512 days after a wizard cursed the REALM…
Current Version:
“Hey! Hey you! Down here!”
The Apocalypse Beast worries that she’s hearing voices, or that she’s been beset by an invisible enemy, but neither proves to be the case. Instead, her flaming eyes focus on a mouse-sized horse at her feet.
“Yeah you,” says the tiny equine. “Now that I’ve got your attention, I challenge you to a fight!”
The beast snorts out a volcanic puff of smoke. “Flea,” she says, “you’re asking to be swatted into oblivion. What makes you believe yourself worthy of the effort it would take for me to stretch my little toe out to crush you beneath it?”
The tiny horse body-slams itself against the toe in question. The beast feels nothing and, had the horse not drawn attention to himself, she would never have noticed his attack at all. “Reveal to me the location of the magical spring,” the horse demands. “Then you’ll see how worthy I am.”
The Pooka continues to throw himself against the beastly toenail, but the Apocalypse Beast has already returned her attention to the Enduring Portal. Ignoring the ongoing nuisance, the beast watches and awaits the return of her Mistress.
Web3 Draft:
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Revision Notes:
To be added.
