With a pop, three figures appeared in a stone room, lit by an unnatural blue light. The room, not much larger than that of a common prison-cell, was completely made of large stones. There was no door, and the only adornments were two hard backed wooden chairs against opposite walls. Two of the three figures fell into these chairs, the pop followed by the bang of their fall. The third figure, who appeared almost to be a three dimensional shadow, stood between the two, his wand raised.
"Now, I understand both of you have claimed to be associated with Romulus. I don't have much time to mindlessly torture you , and I don't intend to do that. Instead..."
Suddenly, a much more comfortable chair appeared under the robed figure. He took a casual seat, as if he wasn't in a room with two kidnapped children.
"Ask me a question each. I will answer your question, telling as much truth as I can, and in turn you will each answer to me. I trust you not to tell lies."
So, he sat, seemingly patiently, waiting for the questions to come.
And, of course, he doubted either of the two captives would get out of this room without permanent scars.
The teleportation had left her breathless. She hadn't even had time to yell at that new Slytherin kid. Hell. Entangled, captured. That wasn't how Willow had planned to spend her afternoon. Taking a sharp breath, her eyes rolled to the Shade, then to Felix. He was..okay. Some little part of him was probably enjoying the whole thing. That was Felix. Phugsius's sudden appearance reminded her.
Romulus.
Something about Romulus. Trying to...get back at him. Find someone he was close to. Which explained why Felix had randomly yelled he was Romulus's lover. Which had been awkward. Willow glowered at the Shade, her mind moving rapidly. Who had sent him? Why? One question. He could have just as easily asked her to chew off her own hand.
She had a thousand questions. How the hell was she supposed to pick one? Willow swallowed, silver-green eyes dull. How the hell was she supposed to get out of this? Felix didn't have his wand, she knew that.
"One question...Just one?" She fidgeted, the chair not comfortable at all. Then again, as a prisoner she wasn't entitled to be comfortable so....Without waiting for an answer, she searched her mind for a good question. If I was free, she thought, wondering how solid he was beneath his robes. Solid enough for her to cut her teeth into his flesh?
"What are you going to do to Romulus?" she asked immediately, against her better judgement. It was a pointless question, but it was something she had to know. Stupid emotions.
Post by Felix I. Genero on Jul 9, 2009 20:08:39 GMT -5
POP! One second Felix make a stupid decision to open his big mouth, the next he was reaping in the consequences more then Michael Jackson reaped in the glory after he died. Why, oh, why did he say he was Rom’s lover? He somehow assumed that Unknown might decided to take Felix instead, let Willow run away, and then when he realized that Felix was lying, he would let him go any everything would be find! …right.
He was in a room, bound. No doors, nothing. No wand either. Blue light illuminated it and he knew, he knew he wasn’t going to be leaving anytime soon, unscathed that was. Willow was there too… they were at least together. Which means… if one of them was going to die, that means both of them would… which pretty much was lesser or equal to a dragons latrine.
He didn’t have time to mindless torture us, yippy! He probably still had time to NOT mindlessly torture. Felix had a single question to ask, but what?
Ok,… brain racing at a million miles per hour… thinking… thinking… bingo! He had a genius plan! Ha! They would get out of there alive and… all would be well. Willow already asked her first question and… ruined Felix’s plot. F-A-I-L. Could life get any worse?
Still thinking… and… w00t! He got it.
“One so powerful yet we know not what he is called. Unknown supremacy of power… I know what you did to Forgoil so I have no doubt that you have no hesitation of torturing me badly enough that hell would seem like a vacation, I speak only truth with that consequence in mind. The reason why we have been acquaintance with Romulus is we seek to destroy him. Just last night a vampire almost successfully killed me three times. Romulus is a supreme enemy of the lycan clan and I would rather die then let him succeed. We, Willow and I, have been working together to destroy the Vampires forces from within, chiefly getting to their leader. Romulus has a daughter that trusts me to the grave. Last night she actually saved me and watched as her fellow vampire got burnt to a mere crisp. Romulus’s own daughter had been rebelling against her very own sire. Romulus is completely oblivious to our schemes enough to be considered our friend. We told him Roan was our enemy and he instantly trusted us as well. You ironically have kidnapped the very people who are making your job easier. If you kidnap Elle you simply have leverage over Romulus, nothing more. The moment she is dead or rescued you now have a very angry vampire with an entire vampire force trying to make you and Tiberius’ life miserable. Instead, if we can successfully turn Elle against her own sire, her own father, the one person he would give his life to protect, then what? I know for a fact that your powers succeed that of all the forced in the world, yet can you accomplish that task of turning the one person Romulus would give his life for against him? That isn’t a question though, so I still have my single inquire to make.”
