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"Interesting."

Lan watched the initiate get consumed, frowning. She'd get grief for that, letting a tool so close to actually having use being taken from the clans.
"A shade of the king of Revenge. How curious. He is unlike what I recall."
She stayed far from said shade, from it's reach.

"I would advise that you attack at a distance if you wish to fight. However, it is not something I would advise in general-" She lifted her hand, motioning to the doors behind the throne.

"The doors are numerous yet they alone perhaps off us our only escape-" She glared at the shade of a black king.

"Yet this one cannot be allowed to be freed. A threat is a threat, and so we must make a choice, be consumed- or deny it what it seeks."

She pulled free her distortion crystal from the broach around her neck, holding it in hand. A last resort.
"Anything that would consume, that has been bound so deeply as to such lengths- I can see no reason it should be allowed to be freed. Seek the doors, we have not run out of options as of yet."

Well, that didn't really go according to plan.

The next thing he remembered was darkness. Unsure of where he was, he attempted to move only to find himself not on control. His body moved without his own prompting, slowly making its way towards two voices steadily growing louder. They were muttering, but still it sounded familiar.

His gaze went towards the taller figure with the staff first, narrowing his eyes as he was unfamiliar. He heard the invite, and soon found himself once again in control of his body. He saw Amrita, and anyone could see a almost visual 'spark' come to life within his eyes. "Amrita?" But she was still, and she was silent.

So he turned his attention back to the other. "Who are you, what did you DO to her." His next statement was something along the lines of 'let her go', but the figure continued on and answered the unasked question.

A sacrifice.

A life for a life? He stared down at the room, a room he had jsut been in not minutes prior. He watched them, curiously, wondering if they would attack now that he was...wherever he was. The figure wanted him to choose one of these people in order to bring Amrita back?

She would kick his royal a** if he did that.

"I cant." He replied after a too-long pause. There was no decision to make, there was only one real answer for the boil. "Theres no way i can sacrifice one of them. Me, take me. I am already here." He looked over at the ghoul, still motionless.

She was going to be so pissed.

Shun gripped his blades, closing his eyes for a moment as he felt fear surging through him. He gave Remi a curt nod of gratitude as he felt some of his strength returning. From there, he watched the Kitsune rush off to grab the crown.

And then he was gone.

"Kuso..." he hissed under his breath. The crown had now taken both Amrita and Remi. The Reaper crouched down, then lunged at the shadow to strike, true to his word that he would attack should something go wrong.

Oh and there was Lan now.

"What the hell do you think I'm doing?" he murmured lowly.

HP: 14
Damage: 11
BOSS:47

Jove wandered through the dark maze, his sense of urgency growing. He hadn't seen anyone else for awhile yet, and couldn't hear Mathias behind him...

A grinding noise nearby startled him, and he didn't leap away fast enough to avoid the sharp spikes.

HP: 10

"Redundancy." She stated, bland and bored.

"Yelling at it will get you no where. It is a thing that hungers, and if anything, all you do is draw it's attention to yourself."

She scowled, moving towards the doors, seeking to open the first of the 15.

"Keep it occupied."

"It really doesn't work that way." The tone was disdainful and the figure rose to their full height. There was something absolutely terrifying about them that went beyond the realm of general understanding, as if Remi was speck of sand being brushed against the ocean tide, and he understood for that single moment how little he mattered.

The sensation faded and they sat back down. "Don't be absurd, you cannot sacrifice yourself. You are already gone." They gestured to the table in front of them, and next to the still statue of Amrita was a statue of Remi. Remi was literally staring at himself.

"I get bored easily," the figure continued, "and you were mildly interesting. This," they waved to the speaking Remi, "is the remaining consciousness of your last memories and will. Memories. Quite a powerful thing. It means as only pieces, you do not have enough to sacrifice. You can pick one, any one, or you can pick none which is also a choice. Whatever you decide will make a different or not one at all."

Jove felt he was going in circles, unable to avoid the traps the labyrinth seemed to hold.

HP: 6