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Then a grave, wrong, yet pleasantly otherworldly sound bounces off all the walls- and Lifa isn’t there anymore. Instantly and painlessly, the necromancer vanished from this dimension as if the world had forgotten to keep track. Lucinda, standing like a cat meeting a stray dog on the streets, transforms again and, scythe up in the air, takes her time to walk up to the shelf. You see it, with a lot of effort, you see it- and then Lucinda does too. A /very/ tiny Lifa is looking at a gigantic Lucinda- from inside the complex snow globe.
Lifa: (It’s ok! It’s just a pocket dimension. I know a Magical Girl that makes these for a living. Touch it for more than five seconds, but remember to touch it near where I am and not too far away!)
Lucinda doesn’t move an inch.
Lifa: (It’s ok! Trust me!)
ರೃ Lucinda: I do not.
Lifa: (Step aside.)
Lucinda does. Little Lifa instantly grows back into Big Lifa.
Lifa: That always feels so weird. Aaaaaa. Give me your hand. Here.
ರೃ Lucinda: What is th-
She knows what that is. Lifa’s Soul Gem.
Lifa: Just don’t stray too far away from me. Let’s go, at the same time. Point at that little cabin over here when I do.
ರೃ Lucinda: This is a trap.
Lifa sneers just a bit.
Lifa: There is always a risk to trusting other people, but you will have to learn to settle for the clues you have. Also, let me share a little secret. You aren’t afraid of me, you are afraid of being wrong about me.
ರೃ Lucinda: A pointless secret. Those would be the same.
Lifa: Oh, Lucinda…
Lifa laughs in all honesty.
Lifa: I had like seven hours to hurt you. When is it enough?
ರೃ Lucinda: I don’t know. You never told me when it was enough.
Lifa: Then let me tell you: this is enough. Come.
Lifa grabs Lucinda’s hand but the blonde slaps hers away, then that dainty hand touches the small transparent orb out of its own accord.
And then they are gone.
Where? Fuck if you know. But you will. BUT... there is a choice to be made. A big, big choice. No matter what's in there that's a no-man’s land, free of outside intervention, and now that the stakes are high anything could happen. You either bring in Felicia or you don’t.
>Bring Felicia.
>Go alone.