The Shade had waited until both the children were done asking their questions, which was actually a while. The Gryffindor one kept prattling on and on and on. What was his name? The being effortlessly probed into his mind, and pulled out a name. Phillis Generator or something like that. The name was inconsequential, and so were these questions. He would answer them (for it was true that the Phillis one had asked several questions) and then be on his way.
His way, of course, was looking to be torture.
"Miss... Willow, I believe? The answer to your question is simple. I intend to do nothing to Romulus. This is not a matter I am even involved in. I am simply after something and he stands in the way of the person who can give me what I want. If it comes down to it, I am certain that I could best the vampire. After all, it only takes a piece of wood."
He suddenly stood and walked (glided?) around the room to face the Generator kid. He flicked his wand and a force hit the boy across the jaw, like a powerful slap.
"And, Mister... whatever. You lied to me. First you claimed to be Romulus' lover (oh yes I heard you) and now you claim to be against him. You claim that you and this lycan are fighting Romulus, but the conversation I overheard in the woods seems to say different. Your silly attempt to pull the wool over the eyes that I don't have is making you out to be a lunatic. The world will not miss you."
He abruptly turned on his heel to walk to Willow. Suddenly, the chair in the middle of the room where he sat before disappeared. Standing in front of the lycan, he reached out with his wrapped hand and tilted her face up to look him in the eyes(?).
"Now, because you have been so foolish, boy, the girl will have to suffer. Tell me, girl, who I should kill. This boy here, or your friend the vampire, Romulus? It wouldn't be hard. Or, instead of killing anyone..." It sounded as if a smile could be heard in his voice.
"You bite this boy. Bite him and drink of his blood. Which one is it? I kill one of the two or you bite him. This is my question for you. The boy, for lying, gets none."
Post by Felix I. Genero on Jul 10, 2009 7:22:26 GMT -5
“But you see, both of those can be perfectly explained, I said I was Romulus’s lover in hope you would kidnap me instead, I didn’t want to put Willow in a situation where she would be in the hands of a maniac, no matter that we were both on the same side. The second part is a little harder to explain; when I said ‘we were trying get to Romulus’ I lied. It's been my scheme all along. Willow has been oblivious of this plan, she still thinks I love the vampires, thus why would lie and say I was Romulus’ lover, because I hadn’t gotten to tell her truth yet. This has all been my plan, not hers, which is why I was necessary to lie to her back on Firefox’s Grounds.”
Turning to Willow. “Willow don’t do it, trust me! Romulus has to die!”
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Listening to Felix ramble physically made her tremble. He was a liar. To a shade. Willow came to the conclusion that her best friend was also an idiot. Glowering at him from the chair, she didn't even noticed that their captor was moving towards her till he was there. Silver-green eyes flashing, she met his gaze. She'd expected something like this. It'd be too easy to punish the person who'd screwed up.
Just as Willow was seriously considering untangling herself and murdering Felix, she remembered his little blood problem. The little goof was smart enough to ingest silver water without POISIONING himself, but he wasn't smart enough to SHUT UP.
A low growl emitted from her throat and she turned her head in Felix's direction. She was seriously considering it. It would be his own stupid fault anyway. Willow had been planning on offering exact truth, whatever Unknown wanted, in exchange for Felix's freedom. She knew Felix wasn't close to Romulus, whether the little idiot knew it or not.
Sighing, she looked back at Unknown. "Honestly, that's the most difficult question I've ever been asked. You killing Felix is out of the question, for me, because that's just cold blood. Me killing Felix is out of the question because my little friend happens to injest a silver-water elixir every now and then, so turning him into a lycan would poison me." A sour smile formed on her pale lips.
You're one of the damned, whether you think so or not.
Ugh. Dammit Romulus. Wait. "That kid. Phug. Felix, didn't he say they were looking for someone close to use against Romulus?" She turned to look at Felix, wondering how he was taking the fact that she would have gladly murdered him. Her eyes flickered. The lycan didn't wait for Felix to respond. "You can't kill Romulus. The whole point of kidnapping us is to get him. You're not supposed to kill him."
