[color=lightskyblue]𝕎  𝕚  𝕝  𝕝  𝕠  𝕨[/color]

All of Elle’s words were met with what might have looked like a blank stare on Willow’s part, but was truly just the face of intense listening. She covered a lot of ground there. And she made a good point of what Willow should do next. One of them was, at least.

The golem had come up from the underground. As Willow had no real way of combating it directly like the others outside were doing, finding out what’s going on where the golem was rooted seemed like a job she was somewhat uniquely qualified for.

But that would mean leaving Helen on her own.

Willow makes her way over to her friend. “Hey,” she says, “I’m gonna do what she said.”

“Do what?” Helen replies.

“I’m gonna go down and see what’s under it,” Willow elaborates. “I can’t- I can’t [i]fight it[/i], but I can find out more about it. That helps, right?” She then grabs both of Helen’s hands and holds them up, gripping them firmly. She’s never done this gesture before - she’s seen it in shows and films. All the danger in the air is making her copycat a bit. It just seems like the right thing to do as she asks Helen, “Will you be okay if I leave you alone? I promise I’ll come back.”

Helen is silent for a moment, before nodding her head affirmatively. “Yeah,” she says, “I’ll be fine. Go do it.”

Willow nods. She detaches her hands from Helen’s and steps back. She turns to give the golem one more look, and then shifts into her phantom form. 

She sinks into the floor.

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She starts in the pipeworks below Mooncash. She advances forward, in the direction of the golem. She passes through the wall into solid concrete, and then into dirt, pipes, underground infrastructure. It’s all very dark.

She stops for a moment to ascend back up to the surface, just barely peeking her head out so her eyes can catch sight of the golem’s position. She winces at the intensity of the blaring dubstep music from all the cars (she’s not sure [i]why[/i] that’s happening, but it [i]must[/i] be for a good reason). She sees Henry and Titus MacArthur - the [i]other[/i] monumentally sized boy from school - going toe-to-stalk with the golem. She sees Dexter covering his ears a bit away. She sees Christopher and Evelyn and Elle all outside, in the thick of the action.

And there’s Willow, just a little wispy half-a-head sticking up from out of the asphalt.

She goes back down, nearing where the golem is rooted. In the dark, wet, filth-ridden brickwork sewers of Leesburgh, Willow finds herself momentarily comforted by the fact that none of this grime can get on her. She feels the pounding of the music even down here. She continues forward, until she finds exactly what she’s looking for.

There’s a large… [i]very[/i] large concrete pipe along the sewer wall, extending both ways down the tunnel, past where Willow can see. She looks at where the golem is rooted - a large, pulpy mass of dark liquid concrete, extending upwards and breaking through the brickwork. Very thin bits of light eek through the damage, illuminating the disturbance in the pipe.

There’s no sign of any other CLs anywhere down in the sewer. No one is directly controlling the golem, as far as Willow can surmise - it simply sprang up here on its own accord.

She keeps staring at the messy concrete pipe. She doesn’t know what, if anything, she should do next. She just stares.