[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uurhDHh.jpg[/img][/center][hr]And so the second door was chosen. Despite its aura of unpleasantry and intimidation, the majority consensus seemed to agree on choosing it. Kanbaru, the card bearer, lead the way without so much as a breadth of hesitation. Assuming the others chose to follow her lead and not have hesitating thoughts, the doors slowly closed behind them. There was now no way back, only the path forward.

Much like the external view, the space the group found themselves in was hoisted with stars. A fair, night sky hung over their heads like a backdrop or perhaps a realistically styled painting. The ground beneath was grassy with flat areas all around. The door had led them to outside, though whether this was truly outside the Tower or some pocket dimension was up for debate.

More than likely, it was probably the latter, given the Tower’s properties. The field was quiet, only disrupted by small breezes of chilly air. It would only take the children a few steps however to realize there was one other occupant inside the chamber. The air in front of them shifted and, much like the Mysterious Dude, [url= https://i.imgur.com/IBpAMqf.jpg]someone else[/url] stepped out of the air as if they had blended in with the background.

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[color=silver]“…….”[/color] The newcomer certainly looked like the Mysterious Dude however they were significantly shorter in height, around Tokuda’s size. Likewise, there was no sarcasm or exasperation wafting off this person. There was only the silence of night, a quiet that persisted in all the figure’s movements even as they raised a hand and pointed it right at the group.

In swift movements a card each manifested in the figure’s palms. Defying physics, both curled and twisted into themselves, elongating with an unearthly glow until they were about the length of blades each. The ends of them were much thinner than the portions held by the figure’s hands, further eliciting the image of swords. If there was any doubt this figure wanted to negotiate peacefully, it was perished now as it slowly approached the group.

There was no rush in its steps or maddening flurry of menace. There was only the calm it invoked as the figure closed the distance between itself and the children. Well, not entirely. While the rest of the group may have seen the figure walking towards them, Kanbaru could feel it had already struck. In fact, it was by her side even now, smacking her with a flurry of swings from its hands. Only some of them cut, but most only stung with an intense pain that separated reality from the dream.[hr]