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[color=Silver][h1][i]”Henshin.”[/i][/h1][/color]

The sound of a gunshot far louder than anything Auri could produce rang throughout the tunnels as Isabella transformed. He strode forwards at a determined pace; urgent, but not rushing into danger. However, his foe was already destroyed before he could reach it. Arianna was out in the field, which meant that Daren likely was, too. Whatever happened to their pet, he couldn’t say, but it was clear that Horizon was playing their hand. The black knight returned the raven’s gaze, faces hidden behind their respective masks. It was obvious that he couldn’t spill any secrets, here. If both their benefactors had any reason to turn on him he likely wouldn’t survive the night, not for lack of trying. Still, Arianna likely wasn’t doing this out of the goodness of her heart. It could be a trap, but there wasn’t time to hesitate, and he was better forewarned to deal with it than anyone else.

Isabella nodded.

[color=Silver]“Let’s go,”[/color] He said, voice stern and controlled. [color=Silver]“Be careful.”[/color] He broke off into a run, his hair and cloak of shadow trailing behind him.
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The gaunt figure snaked its way through the tunnels, senses mundane and magical expanding through their depths. There were many presences here already. Some bore an approximation of the stone, but any diviner worth their salt could deduce they were fakes. The vault was still her target, and she would not be distracted by petty diversions.

Seshat could confirm for herself what her magic could not when she reached the vault. One figure she did not recognize, the other she most certainly did. She had accrued a handful of run-ins with the man with the cleaver, and his cast of occasional companions. She had no doubt that they sought to tear her apart with that cleaver, in the hopes of reclaiming secrets that mankind had lost. They were not the first to hope for this, and they would not be the last.

Regardless, he was untrustworthy. The others heading towards this position were wild cards as well. While she would have loved to have had the opportunity to take the stone for herself, and either hide it away or simply fling it into space and destroy it, it was clear this would not be possible. Instead, she would have to settle for the vault remaining sealed.

A bomb appeared in her hand, carefully drawn glyphs stretching across the surface of the parcel. She tossed it in between the two, close enough to destroy the console. She commanded it to detonate.

[color=Sienna]“Boom.”[/color]

And the room was lit by a blast of green flame.