Jason shook his head to try and not let anything stay on his head,and he shook out his shoulders as well but put a sleeve over his mouth and nose to refrain from coughing or sneezing. 'Great', he thought, 'who decided to join the party...oh no.'

Ash glanced at the roof, eyes narrowing. "Our signal to leave. Here." He tossed something at Puck over the table. It glimmered briefly as he caught it--the tarnished gold ring from the skeletons finger. "Theres your Token," Ash muttered, and Pucl saw his hand dart into his coat pocket, almost too quick to be seen, before he stepped away from the table. "Lets get out of here."

He pulled the door open, motioning them out.

He took Pucks hand and moved toward the exit,still ready just in case anything decided 'oh,maybe I wanna do a sky attack' and dropped infront of the door like 'boo!' or something.

Speaking of which, as Jason and Puck stepped through, something dripped onto Jason's shoulder from above, something warm and wet and slimy.

That sorta grossed him out a little but not scare,he sorta tilted his shoulder to shake it off. "That's like in those giant monster movies." He muttered very very softly. He then realized what he said actually made sense and he pulled Puck closer in a protective way and forced himself to look...up.

A monstrous shape crouched atop the mausoleum, silhouetted against the moonlit sky, something lean and muscular and decidedly unnatural. Jason was gazing into the burning crimson eyes of an enormous black dog, big as a cow, lips pulled back to reveal fangs as long as dinner knives.

This creature seemed almost like a fear from a nightmare,almost like the nightflares in the dragon realm. He backed away carefully and made sure to keep himself between Puck and this humongous dog thing. He wasn't about to let it harm him,not today or any day. He then realized he was also looking carefully for Ash as well.

The monster dog's eyes followed them, their burning glare fastened on the hand where Puck clutched the ring.

Ashs sword rasped free. "The Grim." The Grim glanced at him and snarled, making the ground tremble, then swung its terrifying gaze back to the duo. Muscles rippled under its slick coat as it crouched lower, drool hanging in glistening ribbons from its teeth. Ash brandished his sword, speaking to Jason though he never took his eyes from the Grim. "Jason, when I say go, run forward, not away from it. Understand?"

Heart pounded,he nodded. He trusted Ash,though he wasn't sure with his life fully but he was putting as much trust as he could,and this would be hard on that strain but he wasn't about to run away like a weak useless hide of scales.
He tensed and,gently squeezing Pucks hand to help him stay calm,subtly angled his legs to move forward in a run on Ash's word.

The Grim howled, an earsplitting bay that split Puck's head open, making him want to cover his ears and close his eyes. It leaped. "Go!"