Okay. Okay, okay okay. Hell. Felix was going to get himself or both of them killed. Willow held her breath for a moment, thinking quickly.
"What if I promise to do anything you want? Tell you anything you want to know, to the best of my ability. Would you let Felix go alive?" She exhaled. "Because I really don't want you killing Romulus. And Felix is useful. Sometimes." She glowered at Felix before looking back at the Shade's fiery...eyes? Whatever they were.
"If you don't like the deal, I'll go back to choosing, I guess," she said with a shrug. Let Felix squirm for a bit. He deserved it, the little prat.
The creature looked as if he was about to speak to the lycaness, but then he stopped. The being actually shivered, and suddenly he was very much unhappy. The unnatural blue light that lit the room flickered for a moment, but soon began to rhythmically pulse in intensity.
"This is rather unnerving," the Shade spoke, to no one in particular, "but it appears as if I will have even less time than I assumed."
He appeared now in the center of the room again, his wand held up and ready. The wand, usually just for show, would soon prove to be an actual useful tool.
"Willow, you didn't answer me. I will have none of these attempts at fooling me or leading to a compromise. You both speak as if you have some sort of say in what happens to you, as if I am not in control in my own home. You make a good point, though. You would be useful if you did as I told you, and Phillis or Felix or whatever here can be useful. The thing is, I do not need any cooperation on either side..."
He flicked his wand and sent Felix flying across the room, into Willow. Then, the Shade was standing above the two children, his wand aimed down at them.
"His blood is silver? Perfect. Willow, you will soon discover that no one is safe in this world, and you especially."
He flicked his wand and rolled Felix to the side. Then, he aimed it at the boy.
"Sectumsempra!" he shouted while slashing across the boy's torso in an "X" shape. The gash was not deep, but it bled steadily. The ropes around him were cut, but magically laced together again. The Shade bent down and dipped his wand in the blood.
"You are not safe, Willow. You nor your friends. You had best avoid this vampire, little miss. Your parents would certainly not be happy about the friends you keep!"
Chuckling, the shade took the bloody wand and pointed it at Willow. He cast a silent petrifying spell, and then lifted up her shirt to expose her abdomen. He pressed the bloody wand against her torso, and wrote across her with it. Once he had finished, he stood and walked(?) across the chamber again.
"That name. That name you should fear, and that name shall be the last Romulus speaks. That shall be the name of his killer..."
The Shade disappeared. The light in the room went out, and the two children were left in the darkness, perhaps to left to die, perhaps left to be found. The name written in the silver blood on Willow's abdomen:
Post by Felix I. Genero on Jul 11, 2009 10:23:10 GMT -5
Felix always prided himself on his brain. Sure, he got him near killed more often then not, but he still took pride in it. The sensation adrenalin rushing through a person cranial channels, processing information with a physically sensation of actually ‘thinking’ was something that was compared to nothing in the world. Unfortunately, if the revolutions of Felix’s brain were like that of a bicycle, his heart was like that of a speeding train.
Unknown had presented Willow with three options. Bite Felix. Kill Romulus and save Felix. Save Felix and kill Romulus. Felix knew the true purpose of this test was to see who Willow valued more, for if she choose to save Felix instead, Unknown would know that she really wasn’t useful to use against Romulus. Unfortunately, Felix knew that Unknown could not kill Romulus, because Tiberius didn’t want him dead. If Willow choose to save Romulus, Felix would be killed, and she would be kidnapped. If the kidnap aspect was not there, because of Felix’s idiotic, Felix felt in the far back corner of his conscious that he deserved to die over Romulus, yet his undying will to live said otherwise. This left Willow with a third and final option. Bit Felix. Willow knew how much Felix adored his magic, he lived for it. Not having his wand felt like being blinded to the world. She herself though decided willfully to become a Lycan. Willow didn’t know that Tiberius didn’t want Romulus dead, and she was in love with Romulus, thus she probably assumed that if this +9000 year old shade decided to kill Romulus, he could.
Willow was going to bit him.
If they got out of this alive she would probably want to kill him anyway for his big mouth and for being an oversized bad luck charm, yet would she if she had the choice? No. She was going to turn him into a lycan.
Magic. Gone.
Firefox. Gone.
Life. Gone.
