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Lifa: That’s nice and all but are you coming in or not?
The wall of skulls looms over them as sinister as the bill of a taco restaurant.
ರೃ Lucinda: Hmp. What choice do I have?
Lifa: None, but the faster you accept that the less I will be bullied by a flying rat.
Patchwing: Lucinda, run for it.
ರೃ Lucinda: It is just bones. Like you, Patchwing. Show me.
Lifa: Hmp! Then- behold!
The tusks don’t move- but the door of skulls, which turns out to be two doors of interlocking skulls, starts opening inwards, revealing nothing but dense darkness. Halfway there, though, one of the halves of the door breaks apart and sends skulls bouncing all over the floor inside and the garden outside. Lifa scoffs.
Lifa: I know. Just- shut up. And relax!
She walks into her castle of bones, carefully stepping over the skulls, followed by Lucinda. Not missing a beat, you bite and swirl Felicia’s bangs like they were the leads on a horse and rush to the side of the broken door.
