In the brief instant she feels that surge of dark energy swelling, Ventuswill only now realizes it’s too late. They’ve been fooled. Dycedarg had no intentions of destroying that crystal. For that instant, she’s frozen in place, shocked at this betrayal. Fortunately, someone else was watching too, and wasn’t about to let the girl get caught off guard.
( “You have GOT to be kidding me. … Hey! Ventuswill! Snap out of it. Forget about him and get the hell away NOW” )
… Why did it seem like she was hearing things? Almost instinctively, she feels herself backing away, her staff out and ready to defend herself and her companions. … How in the world? It was strange, but at the same time she luckily managed to dodge a blow from a crystalline figure (That face. That figure. That couldn't possibly be...?!). Still, almost as if on her own once more, she quickly deals with it, firing off a powerful fire spell at it.
But what strikes her closest is the man she couldn’t have possibly have seen to pull a stunt like this. A man she had seen as a reliable ally and strategist, and one she had thought was far better than this. Ventuswill shouts out to the man, her tone firm, serious, and not at all resembling her normal pleasant one.
“Dycedarg, what do you think you’re doing! Cease this madness at once.”
Was he tainted by its power? Or was she merely had for a fool all this time? The crystalline imitations mattered little to her at the moment, but she tries to stay on her feet. Sometimes it felt like she herself was being influenced to keep moving, which should prove beneficial for both her and her companions, immediately moving to cast a protection spell for Rayman.
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( “You have GOT to be kidding me. … Hey! Ventuswill! Snap out of it. Forget about him and get the hell away NOW” )
… Why did it seem like she was hearing things? Almost instinctively, she feels herself backing away, her staff out and ready to defend herself and her companions. … How in the world? It was strange, but at the same time she luckily managed to dodge a blow from a crystalline figure (That face. That figure. That couldn't possibly be...?!). Still, almost as if on her own once more, she quickly deals with it, firing off a powerful fire spell at it.
But what strikes her closest is the man she couldn’t have possibly have seen to pull a stunt like this. A man she had seen as a reliable ally and strategist, and one she had thought was far better than this. Ventuswill shouts out to the man, her tone firm, serious, and not at all resembling her normal pleasant one.
“Dycedarg, what do you think you’re doing! Cease this madness at once.”
Was he tainted by its power? Or was she merely had for a fool all this time? The crystalline imitations mattered little to her at the moment, but she tries to stay on her feet. Sometimes it felt like she herself was being influenced to keep moving, which should prove beneficial for both her and her companions, immediately moving to cast a protection spell for Rayman.