Felix almost fainted from the idea. It wasn’t fear, but overwhelming anxiety. His only fear was to become a mindless zombie. Willow started to growl. What was she thinking? Why didn’t she just bite me? Then she spoke. It struck Felix that a certain little mineral was right now in his blood that did not belong, although infamous for being able to kill vampires, it was also the equivalent of mercury to a lycan. Felix had silver in his blood. He, for once, had forgotten a fact so important it mattered life or death. Not only that, a fact he had created himself.
Felix face was pale. He didn’t dare speak in fear of Unknown deciding to just kill him out of annoyance. It happened a lot, but no one had the power before to actually do it. He had messed up enough with his word, it was Willows turn to think. Willow spoke again, making Felix’s heart leap with joy. She realized Unknown wouldn’t be able to kill Romulus! Thus only one option was left. Save Felix. ‘Kill’ Romulus. It was a no-brainer. Come on Willow! COME ON!!!! Willow had missed it.
She had failed to go through the process of elimination and find the best choice. It was so obvious!! Biting Felix results in her dying. Saving Romulus and killing Felix results in her being kidnapped and Felix dead. Saving Felix and ‘killing’ Romulus results in all of them free, no one dead. Why didn’t the world think like him? AAAAAA! Felix was squirming like a worm on drugs, forcing himself to not talk. Willow was stalling. Come on! It was so obvious!!
The Unknown one opened his mouth to address Willow, probably to make some other malicious deal, when he stopped. He was worried. He had no emotions to read, he had no face to read, just the silence betrayed it. He had two bound kids in a solid cell probably in another dimension, why be worried?
The light flickered.
They were only in there for about five minutes, but if it indeed was a separate dimension, that could be years! Felix could walk out and ten years could have passed. No, Tiberius wanted Romulus under control now, Unknown would know that. They were actually going to be rescued. Somehow, some way, someone was trying to break in. Felix wanted to laugh. He did laugh. He was the optimistic idiot, of course he was laughing.
The shade made some excuses, and actually agreed with Willow, then with a flick of his ‘wand’, the Unknown one sent Felix flying into Willow on the other side of the small cell. Bound on the ground, the Shadow said something about Felix’s blood, and for a second Felix feared. He told himself he didn’t, but he did. What if this creature switched their blood? It was horrorfying, but he could to that. Felix would morph right there until he died, because the silver was within his organs, and Willow would die as well. His own creation of the blood would make them both be self tortured to death from their very own veins. No. No! NO! Eyes wide, he started to scream. Nothing more then the simple no. His voice was hoarse in seconds. Just mouthing the words. He was helpless, he couldn’t save himself, he couldn’t save Willow. Helpless.
While Felix was shouting his head off, the shade slashed Felix’s stomach, the ropes still bound him but the sweet silver blood ran warm down his side. Dipping his wand in Felix’s own blood, he moved over to Willow. Felix’s cries became louder yet without making a sound, his vocal cords scared. Petrifying her, the unknown one lifted up Willows shirt, pressing the wand against her bare, white flesh.
This was it.
In seconds, the shade would switch the blood and he would be burning up from the inside out.
This was it.
No.
And causally the shade wrote a name into Willows abdomen. That name you should fear, and that name shall be the last Romulus speaks. That shall be the name of his killer. The name of Tiberius. The name Felix would hunt down till his last breath.
Felix closed his eyes, the blood was gushing from his body faster then his heart could pump. His eyes slowly drifted back. Darkness. Of the room, and of his mind.
They were alive.
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Post by Talon Windwaltz on Jul 11, 2009 16:30:59 GMT -5
A brilliant light flashed throughout Unknown's chamber, filling the quiet stone room with a calming aura that eroded the horror of the Shadow Without a Name. From this "bridge" that had been constructed poured the Headmaster, Talon Windwaltz, Roan Aliagh the She-Wolf Elementalist, and a mysterious figure resembling the old Firefox custodian, Muryllis Antonius.
Entering into this stone chamber, Talon felt a little strange in his stomach. Though the children had no doubt felt it due to ignorance of their surroundings, the Headmaster knew just exactly where this place was. He was standing in a realm of pure magic. His blood sort of rushed to his brain in this place, and he felt as if he were completely empowered but completely helpless at the same time.
It was a place that really shouldn't exist, as far as he was concerned.
Regardless, the Headmaster saw his student, Felix, lying close to unconsciousness and gushing with blood. He also saw the Lycan girl, Willow, who Roan had come to save. Since Willow appeared to be conscious and didn't seem to have suffered any serious injury, Talon decided to immediately attend to Felix. Leaning over the unconscious boy, he tapped his wand against the boy's scars and hoped to God the spell that Rezna had taught him years ago might actually work.
