Part 167: Stage 3- Noisy Girl!

Hello again. I'm Herbert West, the Corpse Whisperer. Last time, I managed to defeat Karl Boss, the scourge of Torna Canal. All was clear sailing to my next location, but on my way to my path I stumbled upon an interesting location.



The "Ship Graveyard" was a notorious ghost story among sailors who frequented the Tycoon Main. It was said that the beasts within included a deadly Siren, who could lure sailors to their doom with her illusory magic. It was unrelated to the task at hand, but my personal pride prevented me from passing up a challenge. This is Stage 3- Noisy Girl.





The spirits in this area are agitated... No doubt this is the Siren's lair.



Herbeeeert... It's me, your mo-

You're not going to fool anyone with those sorts of parlor tricks, you dunce.



I phoned my mother just yesterday! She's on the other side of the planet.

Oh, well aren't you clever.





You know, usually, when you people see through my illusions, I am at least treated with the proper respect. "I have come to slay you, vile monster!" "Taste the steel of my blade!" What sort of pithy remark is "I got on the horn with my mother?!" You spiteful little monkey!

It's nothing personal.

Nothing personal?! Do you know how few people come through here these days? Like, maybe one every season! This is a big thing for me, you ape! Can a lady not lure non-magical primates to their death and still be treated with respect these days, is that it?

My apologies, I neglected to introduce myself. I'm Herbert West, the Corpse Whisperer. Here's my card.

Stop talking.





Ah yeah, now that's better. Hold up a moment while I rev up the thunderbolts... It should only take about 8 of them.



Wait. Why are you smiling. Stop that.



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I'm not in the mood for charades, Skullface! What's the deal with this squiggly hug?



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