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Abigail?”
Aria cringed, shrinking back before realizing that the voice wasn’t the screechy, condescending tone of the voice in her head. She looked up, only to spot Atlas. The burning buildings of her home had sometime melted into the dense fog of Thaum without her noticing. Had it- had it all been a dream? Nobody was dead because of her and her friends hadn’t left her?
Aria’s quivering subsided slightly as she got to her feet, following after Atlas and towards the figures of Moira, Syed and Lisette. She couldn’t help but cringe as the memory of their scornful voices echoed in her ears but managed to suppress the paranoia that they would all suddenly start screaming once more and that she hadn’t woken from the nightmare just yet.
A small wave of relief washed over her when she was close enough to see their faces that lacked the cold glares they sported in her dream, but rather looked just as confused and shaken up as she was.
Before they had time for proper greetings, the ground started to rumble before a collection of building were thrown from a distance, crashing too close to comfort from the group. Aria bit back a shriek and gripped onto her weapons tightly, gaping up at the giant skeleton that had appeared so suddenly without warning.
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“You have got to be shitting me…”Just as the skeleton raised its sword, Aria gave a quick glance back at where Moira was only to meep faintly at the giant Firon snarling down at them. What on Ddeaer were these monsters and where had they come from?
Seeing how Syed had tripped onto the ground, she quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him aside as the giant skeleton swung down it’s blade, sharpened bone smashing into the pavement and sending chunks of rock flying. There was no way they could take down both the skeleton and the flaming wolf behind them – they would have more than enough on their hands just facing one! The Firon perhaps she could distract with an illusion, but even then she wasn’t sure how long she could keep hold with the giant skeleton attacking them at the same time.
Should they fight? Should they run? She suddenly cringed, shaking hand tightening around Syed’s arm as she remembered the screeching voice asking the same question in her dreams. If they made the wrong decision, would they all die? The skeleton yanked its sword out of the rubble, bringing it back above its head for another swing as Aria panicked.
"W-we... We can't win this! We need to- We should... What should we do?!"