"Episke," Talon said, and he felt energies from the room around him as well as within himself flow through his wand and into the deep wounds that Felix had suffered at the hands of the Shadow Without a Name. No wonder the Unknown One's magic had been so powerful...no wonder he'd been able to apparate despite the clear ban on it. He bypassed all challenge in using spells by simply becoming magic itself.
The Headmaster silently wondered, if just for a moment, how many lives he could save if he became like the Unknown One and the Unseen Muryllis. After all, unlike the Unseen Muryllis, who regretted his decision because he had lost his humanity and was unable to be with his Lycan lover, Talon was passionate for nothing except protecting the lives of his students. The thoughts ended quickly though as the "wizard's first aid" took effect on the student.
Talon flicked his wand again, "Locomotor Corpus!" Felix's body rose in the air as if he were on an invisible stretcher. "I'm going to get this boy to the Hospital Wing at school," Talon said to Roan and Muryllis, "Bring Willow there as well. I know the Lycans have innate healing powers, but she's been attacked by magic, and wizards know cures for that."
It was worth a try, Willow thought, still managing to glare. The fear was finally starting to sink in, that he'd be glad to know. Immediately, she knew telling him this small piece of information about Felix was a huge mistake. Felix was sent crashing into her, and the lycan let out a sharp cry as the shade raised his wand. Then..
There was the blood. A shudder rippled through Willow. It was half yearning for the flesh, half terror. Silver could kill her. Horror at what she'd been thinking about doing rippled through her, flashed in her eyes, and then there was the freezing sensation, the inability to move. Her eyes blanked out, but she could still feel, still see, even though she couldn't move her eyes.
And then there was pain. Burning, scalding her skin. Willow wanted to squirm, to cry out, but whatever spell he'd used kept her from moving at all. The Shade vanished, and moments later three more joined them in the room. Talon. Roan. And a scent familiar from another time, another life. She knew that smell, warped as it were.
The blood, she wanted to screamed. Burning her skin, it would leave a permanent scar definitely, kill her if it reached open skin. Talon was healing Felix...good. Willow wanted to sigh, but still unable to move. Blood from Felix's gashes was dripping on her arm too, burning the skin below the sleeve. Roan....surely she'd smell it. Please let her see it.
As Roan saw the Professor start the shield with fire she began to pull within herself at her own flames. They were never hard to find as they were always wanting to burst through the surface. Where Talon saw a sun, she saw an inferno. Flames stretching and spinning and burning far as the eye could see with no restraint or concise form. When Talon asked it of her she let her flames pour out into his shield to strengthen it. The Headmaster was going to suffer some energy loss from this shield but Roan poured as much fire into it as she dared to hopefully lessen the recoil on him. It didn’t matter if she lost energy because she wasn’t a magical creature and thus probably wasn’t going to be fighting much once they got in there. She could help make sure the captives got out of there though.
She could feel something unnatural happening on the other side of their magical barrier. It made the hair stand up on the back of her neck. Roan was attuned to the natural world to the point she was starting to hear the whispers and words of nature around her, so when something so unnatural happened it made her uneasy. She gritted her teeth and tried to ignore it, keeping her sensitive hazel eyes shut against the light of the flames and the bright lights of Unseen’s working.
And just as quickly as it had began it was all over and the shield dropped. Roan let her control of the fire drop and it simply died away with nothing to consume. Avoiding looking at the bright light that was the gateway into this dimension they were going to she kept her eyes on Muryllis in the form that he was when he gave her his heart. It made her heart leap into her chest and she took his hand with no question, ready to jump into this. The three of them would be able to do this.
Through the barrier they went and Roan found moving through magic to be a very unpleasant experience to her natural senses. She didn’t take long to look around, because just as Talon went to Felix, Roan went to Willow on the ground. “Willow, are you alright?!” She asked franctically, looking at the girl who wouldn’t be able to answer. Her eyebrows knit together at the lack of response and the name written on the girl’s stomach. Tiberius, what? Wait…what was that smell…
“Silver, there’s silver on her!” Roan shouted, smelling the horrible metallic and burning tang as it left angry red scars on Willow. Instantly her hand went to the hem of her shirt and she tore off a large piece of fabric around the bottom, wrapping it haphazardly around her hand as she wiped it off the girl’s abdomen as gently but urgently as possible. It was going to leave it’s mark, but as long as it didn’t get into her bloodstream then they were fine. She used her nose and eyes to find the places where the silver was burning the lycaness and wiped them off as best she could.
