call a jobber." To demonstrate what he meant, he swung his blade, easily cleaving Clementine in two. She was still mostly alive, and tried one more attack. "T-Throat--" "Jodeci!" Ninya proved faster, impaling Clementine's head with a giant shard of glass, cutting her off and ending her terror forever.

Ninya stretched out a little. "That felt cathartic. Clementine's killed several of our friends back at the guild. Glad to finally have her shut up once and for all." "There's still the matter of her boss," Nishikienrai noted, "Perhaps he can elaborate on their intentions before being tasked with guarding the temple." "If he is anywhere within these walls," Starlight noted, "It's likely the level above, just before the temple's shrine. And if Clementine had a Stand, he likely will as well."

The group spotted an old man in a black cloak and holding a staff like a walking stick, the disappointment evident on his face. "So you defeated Clementine. That will set my plans back quite a bit. She was an old friend of mine, you see, and a talented hired muscle for my cult. Taking that alchemist will be much harder now." "Harder still when we take you out next," Hekkeran bragged, "You're a necromancer, right? Well our two friends here..." He indicted George and Gyro. "Have powers custom made for dealing with monsters and undead."

The necromancer chuckled. "Is that so? Well even if that is the case, numbers may prove the better factor in this case. Ah, but I should introduce myself. I am Khajiit Dale Badantel. And this..." A small bone dragon about the size of a human appeared. "Is my Stand, Day of the Dead. It's power is meant to be the catalyst for my plans, but in the meantime it should prove efficient for dealing with you." The Stand opened a container on its chest, causing various skeletons to emerge.

"Not good," Peter said, "Looks like he's taken a trip to the Katze Plains, home to numerous undead." "A necessary stop," Khajiit replied, "There are so few dead beings to work with here in the Forest Temple. Fortunately, Day of the Dead can contain undead beings within itself to transport elsewhere. Now, go Day of the Dead!" Day of the Dead roared as the skeletons moved to attack. Hamsuke rushed in first. "Tiger by the Tail!" Her massive tail easily smashed a whole horde of skeletons to dust in just one swipe.

Khajiit grimaced. "So you broke the creature free from her control. That makes things more difficult. I'm told her Stand can only work on a monster once. No matter, I made sure to pack plenty of undead creatures, and Day of the Dead can always reanimate more if need be." To prove his point, he had his Stand release two giant bone dragons. "Great," Dine said, "Those things are immune to magic." "Not entirely," Narberal clarified, "Any magic that is seventh tier or stronger can affect them, but mere humans cannot use such strong spells."

Momonga grinned. "Allow me to demonstrate with a spell of my own. Undead! Chain Dragon Lightning!" The massive bolt rocked through the first bone dragon, reducing it to dust in seconds. Meanwhile George rushed at the second dragon, Peter using Metheny Group to clear a path through the skeletal horde. Once close enough, George channeled his Hamon through his Stand. "Sunlight Yellow Overdrive!" Khajiit watched in shock as George and his punch traveled up the bone dragon, causing fissures along its form until it collapsed from the light energy being channeled into it.

"That energy!," Khajiit realized, "Like the Turn Undead spell or revival techniques!" "You figured it out," Gyro said right behind him. Nearby, Starlight activated her own powers. "Dove and Grenade! Pure water, cleanse these undead!" A torrent of water splashed down on the skeletons, washing them clean and disrupting the magic that held them together without ligaments. "It doesn't look like you brought any more," Gyro noted, seeing his allies clean up the rest of the undead.

Khajiit noticed Ball Breaker creating a sphere in its hand. "What is that supposed to do?" "Oh this?," Gyro said, "Ball Breaker's power let's it age whatever it hits into dust. And with how old you are already, it shouldn't take long." Khajiit barely had enough time to gasp in shock as Gyro called out, "Ball Breaker!" The group looked as the only thing left of Khajiit was his dusty cloak. "So much for the interference," George said, "But your Stand scares me sometimes."

Just then, Momonga got a call via Message spell. 'We have a problem,' came Herohero's voice, 'Someone took control of Shalltear.' Shalltear Bloodfallen was one of the guardians of the tomb, a vampire that was centuries old yet still looked like she was in her twenties, petite but still with a decent figure. And much like Albedo, she had developed an attraction to Momonga. Momonga grimaced at the thought of one of his allies getting brainwashed. "Tell me what happened."