Old chains of God and Root cast away, the Void is never fully separate.
The Knight's body being their own again is still a buffer. The frantic fragments of emotion of their siblings are soothed once more. It's almost alone that they neatly step around the tall black-and-red bug to exit.
They'll be followed, or they're being deceived and won't. They'll find hints from either choice.
The Pale King's words whisper as they pass; as ever, they ignore it. Shadow Creeper shells decorate the way forward, dead where they walked or hung from the walls. A quick slash reveals a brown-black mess of Void and guts, no orange. At least part of that is as it should be.
...The tunnel seems oddly bright.
A long pause and examination reveals that, by technicality, it isn't. Absence of Infection is the only clear difference from before, and it should be darker for that lack. It appears their time at rest left them with mild disorientation.
The journey onward--to the Hidden Station, they decide--will be slower than they tend to go, considering they should reassess and rediscover their senses.
(That they're partly braced for claws tearing through their back is also a factor, albeit smaller.)
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Date: 2023-10-02 09:36 am (UTC)The Knight's body being their own again is still a buffer. The frantic fragments of emotion of their siblings are soothed once more. It's almost alone that they neatly step around the tall black-and-red bug to exit.
They'll be followed, or they're being deceived and won't. They'll find hints from either choice.
The Pale King's words whisper as they pass; as ever, they ignore it. Shadow Creeper shells decorate the way forward, dead where they walked or hung from the walls. A quick slash reveals a brown-black mess of Void and guts, no orange. At least part of that is as it should be.
...The tunnel seems oddly bright.
A long pause and examination reveals that, by technicality, it isn't. Absence of Infection is the only clear difference from before, and it should be darker for that lack. It appears their time at rest left them with mild disorientation.
The journey onward--to the Hidden Station, they decide--will be slower than they tend to go, considering they should reassess and rediscover their senses.
(That they're partly braced for claws tearing through their back is also a factor, albeit smaller.)