TIAMAT

[soulping]

[When you come to, you find yourself locked in a small, cramped, antique elevator. One wall is covered with a large, ornate mirror, and a chandelier hangs above your head. The doors are made of metal and shut very, very tightly. The lights are off.]

[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]

LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!

I won't let you hurt them!

[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]

[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]

Comments

[tatsumi_textiles]

[Yeah, okay, or-]

Mazio!

[Ochre snaps a fist through the air, shattering a card that had suddenly appeared. Behind them, Take-Mikazuchi rises up, and five bolts of lightning shoot down at their followers]

[soulping]

[THE LIGHTNING DOES NOT DO MUCH but the leftover fire from it seems to be effective...]

[tatsumi_textiles]

[Too bad, that's all he has]

Mazio!