Talk about what happened.

"Let's get moving. Once we're far enough away from that crazy skeleton though, we should probably rest," you suggest as you begin to walk. "Are you two all right? Things got crazy back there."

Niki follows behind. Though she's dressed now, she looks down at her garb uncomfortably. Her breasts nearly bounce out from the tiny opened vest hanging over her torso, so she keeps tugging it down self-consciously. "Crazy is one way to say it. Just forget what you saw back there, both of you!"

"But you... were having fun?" Jelly asks.

"I was not!"

"Oh. Okay." She hustles ahead to be your guide.

"You're pretty clever, Jelly. Do you know what the Rite of the Sun is?" you ask. "You struck his weak point."

She shakes her head and continues moving forwards. "No. But he found her weak points. He said something about the markings." The way she speaks is soft, though at the same time, she has little to no filter. It seems that she doesn't really educated in anything related to proper society, though she also talks like she's somewhat aware of this fact--uncertain and concerned. It's like she's trying to learn.

"But she totally absorbed that attack!" Niki says excitedly.

"I guess I did..."

"She looked hurt though," you mumble.

You walk for what feels like an hour or two longer, and it isn't just straight. The tunnel leads up, down, left, right, and even splits a few times, but Jelly insists that she knows where she's going, and there's nothing you can do but hope she's right. Eventually, the tunnel opens up into a larger cavern room, and walking on this uneven terrain is already hurting your legs. After what Niki and Jelly went through before, you decide to call for a break.

The three of you sit around in a circle. It's dead silent, other than the quiet, distant dripping of water.

"So has that guy just been living down here like a hermit studying weird magic crystals?" you ask.

Jelly nods. "I think so... He told me once that the magic mutated me."

You reach into your pack and rustle through the various shards you pick up before. There's one larger, radiantly crimson crystal, and you lift that one out. They all emit a soft glow of light as well. You hold it out towards Niki and say, "Like these, right?"

As you do, and she reaches out to grab it, her hand stops in the air. You see blush appear across her face as she catches herself breathing more heavily. She immediately places a hand between her legs and scoots back as well. "G-Get that thing away from me!"

"Huh?" You pull it back and inspect the shard closely. "I feel fine though."

"The closer I got, I..."

"Did it make you feel sick?"

"I--I felt... Look, it was making me horny okay?!" She turns away in embarrassment. "My body was starting to burn up," she whispers.

It does what? "Sorry. I'll put it away."

"How about you destroy it instead?"

"But who knows what we can use it for? Or maybe we can sell it for a lot of money. You do need to equipment, don't you?" You slide the shard back into your pack. It seems like it has no effect at all when it's concealed.

"That's true," Niki utters beneath her breath. "And what was with that crystal he was trying on me? It lit up like your sword."

"My sword?"

"Yeah. It lights up too, right? Pretty sweet. I wish I had a mace I could make glow."

It is similar. My sword doesn't look like it has any crystals in it, and that thing was barely lighting up until she was reaching her climax. Come to think of it, barely anybody knows what my sword actually does. They know it's a strong, sharp blade, but not why it glows.

"I can't exactly do it on command," you say quietly.

"Why not?" Niki asks. "Ooh. Is it only when you feel really riled up and ready to fight?"

"Not exactly. It's more when someone else is riled up." You sigh. "It uh... detects... arousal..."

There's a long silence. Then, Niki bursts into a fit of laughter. "That's so lame! I thought you had a badass weapon!"

"Hey! It's still a good sword."

Niki holds her stomach and continues to crack up. "A perverted weapon for a pervert. Oh I'm dying. I can see why you never brought that up before. That's too funny. I can't wait to tell the other girls you have such an erotic weapon."

"Please at least let me say it," you plead.

"I'll think about it." She giggles. Her eyes then begin to wander until they meet with the slime. "Can you cover up with something, Jelly? A girl isn't supposed to walk around outside naked."

"Naked?" she asks.

"Your breasts are hanging out! See what I'm doing?" She tugs on her vest. "It isn't much, but it's clothes."

Jelly stands up. You eye over her shiny, translucent, naked body. A slime girl is every fantasy-fan's fantasy, though you can't think too much about that now. There's no way you could have your way with her. Not only would Niki never let that happen in front of her, but the poor girl is lost and clueless. At least for the time being, you need to keep your hormones in check, even if she is naked... and incredibly adorable... and her chest is--

"If you let it all hang out, Kyle won't stop staring either," Niki says.

"I'm not!" you reply.

The slime girl looks down at her own body. Suddenly, you see her nipples disappear, and then the slit between her legs. Though she is still naked, none of her parts are technically showing. It's a strange concept to think about. Does that count?

Niki ponders. "Uh. I guess it's a minor improvement. You basically look like you're wearing a full bodysuit. Still weird though."

Jelly pokes the tips of her breasts. Then she pokes between her legs. "You only cover these parts... I saw you."

"Look. It's good enough. Stop poking yourself."

The poor girl is as lost as ever.

You stand up with a sigh and extend your hand towards her. "Hey. I know we sort of introduced ourselves before, but not really. You look a little confused. I know it must be weird seeing us after living in a bunch of tunnels for who knows how long, but just relax. My name is Kyle Warren."

She looks at your hand. "My name is... Jelly?"

Niki laughs and stands up as well. "Of course it is. I gave you the name. And you're supposed to grab his hand and shake it."

"Oh. I see." She holds your hand. It's soft and squishy. "My name is Jelly."

You give it a shake. "There you go," you say with a laugh.

Next she holds her hand out to Niki. "My name is--"

"I know your name." Niki grabs her hand firmly. "Niki Vakila."

"You're strong." She pulls her hand back and looks it over.

"Hell yeah I am. That's why I'm going to win the Golden Sword no matter what."

"The... what?"

You speak up. "The Golden Sword is a big, uh... show, where people fight each other for sport. Niki and I are going to compete. Though if we don't get back before it starts tomorrow, we'll be disqualified for sure."

"Ooh." She grabs your hand again. "We'll keep moving then. Okay?"

You smile. "All right. Lead the way, Jelly."