Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

A rope unravels into yellow threads as she can hear somebody running off into the darkness outside the palace.

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More biomes, more worlds.
Survival tips.

 

Katie turns to alert me, but it seems Artemis, and subsequently I, already know. I speed after the sound, the darkness quickening me to extreme speeds.

 

Again, the darkness is more of a fog.
Spider webs are left behind, their footsteps quickening and the being hyperventilating.
"Shit, shit, shit!" They stammer.

 

Cecil checks how many books are on biomes.

 

The webs hardly slow me. The being feels a fear growing in their chest as I disappear, presumably still chasing them. They feel a desire to just curl up into a ball and wait for it to all end as their vision darkens.

 

"Shit... please... don't..."
They stop running, collapsing.
"Aj, I'm not a commander... please..."

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The entire shelf...

 

"That's just great." Cecil is going to leave the library.

 

The beings skin starts to itch, their legs and arms starting to feel numb.

"I'm going to enjoy this. You might be nullifying my allies powers, and killing you quick might be the best option, but a Shadows got to indulge himself sometimes." I say evilly.

 

"I... can't believe you've turned..." they utter raspily. "Commander Sophie's inside..."

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You are now outside the library.

 

I pause.

"Lead me to them, if you're telling the truth. If you're lying, you'll be dead in an instant. Don't think your mind tricks work on me." I say. The being feels themselves go back to normal, but a dark presence remains.

 

"I don't know. Commander only told me I'd be killed if I stayed, and I needed to run." She utters. "You're kinda infamous among the liberated minds..."

 

The being feels a sharp pain in their chest, "Lead me to them. Or should I call you Sophie?" I ask.

 

"I... told you, I don't know!" They gasp. "If you're going to tell me, at least put my name - Milla - on my grave..."

 

She goes to the right path.

 

"Hmm, I think I'll use you, actually," I say, "I'm sure 'Milla' is alright to explore the palace, and I could always use a fleshy suit of armour." I say, forcing Milla to get up and walk back to the palace.

 

You seem to be able to see the spirits there.
"Soulfire." Someone whispers again.

She binds herself to a serpent.
"No, I don't work at the palace. You aren't marching me to my death." She snaps, weakly resistant.

 

"Then where do you work?" I ask, my question irrelivant as I read through her mind like an open book to find her history with the realm and commander.

 

"Wut." Cecil is going to wait for something to happen.

 

She seems to see the commander as a mother figure. Milla herself lives alone in a desert, living as a bandit using an odd type of magic you haven't quite seen before.

"Soulfire..." Something whispers again.

 

"..." She's going to wait some more.