[hr][hr][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230605/b188b8e9cb2b405065c58f91ded076a7.png[/img][hr][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/72f09f8e1fa29eda9d1541ccf728224a/b992c94eb46c5d7b-d4/s500x750/686c55891173c735f06ec5f58e7b84a03abc4ba0.gif[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Nallore][@Trainerblue192][@PatientBean][@Blizz][@Kirah][@KazAlkemi][hr][h3][color=FF0000][b]Limbo[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][@Nallore]: Ananym looks at you with almost a hurt expression. "'Course it's me," Ananym insisted. "Can't you tell?" she asked, before reaching out and taking your hand. Suddenly, your mind is plagued with visions once more - of when you first met, of the day you lost her, and then her body, consumed by flames, a clawed hand reaching for her. Maybe you know what it all means. But does it even matter? 

	"You can't go back to them," Ananym adds. "'Cause they kinda need to die for this entire plan to work. You're gonna love what we do with Earth. It'll be like we always talked about - going to war for the forces of darkness. And we can rule it all, together." She looks at you like you're the princess of a fairytale - like you're the only other person in the world who is real. 

	It's a child's love, platonic and pure. 

	Maybe it's the only pure thing about her. 

[@Nallore]: You chase Sym out into the hallway, out for his blood. I don't blame you. I had almost killed him myself years ago, but I thought he would be useful as a pet. I was wrong about that too. He's a coward. One of Limbo's stepping discs, a random series of portals that wax and wane, appears in the hallway. He jumps on through. 

Do you follow him into the unknown, Madalyne? 

How powerful is your rage - your grief? How blinding? [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa the Grey[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/db4f97a911c55834e8956c78fb0d486b.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=#a81a75]Spells:[/color][/b] N/A
[hr][hr][/center]	Runa felt the life force fade away of the demon that had attacked them, as Jack used his scythe and decapitated them. [color=#a81a75]"Oh, I can heal him, lad, but he won't like it,"[/color] Runa warned. Their healing came with a price. It was growth through change, renewal through death. The more extensive the injury, the more of the person that was lost. She healed the way a forest did - through fire, burning away what no longer served and creating something new from the ashes. 	

	But they began the ritual anyways. They took in flames through their breath, and prepared to breathe them back out, to heal what no longer served Max... and the spell died, fading away. There was no wound for them to heal. He was not dead. He was already changed. His energy felt much the same, but twisted and golden. 

	Annika was similarly transformed, turning into a ten foot tall bear, and managing to slaughter the remaining demons. The room then fell into silence, chaos and disaster and blood and gore all over it. That being said, it was the throne room of Limbo - this was appropriate decor. Runa could not see it, but Klara still had a sword inside of her, the blood slowly oozing and pain eluding her. 

	[color=#a81a75]"Oh, poor Edus..."[/color] Runa murmured. [color=#a81a75]"It never gets easier to witness your death, even if it were not at my hand."[/color]