>>5784844>>5784870>>5784908>>5784979You feel nothing. Bigots like these warrant neither your ire nor your compassion. As you delve deeper into the dark corners of the web, Aika's voice anchors you to reality. "If things spiral out of control, Hideo, I need you to run. And if the worst happens, tell my father that... his Onmyoji daughter stood her ground till the end," she declares, her voice echoing with steely resolve. But you shake your head defiantly, "Sorry, but that's not happening. I'm not leaving your side. Not now, not ever." Aika's eyes flash with a mix of fear and admiration, "This is my fight, Hideo. I won't let you become collateral damage." Holding her gaze with unwavering intensity, you assert, "Look at me, Aika. We're in this together. I'm not letting you face this alone, nor am I willing to find your dead body on my table in the morgue. You're the closest thing to a friend I've had in ages. We either brave this storm together or emerge victorious side by side." A smirk tugs at Aika's lips, even amidst the tension, "Seems we're a team now, aren't we? Let's make a pact, then: we stand by each other, come what may." With that mutual understanding, Aika begins her ritual, reciting a Shinto chant, beckoning the malevolent Yokai to confront her. Almost instantly, an uncanny shift permeates the room. "It's stronger than I anticipated! It's trying to drag us into its realm!" Aika's alarmed shout is the last thing you hear before the familiar surroundings of her apartment dissolve into nothingness. Then you see it wriggling.
>.. d100, best of 3. 