[quote=@WiseDragonGirl]"Leona," he called to her, continuing to drift around a bit, "you know I wasn't kidding about that voodoo-curse, right? I can see obvious signs it's already working, bad luck is surrounding you like a dark cloud. But, I can be coerced in sharing what I know about countering it over a cup of coffee. It would be a shame if pretty woman like you would die and you have no idea how much I long for a cup of coffee, I'm close to selling my soul for one decent cup."[/quote]
[@WiseDragonGirl]
What Andreas saw was nothing he would have cared to have coffee with.

The woman's mass was rapidly expanding in every direction, her flesh seething and roiling like a bubbling sea of bile. Her clothes were in the process of shredding themselves as her mass broke through their seams. Her features were still vaguely the same though, even as they became bloated and twisted, and Andreas could still detect the hint of a smile about the contorted ridge that must have been her lips as she fixed her bulging, malignant golden eyes on him.

[b][color=coral]"Little mote,[/color][/b] The sound she uttered possibly came from her mouth, but sounded less like a human voice insomuch as a chance acoustic phenomenon created by the expansion and incidental sound of her bloating form as razor talons began to sprout from her extremities and what looked like golden fur began to grow across her collar. [b][color=coral]"I am far beyond whatever feeble cantrips your pissant tribesman could have concocted."[/color][/b]

[quote=@Doc Doctor]The moment he saw Fortune bring his sword up, Donny fired off a second shot to blast out the knight's elbow joint, effectively interrupting his attack.[/quote][quote=@Doc Doctor]Before he came back into view, the group would have just barely enough time to react to a grenade being tossed right back at them, a dark blur hurtling through the midst of the smoke. No, not quite. The grenade was /arching/ out of the smoke, flying around in a wide circle towards the party's right. If they remained where they were, it seemed that the grenade would somehow pass around and behind them...[/quote]
[@Doc Doctor]
Which was when the frankly [i]queer[/i] suggestions that were space and time acted up again. Possibly. It was incredibly hard to tell what was going on with all the smoke from the incendiary grenade blooming in the empty, featureless battlefield. What Donny [i]felt[/i] and what he [i]saw[/i] though were both mutually exclusive, as well as impossible.

The first thing being the long gash that had slid open across the left side of his clothes and through a good few centimeters of his abdomen, resulting in a small splatter of blood flying free through the darkness. It was not a bad wound, all things considered. Very precise and clean. He was unlikely to bleed out from it anytime soon - which was to say, in the next thirty minutes or so. What was bad was that it had come [i]completely out of nowhere[/i] and had apparently been caused by nothing.

The second thing being Fortune's blade flying, [i]pinwheeling[/i] end over end - probably from the knight's interrupted, botched throw of the weapon - through the space just behind the trajectory arc of the grenade Donny had thrown, where it made contact with and sliced cleanly through the razor wire Donny had secured to the projectile. Due to its thinness and coloration, it had been effectively invisible in the void to the other passengers. There was no way any kind of throw the knight had made should have even come close to the wire unless he had specifically known about it, and even then, Donny's shot to his elbow should have precluded that.

[quote=@Cruallassar] In a single, smooth motion he slid five of the strange metal-coating crossbow bolts from his belt and cast them toward Donny and his new friend in a blanket pattern while Kael was nice and obscured by the smoke, then looked down at the machine and willed himself there. From here, to in front of the device, to hell with transit time, this was the test of his theory on this space.[/quote]
[@Doc Doctor]
Three of the blindly scattered crossbow bolts were dead misses, having been cast by hand through a large cloud of smoke in a void without gravity. By chance though, one was headed on a direct collision course with Donny's right leg - it was not coming straight at him, its head facing several degrees away from the actual heading of its trajectory, but there was no telling whether the cylindrical head needed to hit him directly or lightly graze him in order to go off.

Also by chance, one punched directly into the woman's expanding, fleshy form - and then sank in as the rising walls of flesh washed over and consumed it whole. There was a wet sort of popping noise from her, followed by a long hiss, as though somebody had left a kettle with water out on a stove, but her body continued to grow and her expression was unperturbed. 

[@Cruallassar]
It worked.

The transistion through space and and time came with a number of other revelations. Perhaps manipulations of this sort had been possible even when the illusory world itself had still been whole - though surely more difficult, as the nuances of time, space, relativity, matter, and energy would have complicated the effect. 

The revelation also struck him, out of the blue, that perhaps he could have saved Ariett if she were still merely bleeding out with his newfound power. If he could move from place to place at will, who was to say he could not mend her flesh and vigor with but a thought?

However, that possibility was no longer available. The first thing he saw upon looking at the computer screen mounted on the cairn's body was a rapidly rolling wall of text, not all of it in legible type, but two of the newest lines were written in perfectly coherent words and had been emphatically highlighted by whatever force governed the flow of information.

>Entity V [4165277] Ariett Deveca has died.
>Entity V [4165277] Ariett Deveca cause of death: Cerebral Hypoxia following excessive blood loss.
>Entity [Ghost with no home] penalized.

Another line of text appeared on the screen directly below that morbid announcement, shifting the remaining text upwards. Given the mass of incomprehensible text sliding across the screen, he otherwise might not have noticed it - if his name had not been listed in the same line.

>Entity Proxy [Iris] vitiating Entity VII [4167067] Kael Arvindr.

[sub][i]"[color=007236]You could have saved her, you worthless thief.[/color]"[/i][/sub]

"How did you do that?" The pavise knight said as he finally arrived by Kael's shoulder, drifting through the void hastily. The whole of his face remained obscured by the radiant, golden haze emanating from his eyes like a noxious gas. "Is that just a thing you can do? You should have just appeared behind that fucking Proxy Donovan and ended him on the spot! Uh." He paused as he reached out with a tentative hand for Kael's shoulder. "...Can you do that again? Maybe you should do that [i]now[/i]..."