Nestled safely next to an emergency exit of one of the largest hospitals in the city a single spot keeps getting easily overlooked. Examine the spot a bit more with the right magical abilities and one finds themselves in a space that is nothing like the world outside of a Modern Art exibit at a museum. At first glance everything looks like just a messed up nightmare, but if examined closely enough the structures can be found to be real. All ties with the outside world have been cut at this point and very few are capable of entering the space at this point.
Deep in this space there stands at least one young man facing a creature that towers over him. Any other person would be ready to run away screaming at the sight of the creature, and nothing would make Rain happier, but he knows that he has to do what needs to be done. With that he holds out what appears to be a black and red faberge egg.
"Let's see how good you are, Witch."
With those words red tendrils of magical energy burst from the egg and begin to twist around his body. He just smiles as he lowers his arms and takes two steps forward. With the first step the left half of his body takes on a torn outfit similar to what some old warriors would wear. The outfit completes itself when he takes the second step and his right side takes on the form of his left. He finally extends his arms towards the creature only to grasp at the air itself. When he does this fire erupts around his body only to focus on his arms. With a sliding step backwards the fire suddenly expells itself to reveal chains wrapped around his arms keeping them bound together. He simply breaks his arms apart and lets a little of both chains fall to the ground next to him.
"Shall we begin?"
Deep in this space there stands at least one young man facing a creature that towers over him. Any other person would be ready to run away screaming at the sight of the creature, and nothing would make Rain happier, but he knows that he has to do what needs to be done. With that he holds out what appears to be a black and red faberge egg.
"Let's see how good you are, Witch."
With those words red tendrils of magical energy burst from the egg and begin to twist around his body. He just smiles as he lowers his arms and takes two steps forward. With the first step the left half of his body takes on a torn outfit similar to what some old warriors would wear. The outfit completes itself when he takes the second step and his right side takes on the form of his left. He finally extends his arms towards the creature only to grasp at the air itself. When he does this fire erupts around his body only to focus on his arms. With a sliding step backwards the fire suddenly expells itself to reveal chains wrapped around his arms keeping them bound together. He simply breaks his arms apart and lets a little of both chains fall to the ground next to him.
"Shall we begin?"