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This wasn’t good.

Pain was apparently added to the content. Rael frowned, as she thought about the implications. She had heard of simulation but this was taking it a little bit too far. It was a glitch. It was a problem. She called out for her console to try to send a ticket to a GM… and then it didn’t open.

Before she could say anything to her group a loud thud hit the floor. And then a gear. And then another gear. And then another gear. The floor was covered in ice, although only for a split second. The red-haired girl heard the ice breaking under the pressure of the mechanicisms it was freezing in Thorinn’s humid, almost sub-tropical summer heat. They were underground but it was still humid. The spikes were steel or iron, some kind of metal. The ice wouldn’t hold. She heard someone call out for her as she channeled all of her magical energy into her feet. 

[b]Enhancement Magic: Level 4. [i]Spring Step.[/i][/b]

Ambient energy surrounded her feet as she threw herself in the air—looking up, she knew there was the ceiling being held by the support. She wouldn’t burst into it. Instead she aimed for the leftmost wall. She locked her feet upon contact, pushing ambient energy into her feet to stay on it before carefully hoping off. There were no holes on the floor beneath her. She should be safe. When she hit the floor she would sigh a breath of relief as she twirled her spear, looking back at the group in dismay.

She didn’t say a word.

[color=plum]"B-Benkei, guys, be careful, there's...something's different."[/color] She heard Kazuki say, and she could not agree more.



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