The Kazakh Camp

What we had forgotten, was that we were still lost. Ulric replenished his clone supply and sent them in all directions, mapping the area. 

It took a while, but, eventually, the clones came across some warmer, hillier terrain, which we could only assume was the Kazakhstan border. We followed with haste, I rode Paundraka, Cain rode his horse, and Vladimir became one - still not letting Ulric ride him, forcing him to run behind us all. 

On our way out of Russia, we robbed a camping store, and set up our newly liberated equipment across the border. As we did so, another message appeared. 

[Next round of inheritance will take place in 36h,0m,0s]

We each had our own tent, lined up around campfire that I lit (with some resentful help from Vladimir), while the clones were left on guard outside. 

As night came, we sat around the campfire, chatting and even telling some stories, toasting s'mores and acting as though nothing had ever happened. No world ending cataclysms or overpowered beings turning up. 

Ironically, it was the most fun I'd had in ages. 

I think we all wished it could continue like that. Perhaps that was why Cain ignored the message ringing in the back of his head. 

[Undead sense has detected several undead nearby]

That message was never brought up, and so, Ulric, Vladimir and I were none the wiser as to what was about to happen. 

It was the middle of the night. The sky was so dark that we would've never even known if we were surrounded - which we were. 

As we slept in our tents, they approached. 

Hundreds of spirits crept towards our camp, lead by the woman that summoned them. 

It was silent and rapid. They quickly distracted and debilitated clones, as the woman approached one of our tents. 

She lay her hand on the canvas, and a door opened on it. 

As she stepped inside, spirits followed, stealing all his supplies, while she ripped out a large clump of his hair, before leaving the tent. 

She didn't stop there though. She raised her hand, forcing all the tents to collapse, fold up and follow after her. 

By the time any of us woke up, she was gone, and all that could be heard was the distant laughter of her and her supporter. 

Annoyed and personally insulted, Ulric was the first to speak, "My bloody hair, they took my bloody hair."

Wukong was also fuming, as he knew what she could do. 

[Someone has forcibly activated your skill]

[Several clones of you have been made]

[These clones will follow another's orders]

Cain felt incredibly guilty, but, seeing how angry Ulric and Wukong were, decided he'd be better off staying quiet. 

"We must find that bast*rd and kill her!", Ulric declared. 

"Do you know who did it?", I asked, hoping to diffuse the situation. 

"My clones saw everything. Come, she's that way!"

Ulric ran off in the same direction where the woman had left, prompting me, Cain and Vladimir to follow. 

After a few minutes of walking, Cain received another message. This time, he chose not to ignore it. 

"There are undead nearby."

Hearing his declaration, Ulric ripped out more of his hair, producing yet another batch of clones, ready for a fight. 

As he did so, spirits began appearing everywhere. Ulric blindly launched himself and his clones into the swirling mass of undead, ripping them to shreds, while Cain and Vladimir cast spells from a distance. 

Cain did try to activate spirit physique, only to be met with the realization that spirit physique wouldn't work against spirits. 

Even as all of them fought fiercely, none of the spirits seemed to be dying. They would simply reform when they stopped being hit. That was, until one came at me. 

A spirit snuck behind me, unleashing an attack, prompting a message to appear. 

[Judge of the dead's special effect is activating]

[An escapee of hell has made contact with the judge]

[Sentencing has tightened]

[Punishment shall resume immediately]

With that, the spirit vanished, as did all the others near me.

Next, I set out hellfire on the distant ones. 

The spirits, previously unharmed by any attack, were now screaming in pain, dying on mass. Of course, I received no message since they were already dead. 

Soon, Cain received another notification.

[There are no undead creatures nearby]

Having defeated them all, a new enemy appeared. 

A group of around thirty clones, being lead by a woman. 

The woman herself was rather pretty, with black hair and pale skin, but her supporter was rather menacing. I could pretty much guess who that supporter was, from her skills and appearance, and we made the mistake of looking for revenge before daybreak. It was Hecate.

Ulric, Cain and Vladimir rushed at the clones, leaving me to deal with Hecate's vessel. 

She summoned spirits all around her, but all evaporated the moment I got close. Noticing this, she gave up and rushed at me. 

She was strong, too strong. It only made sense that she had some sort of 'night empowerment' skill. 

Realizing that I couldn't overpower her, I activated freeze and restrained her. As the others finished fighting the clones, they came over to have a word with her. 

"Oi!", Ulric went first, trying to sound as threatening as possible. "Where's our stuff? Where's my hair?"

"умри, я тебе ничего не скажу", she replied in Russian (ED: she's saying "die, I wont tell you anything", but it isn't that important)

"What the f*ck is the saying?" Ulric asked Vladimir. 

"Oh, well, she's very sorry and thinks you're incredibly handsome, she also loves the voice you're putting on", Vladimir joked, before receiving Ulric's scowl and shutting up. 

"Well, if you don't speak English, we don't need you", Ulric kicked a nearby branch, full force, into the woman's skull. 

"What did you do that for?", As Cain and Vladimir stood back and watched, I had to intervene. "If you're gonna kill her, I need to do it. That way we can actually get information out of her."

"She's not dead yet, go ahead."

I lit hellfire, and received a message I hadn't seen in a couple days.

[Judge of the dead has activated]

[Please select Natasha's fate]

[Fate 1: Reincarnation]

[Fate 2: One of the 21 hells]

[fate 3: Personal heaven]

[Fates 4+ are unavailable at current level]

The skill had changed, but was still the same skill. 

[Hell's subpoena has activated]

[Natasha's skills (4)]

[Spirit summon Lv 4]

[Can summon a large number of spirits]

[Door summon Lv 1]

[Can summon a door or trapdoor]

[Pyrokinesis Lv 1]

[Can summon and control fire]

[Night empowerment Lv 1]

[User is buffed when it is nighttime]

[Would you like to request any special information?]

Reading that, I first asked where our stuff was, finding it was just around the corner, Ulric went to fetch it, while I asked another question. I just had to before I could pass my judgement. "Why did she steal from us?"

[Analysis target's memories ...]

[Target was employed to steal from passerby, by an Indian crime boss]

[No more information can be extracted due to skill's low level]

Just why wouldn't we uncover something like that?

With that information, I then made my judgements.

[Natasha has been sent to the 1st hell]

[Hecate has been sent to the 1st hell]