[h3][center][b]Opera Night[/b][/center][/h3]
~[@Eviledd1984](MAR)[@The Irish Tree](NEP)~
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Run and find someplace safe? What did the mothwoman think she was doing? Christine bolted up the stairs, continuing into the hallway towards her room. Well, at least what was once her room. How had the place changed so much? Was this the phantoms doing? She hadn't a clue. Whatever the case was, the combined efforts of Maria and Nephele slowed the specter long enough for her to get into the hallway and slam the door shut behind her.

She'd be safe in her room. Of course she would.

...

Back in the main hall, the hulking figure's blade slammed into the staircase, nearly cleaving the already decrepit fixture in two. Maria's spell did excellent work however. The ice encroached upon the blade and the creatures body, freezing the blade to the floor long enough for Nephele or Maria to get in a good blow while it tried to pull its blade from the ground.

If this was a ghost of some sort, then it seemed to at least not be quite so intangible as the Phantom from earlier.