[center][h3]Corporate War Zone - F1 > F2
21/6/2015 Sunday[/h3][/center]

The soldiers began to noticeably pour into the trench, but everyone's spells and attacks were bulldozing a way through. In moments the party found themselves in a frantic sprint as soldiers began to drop down into the trenches behind them, and soon they saw the door at the end of the trench. Rui was the first to reach it, pulling it open before entering it along with everyone else, and then there was a silence following the slamming of the door.

The party turned to see what they had just entered... The immediate thought was a prison, as if the steel bars and cells didn't give it away. Everything here seemed to be in some depressing gray, and the sounds of a child crying or speaking some words near inaudible could be heard amongst the silence.

[color=slategray]"I'm convinced we're not in a tower..."[/color], he said.

[color=slategray]"Well, let's keep moving. Ayano, let us know if you detect anything"[/color], and with that he led the way.

The party traversed the cells, there were shadows behind some of the cells, but the party recognized them... They were soldiers from the last area. They were very timid, didn't even attempt to fight, not to mention they were unarmed, but pretty soon the party came upon a door at the end of a long hallway of cells... "Solitary". It was open. With nowhere else to advance, they opened the door and stepped into the darkness, and with an echoing click, the lights within the room switch on, and towering above them, was a gigantic shadow in prisoner wear. Handcuffed and unable to attack correctly, the party managed to roll out of the way of it's clumsy advance, but everyone felt it. That power was no joke.

[color=slategray]"Another shadow... Ayano, start scanning"[/color], he said. As he examined the shadow, he also noticed a door behind it, though locked by chains, it looks like this shadow was barring their way forward.


[center][h3]Play of Control - F1 > F2
21/6/2015 Sunday[/h3][/center]

Everyone's attacks were dispatching the shadows fairly well, but it didn't change they were still outnumbered. Between Akane's Kill Rush and Noboru's own fists, they weren't reducing their numbers quickly enough, but pretty soon the whole room was ablaze as Matt summoned his Persona and unleashed a Maragilao, decimating all of the shadows that were exposed, and exposing the ones that still had their armour on, which were quickly dispatched by Kazuki.

[color=magenta][i]"Great! I don't detect anymore, good work"[/i][/color], the party eased up a bit after hearing that they were clear for the time being.

[color=royalblue]"Alright then, let's keep moving"[/color], Kazuki said, leading onto the next area.

The party came to a set of stairs, with a sign pointing up those stairs, it appears these stairs lead to the theatre according to the sign. It was quite obvious this is where they had to go to advance, so they did, and pretty soon they were walking down the theatre's seats after opening the double doors to them. The stage in front had some dancers upon them, and the seats around them were near empty, but shadowy silhouettes that did nothing would be seated in some random spots... As soon as the party got close to the stage, every single pair of eyes turned to look at them.

The dancers on the stage stopped, and by their eyes too, they were also shadows. Suddenly, a ramp formed at the center of the stage in front of the party, and the floor below them moved quickly like a conveyor belt, until the party was at the very center of the stage, surrounded by the four dancers. It was obvious what this was...

[color=magenta][i]"Four shadows... They seem fairly strong. I'm detecting that they each have different weaknesses. Matthew, the one nearest you is weak to ice, but the one next to it is weak to fire... I'm still scanning the other two though"[/i][/color], in any case the battle started, the dancers seemed to summon elemental attacks with their dancing, the one in front of Matthew twirled and flames flew out from it in a beautiful spinning manner, while the other dancers began to prepare their own attacks.