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6/22/2025, 3:36:03 AM
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“The hell is that moron doing? Why would he confront-?! Right, right, he doesn't know.” Towa says with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Dammit. Of course. Of course they wouldn't have warned him how dangerous it was. At least he was smart enough to get out, but now Moro knows we're onto him.”
And as you watch, once freed Moro then turns his gaze to the screen, as if seeing whatever magic Towa crafted to keep an eye on his cell, smirking and pointing to it. Then the feed cuts, as if destroyed as Towa sighs out.
“If Moro's freed, with Instantaneous Movement they could be anywhere. And with the Zamasu as well, could be hiding anywhere across creation. Dammit.” she says, sounding frustrated and annoyed. But then she stops, eyes suddenly going wide. “No, it can't be. Could it?”
“What is it?” you ask as she conjures her scrying orb, peering into it, you step closer and lean in, seeing an unfamiliar scene, yet somehow oddly familiar. As you look at it, you get the feeling you're looking at the world of the Kais once more. Yet it isn't the same one, perhaps she's peering elsewhere? Beneath a large, moss-covered tree sits a large round table, where dozens of Zamasu are sitting together. Not only that, but several of them are different Black warriors as well. And there, among them, sits the hunched figure of Moro. “Moro!?”
“Yes. Seems he's fallen in with quite the crowd.” Towa answers, the goat creature taking a drink, then turning his gaze. Staring directly at you specifically, not Towa as he smirks. Immediately Towa cuts the scrying magic, the orb turning dull as you see her shake. Worried, you turn to her, Towa gently setting the orb down on the table, trembling.
“Are you okay?” you ask her worriedly. “Towa?”
“I-I'm... I'm okay.” she says, focusing on her breathing. Taking a long, slow breath in, holding it a moment then sighing out as a bead of sweat rolls down her face from her left temple to her jaw. “I'm okay. You may not be able to sense it, but that monster's terrifying. I've never felt his magic power from this close before, it rattled me. I don't think I could overpower him.”
Her admission causes you to freeze a moment. If even TOWA, the Demon Goddess who stared down the Supreme Kai of Time Chronoa herself without flinching is scared, it gives you a new appreciation for that monster's power. You've not seen her look this intimidated, this frightened by anyone before.
But what now? What do you do?
>Ask her what we should do about this, how this problem should be approached. Get her thinking of solutions instead of her fear
>Don't say anything and just wrap your arms around her. Hold her until she calms back down
>Telepathically reach out to your allies and other authority, tell them everything
>Other(write in)?
“The hell is that moron doing? Why would he confront-?! Right, right, he doesn't know.” Towa says with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Dammit. Of course. Of course they wouldn't have warned him how dangerous it was. At least he was smart enough to get out, but now Moro knows we're onto him.”
And as you watch, once freed Moro then turns his gaze to the screen, as if seeing whatever magic Towa crafted to keep an eye on his cell, smirking and pointing to it. Then the feed cuts, as if destroyed as Towa sighs out.
“If Moro's freed, with Instantaneous Movement they could be anywhere. And with the Zamasu as well, could be hiding anywhere across creation. Dammit.” she says, sounding frustrated and annoyed. But then she stops, eyes suddenly going wide. “No, it can't be. Could it?”
“What is it?” you ask as she conjures her scrying orb, peering into it, you step closer and lean in, seeing an unfamiliar scene, yet somehow oddly familiar. As you look at it, you get the feeling you're looking at the world of the Kais once more. Yet it isn't the same one, perhaps she's peering elsewhere? Beneath a large, moss-covered tree sits a large round table, where dozens of Zamasu are sitting together. Not only that, but several of them are different Black warriors as well. And there, among them, sits the hunched figure of Moro. “Moro!?”
“Yes. Seems he's fallen in with quite the crowd.” Towa answers, the goat creature taking a drink, then turning his gaze. Staring directly at you specifically, not Towa as he smirks. Immediately Towa cuts the scrying magic, the orb turning dull as you see her shake. Worried, you turn to her, Towa gently setting the orb down on the table, trembling.
“Are you okay?” you ask her worriedly. “Towa?”
“I-I'm... I'm okay.” she says, focusing on her breathing. Taking a long, slow breath in, holding it a moment then sighing out as a bead of sweat rolls down her face from her left temple to her jaw. “I'm okay. You may not be able to sense it, but that monster's terrifying. I've never felt his magic power from this close before, it rattled me. I don't think I could overpower him.”
Her admission causes you to freeze a moment. If even TOWA, the Demon Goddess who stared down the Supreme Kai of Time Chronoa herself without flinching is scared, it gives you a new appreciation for that monster's power. You've not seen her look this intimidated, this frightened by anyone before.
But what now? What do you do?
>Ask her what we should do about this, how this problem should be approached. Get her thinking of solutions instead of her fear
>Don't say anything and just wrap your arms around her. Hold her until she calms back down
>Telepathically reach out to your allies and other authority, tell them everything
>Other(write in)?
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