[center][h1][color=00a651]Ralsei[/color][/h1][/center]
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Though he had fallen asleep under the faint glow of the Dark Fountain, Ralsei awoke in a strange, cramped cage. He wasn't alone, something he both was grateful for and sad to see, as many others of all shapes and sizes woke up around him. He barely had time to adjust to his new surroundings when he heard the bat-wielding man speak up... and the fall to the ground shortly afterwards. The sight made the fur on the back of his neck stand up, and he almost felt ill upon seeing the blood pool on the floor and the man's gagging. Hesitant to stand, the young prince slowly got to his feet, taking a moment to study the faces of those around him. Humans, a monster, a... dancing robot... and even more humans. Such a sight would have been impossible to see back in his kingdom.

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He wasn't in the Dark World anymore, that much was certain.

Walking over to Red Riding Hood, Date, and Negan's position, Ralsei studied the collapsed man. He was in a miserable state, and Ralsei winced at the thought of the pain this man must be feeling. All this, just for being loud? Ralsei wasn't a fan of his inappropriate remarks, sure, but seeing the state he was in, the Darkner knew what had to be done. Holding his hands together as a warm, yellow light enveloped him, Ralsei swiftly lifted his right hand into the air, the golden light dissipating in an instant. To replace the golden glow however, came a series of green sparkles over Negan's body. Negan would feel some of his pain and damage be lifted from him, a result of Ralsei's spell.

[color=00a651]"That should help."[/color] Ralsei spoke softly with a small smile, the biggest he could muster at the moment, to whoever may be listening. [color=00a651]"I think we should... keep our thoughts to ourselves for now."[/color]

Sitting down on the ground, Ralsei's smile struggled to stay on his face. This wasn't the first time he had been locked up, but now? He didn't have Kris, or even Susie, by his side. He was surrounded by strangers for a purpose he didn't even know of. Was this punishment? Did he do something wrong? The fear was starting to build as he took a deep breath.

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[color=00a651]"We could be here a while..."[/color] He said the group. [color=00a651]"Let's get comfy."[/color][/center]

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[center][h2][color=a36209]Beowulf[/color][/h2][/center]

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Among the cast of trapped figures was a well-built man wearing clothing covered in wolf pelts. It would seem like this man was from the wild, someone who was raised by wolves and carried a fierce, primal personality.

He wasn't.

[color=a36209]"Coulda like,"[/color] He said, more annoyed than anything, pulling out a folding chair from seemingly nowhere. [color=a36209]"Sent a card or something."[/color]

Unfolding the chair, he placed it on the ground, and...

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Sat down, waiting for "Mr. Luthor" to show up.

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