03-30-2017, 04:02 PM
The hoard of nightmares swell around Luci, becoming agitated. They push, shove, growl, hiss, bite, and scratch at each other, trying to push forward. She keeps her arms folded over her body as she tries to maneuver through the press of bodies, claustrophobia threatening to overwhelm her. Luci jumps as something skitters by her; a giant centipede, and riding atop it, several of the animal-masked cultists. Luci hops aboard the crawling insect.
The cultists are gibbering excitedly to each other in Russian, showing off their glittering steel knives, and making stabbing motions. The centipede quite suddenly starts to crawl up the wall. Luci did not need to hold to anything; gravity seemed to invert for herself and the masked nightmares riding the centipede as they climbed sideways up the wall. At about thirty feet above the swirling mass of nightmares Luci sees a lone figure with a sword standing against the tide of monsters. For the first time, Luci sees the unbridled talent for slaughter of Kuzura of the Ashen Blades.
And she knows fear.
The cultists are gibbering excitedly to each other in Russian, showing off their glittering steel knives, and making stabbing motions. The centipede quite suddenly starts to crawl up the wall. Luci did not need to hold to anything; gravity seemed to invert for herself and the masked nightmares riding the centipede as they climbed sideways up the wall. At about thirty feet above the swirling mass of nightmares Luci sees a lone figure with a sword standing against the tide of monsters. For the first time, Luci sees the unbridled talent for slaughter of Kuzura of the Ashen Blades.
And she knows fear.
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