Without a doubt. [A thought bubbles to the surface like blood rising to the surface of water.
You’re with me. Something will come up. He ignores it and leads the way to the door below. As the door swings open the glitter pours down a staircase.
The sounds of a battlefield drift through the air. There is a window further down the staircase. And for the first time but it doesn’t feel like the first there is a sense of loss that scrapes fangs across his soul. He walks on,] Like clockwork, eh?
[The view through the window is of a bloody battlefield. The combatants are in shadow. Great beasts clash with soldiers in a field. Soldiers clash with soldiers. Magic snaps. People fall. Some get up. Some don’t. Hugh looks at it. He walks past before he says,] Like staring into the mouth of hell.
Cw: descriptions of battle and death
You’re with me. Something will come up. He ignores it and leads the way to the door below. As the door swings open the glitter pours down a staircase.
The sounds of a battlefield drift through the air. There is a window further down the staircase. And for the first time but it doesn’t feel like the first there is a sense of loss that scrapes fangs across his soul. He walks on,] Like clockwork, eh?
[The view through the window is of a bloody battlefield. The combatants are in shadow. Great beasts clash with soldiers in a field. Soldiers clash with soldiers. Magic snaps. People fall. Some get up. Some don’t. Hugh looks at it. He walks past before he says,] Like staring into the mouth of hell.
Better not be related to our next challenge.