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If Chunji were to use his eyes to analyze the floor, he'd find that this cathedral is somewhat similar to an overcharged leyline, though weaker. It's not as if the Umbralist is using a leyline connected to the tower, but more so that the cathedral has its own separate leyline that was transported here directly. The presence of this cathedral is also almost definitely the reason for the darkness on the third floor, though there doesn't appear to be any kind of ritual ongoing. Basically, it looks more like this cathedral was summoned from somewhere else as a real physical location, and not that it was created from nothing.

As for the man himself, the robes appear to obscure his features, such that all Chunji can see underneath is a dark silhouette. Even with regular vision, his face is obscured by seemingly the same magical darkness as that of the third floor. 

@AThousandCurses@Estylwen

IRIS RECORD, 3F

The dark of the third floor was beyond restricting in sight, but also in movement. Even simply moving through it felt as if it were like slogging through water near the shore, and this was notably paired with distorted noise - as if the footsteps of the duo rushing through the halls were somewhat muted, the echoes of pitter-pattering nowhere near as loud as they should be. That being said, it was nothing that would keep the truly determined from moving on, even if with more physical exertion than normally necessary for something as basic as putting one foot in front of the other. The sounds of struggle and calls of command below faded away as the third floor's muted shadows took hold, leaving the two in a place in which forward and back and up and down would begin, perhaps, to become more like vague concepts.

That is, of course, before factoring in Chunji's vision. With his Ethos, the idea of a linear structure could remain in his mind - dark hallways in a tower was, in the end, all this was when given the eyes to continue to perceive it as such. He could see, and by extension guide Ciara, towards the place where the shadows receded. It was almost like a light at the end of a tunnel as they rounded the final corner towards the central hall of the floor. What was beyond it was still blocked even from Chunji's vision, but it was clear that it was the end of this oppressive void. With a bit of grit, sweat and determination, he would make it to the other side...

Shiiing.

Right as Chunji crossed over, two things were made apparent immediately. On one hand, it was almost like a church was dropped overtop the tower, and where there would otherwise be intersecting halls leading to the rest of the floor and other staircases, there was instead an entire cathedral that they had entered into. Sunlight poured in through colorful stained glass overhead, a faint organ trailed off somewhere in the distance to an unknown melody, and church pews were scattered about and broken all over the floor.

...The other thing instantly made known to him was the crossbow bolt made of pure shadow, lodged into the wall next to him, clearly intending to act as a warning shot. Because as he looked ahead, he would see a figure in black robes with runic patterns lined in gold along it - the figure not facing him, but with their left arm outstretched towards him with a hand crossbow conjured from shadowy essence pointed at him. Writhing and twisting around from underneath the cloak was a mangled pile of what could only be described as fleshy lizards coated in ink, choking and biting each other endlessly. They would immediately cease their squabbles, however, upon seeing Chunji's snakes approach, and in a blink, would move at blinding speeds to try to devour them whole.

As this was all taken in, there would be one final thing to note afterwards: Davil was slumped against the altar at the opposite side of the room atop some steps, bleeding out from his stomach as he squinted to look up and towards Chunji. A frail, defeated smile lingered on the boy's face as he slowly lifted a hand to wave towards his classmate. "Hey, man... not me at my best, huh?"

"Interference won't be tolerated, so you'd best turn around now," the cloaked figure would state in a guttural growl as if that of an old man, another hand crossbow conjuring in his right hand and pointing towards Davil, each of the two crossbows once more reloading with a bolt conjured from darkness and pointing towards Chunji and Davil respectively. "I'm exterminating a future problem, so it's for the best that kids don't interfere."

The writhing pile of shadowy lizards would react violently to threats thrown the man's way, clawing and biting, and the man would react with a crossbow bolt fired towards either Chunji should he try to remain here, or Ciara should she follow after him - as well as a bolt fired towards Davil should anything be attempted.

@Psyker Landshark@ERode

IRIS RECORD, 1F, MISCELLANEOUS

The bulkheads would give way one after another as Iraleth's attack pierced through. As she continued on her way, guards would hurriedly roll and tumble away from the center of the halls, cursing and yelling in shock at the surge of essence blasting through door after door. It would still be slower than the prior pursuit through brick walls up to that point, but at her current pace, the paladin would catch up sooner rather than later if she proceeded accordingly. It was at that moment she would receive a 'ping' from her Adapa, and if she were to open it up to read as she continued this warpath through the halls, she would see a brief text from Nicole. It would read, "Ventura is currently ascending upwards from the northwestern staircase, and likely intends to find her means of escape on the third floor somewhere. From what I hear, magical darkness has overtaken that floor - and not hers."

As Otis focused cameras towards Nicole, he would find her sprinting towards the southeastern staircase with various levitating light-screens around her, which appeared to be a leylight from the capital. Her hands were typing on two separate screens as she dashed, and seemed to phase through the bulkheads as she approached each one. As she passed by guards in the hall, each one would briefly be surrounded by a wisp of blue light as she muttered something under her breath - some manner of enchantment. The guards would seem to relax their postures and check over their gear, before taking up stronger defensive lines throughout the first floor, securing potential entrances and exits with renewed vigor and itchy trigger fingers. The undermage would ascend to the second floor while maintaining this focus of screens, eyes still closed, clearly knowing the way regardless as she spared not even a moment before continuing to the third floor. Just before cameras would cut off entirely as she ascended the staircase, a long oaken staff would seem to materialize in her right hand, seemingly popping out of one of the screens of her leylight.

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