They had to get her medical help, but that didn’t make the girl less angry at her pack mate. “Do you see what happens when you associate with him!?” Roan was scared to death they might have lost either of them, but her hazel eyes were angry. Willow would know what him they were talking about. Making sure the blood with the silver was gone, and not questioning where it came from, the girl put her arms under Willow and picked the body up as best as she could.
It was awkward with Willow all stiff and the woman being so small in frame, but luckily Roan had superior strength on her side. Still, it wasn’t going to be easy. “I’m going to need some help…” She said, not sure if she was talking to Talon or Unseen. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Felix was in physical harm too. They had been too late to stop the hurt…
But where was the one who had tormented them?
If this is to end in fire Then we shall all burn together Watch the flames climb high into the night
Post by Talon Windwaltz on Jul 12, 2009 1:07:02 GMT -5
Talon looked around the room, holding his wand outstretched to keep the Gryffindor suspended. He had worried so much about finding the prisoners that he hadn't even cared at all about where the Unknown One was hiding. "He's gone..." The Headmaster whispered under his breath, but his attention returned at the shouts of Roan.
Silver. The Lycan's bane. It wasn't surprising that the Shadow Without a Name had resorted to that level of torture, but as Talon rushed over to examine the girl, he only found her petrified with the Nephilim's name written in blood across her stomach. But silver? Where was silver? 'Scourgify.' The wizard whispered, and he felt the same intense power leak from the room around him into his wand, and the blood vanished.
But Tiberius was still etched into the girl's skin. Putting two and two together, Talon looked up at Roan. "The blood was silver. I don't understand it, but if we want to get that marking and whatever other kinds of scars he put on her off, we have to take her to the Hospital Wing right now. Locomotor Corpus!"
The Headmaster turned to look at the Shade who was bound to him, "Muryllis, the Unknown One can bypass apparation by simply reappearing and vanishing. I'm not exactly sure how he does it, but could you, perhaps, take us to the Hospital Wing at school?"
To the Headmaster, the rooms energies may have seemed empowering, perhaps even overwhelmingly so; to the Shade, it was almost narcotic. The moment he entered, he could feel the power centering around him as if he was a beacon. It was as though this plane of existence was his true home - indeed, if not for his former Master's uninviting signature, the urge to remain here would have overpowered reason.
Muryllis looked around the room, noting the state the two prisoners were in. While Talon and Roan tended to their friends, he began to syphon off energies; as an arcane construct, this was like feeding, only he had before him a limitless feast. For the moment, he relished this perversion of nature. He was a part of it, and it was a part of him; magic had been his life for years, and this was like the pinnacle of his being.
His meditative state was broken soon by the Headmaster's request. After a moment of thought, which, in the presence of so much magic, was unbelievably clear, he replied.
"The Unknown One's abilities are, for the moment, superior to my own; this glimpse into his realm, however, is like a glimpse into his mind. From what I understand, he wove this reality from scratch. I can derive all sorts of information from the room's essence. It's like a bite into the Fruit of Knowledge - in fact, this is as close to the sacred Fruit as we can get, in terms of defeating the Dark Lord."
The Muryllis-illusion took in a deep breath, the intoxicating properties of magic causing him to, in a sort of high, 'melt' back into his settled, blue form. The arcane demon turned to Windwaltz, eyeing him mischievously.
"I can take you to the school. In fact, I can do one better; while I'm not entirely sure how he is able to travel instantly (though I can imagine the method is somehow based on the original Shadow Corridor), I can drain this realm's energies dry in an attempt to fuel the teleportation ceremony. The Unknown One has unwittingly done us a great favor; by observing the room's make-up, I've gained a dreadfully empowering advantage. I'm sure that, with his demise not far off, he no longer has a need for this realm. I'll do him a favor and take out the trash."
Bridging this plane to the real world would be a much simpler job, and in fact it barely took an instant for the newly-invigorated Shade to force the Dark Lord's realm to collapse, snapping the five of them instantly to the University's Hospital Wing. Unseen perceived the room's destruction as a sickening crunch, and he himself glowed with renewed fervor; his old Master's reign would be short-lived, now that he had unwittingly given Muryllis the blueprints to his own destruction.
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