>>5325207https://youtu.be/3gjg3Ib-y54With that dramatic declaration, both Rodhi <span class="mu-i">AND</span> Teevor emerge from behind the control panel!
“Sorry, Izzie,” Teevor laughs as he puts an arm around Rodhi’s robed shoulders, “But we altered a few parameters while you were busy playing with the primitives! You won’t be summoning anything now!”
“You… you mouth breathing <span class="mu-s">SIMPLETONS!</span>” The witch shrieks in disbelief, “I alone have the ciphers for the <span class="mu-r">DEMON LABS–</span>you… you have <span class="mu-i">NOTHEENK-</span>”
“You <span class="mu-i">did</span>...” Teevor interrupts as he shares a smile with Rodhi, “But this one here installed a backdoor long before these humans arrived!”
Sorry, bitch, you add with a triumphant laugh, guess the only thing <span class="mu-i">you’re</span> summoning is disappointment! HA!
Practically foaming at the mouth, the High Scholar’s rage fades in an instant as she calmly runs a hand over her hood.
“... well, no sense in gettink annoyed about eet,” She shrugs as she resumes charging her spells on her fingers, “I’ll just torture you all into madness while I feex theengs up here…”
Wait, you stammer, that’s-
And for the second time tonight, the portal flickers to life… albeit with a much different hue and texture!
“Err, R-Rodhi, sweetheart,” Teevor mutters as everyone turns to watch the portal charge, “I thought you, erm, installed a backdoor that would <span class="mu-i">shut</span> the portal…”
“I um…” Rodhi squeaks as she sinks back below the control panel, “I… I <span class="mu-i">thought</span> I did…”
Not wasting the opportunity, the High Scholar immediately rushes to the open portal with her arms spread in welcome!
“COME, OH <span class="mu-r">DWELLER IN THE DEEP!</span> COME AND TAKE THIS PLANE AS YOUR OWN, AND ITS INHABITANTS AS YOU SEE FIT! COME AN-”
Before she can finish, you catch a glimpse of a blue hand as it shoots out from beyond the rift and grabs the witch by her wrist!
“Y-you…” she mutters in genuine puzzlement, “You’re not-”
Before she can finish her thought, a long, metal pole catches her below the ribs and dashes her into pieces against the wall!
“NO,” She cries as the pole scoots her skull into the rift, “Y-you can’t! Thees isn’t how eet-”
And with one last shriek, the High Scholar’s skull is whisked away into the portal as her remaining bones lie forgotten next to it!
But what happens next is what truly makes your skin crawl!
>CONTD. 