Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190811133558/@comment-26517142-20191010105446

Haqua looks to Albi. "You obviously do not know how much the words of Demeter value to us. We Wiccen... value her words as much as  a child values the teachings of her father."

Carousa looks on to the 'room' generated by Morgan, spotting the faint signs of distortion on its surface. "I... Is it me or is there... something happening to that Lilim's spatial magic?"

Back at the 'room', Glinda and Elphabi exchange nervous looks. "Milady Hecate... who binds you??" asks Elphabi. There is no response - only further distorted noises. Hecate speaks again - in a more agitated voice.

''I cannot see.... dark. Dark. Magic... chains me. It chains me. My power.... please. ''

Glinda: M-Milady??

''..... gather them. Gather the Wane Wiccen. Find... Witches' Brew.''

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"I am aware." Azkadia pushed Anastasia and the rest of the group ahead of the path. The Wiccen points forward. "There's the staircase. Someone check if there's a staircase within that staircase, and within that - another staircase. I.. coud be wrong."

Anastasia: And I thought Wiccen are wise. (Azkadia raises an eyebrow at the Tick-Tock)

Azkadia : Anastasia Yozama... you can't really blame me if I myself am feeling stressed with what we're forced to do. Being a hero.. is simply not the style of a Wane Wiccen like me.