>>5960368>>5960369>>5960374<span class="mu-s"> CLINK-CLANK </span>
The frigid air was stifled with a sense of dread and helplessness. You felt like the very walls were closing in on you and your ally.
An unnerving fog had manifested all around you. It had obscured something truly evil: a set of red eyes with unsatiated bloodlust. You had reawakened your memories the moment an ominous figure had stepped out of the fog....
<span class="mu-r"> This was <span class="mu-s"> The Warden </span> </span>
A cursed skeletal husk of bones and steel fused together, her eyes and her long wavy grey hair .... Yes, that was her. You fought her in your prime and she had <span class="mu-s"> obliterated </span> you. She was cursed to forever wander the Spire in search of Sinners who had somehow escaped their cells, it was her duty and....and... you could not remember the rest.
"Ancea-Tekshi, W-we should run..." For once, you had agreed with her. Although the woman before you was a terrifying menace, she was slower than a snail bound by the curse that had kept her alive this whole time. <span class="mu-s"> <span class="mu-i"> The deeper you went , the faster and the stronger she would become.... </span> </span>
>Flee to the second floor [1d1]>Flee back to Foyer [1d1]>Fight the Warden [You will die]>Write in 