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HER GUNS ARE ALWAYS LOADED! Since her recovery, Nyx had been laying low, unwilling to head back out into the surface of Helovia for fear of being reinfected by one of the demons that roamed there like ghastly spectres in the night. It had been the worst experience of her life; to be trapped inside her own mind, her steel walls hammered down and eaten alive by whatever foul demon took her over. As a result, she had been spending her time exploring the caverns, discovering every caveat of the dark sanctums below the world and living entirely off the moss that coated the walls and floor. Once she was mentally healed, she would redouble her efforts to help Gaucho and the others fight the black menace; for now, she was content to lurk like a shadow, reliving her torture and dealing with it in her own particular way. Her aimless meanderings today had brought her to a strange cavern that glittered in the faint half-light, but Nyx was careful to keep her mind fully focused on the labyrinth as she walked through it to ensure she could find her way out later. She was swiftly awed by the crystals embedded in the walls, and headed over to one to sniff curiously at it. She could see her face reflected back at her, broken and refracted by the sharp edges of the gems, and she found the effect rather disconcerting. She was about to retreat when something else caught her eye on the floor - a crystal that had freed itself from the stone prison of the wall and was sitting innocently on the hard ground, shimmering softly. It was pearly white and spherical, and fairly large, but when Nyx nudged it with her blackened muzzle she found it to be deceptively lightweight, almost as though it was hollow. "Pretty," she declared, casting a furtive glance around to see if anybody was watching. It wasn't technically stealing if she kept the gem, as it didn't belong to anybody but the earth - or so she told herself. All the same, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was doing something wrong. With that in mind, she began to roll the egg-shaped crystal away, deciding that there could really be no harm in keeping it. Of course, naiive Nyx had no idea what the beautiful stone really was, she simply thought it would be a nice souvenir to take with her when she returned to the surface - she was completely unaware of the fetal creature growing within the egg, abandoned by its mother and unknowingly rescued by the silver soldier. |
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
