[Endgame: rise or DROWN]

[warpweft]

[How long have you been exploring Nessa's palace now? You've met her family, viewed her memories, learned how to fight as a witch and tried to find the source of her power and the Treasure of her palace: the Voidheart. And along the way, you've tired your best, with mixed success, to avoid the incarnation of her eldest cousin and the representation of her trauma and fear, the Nightmare of Esmau.]

[Wherever you are in the Palace right now, you feel the ground briefly shake under your feet. Little shakes here and there haven't been out of the ordinary - Esmau is trying to blow the place down to the studs, after all. But that felt different. That felt....worse.]

[Your phone beeps as you receive a message.]

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[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[this cosplay thing is super weird]

[cosplayed_out]

[casual slip to an admiral costume]

What's the matter, sailor? Problem with rightful authority figures?

[survivaltricks]

Mmmyep, though I wouldn't say that's the problem, here.

[cosplayed_out]

Wow. Harsh. I guess I am in despair.

[survivaltricks]

[a short laugh, half-amused half-still bewildered]

Somehow, I think you'll be okay.

[cosplayed_out]

I'll be okay the faster this bitch gets fuckin' curb stomped!

[survivaltricks]

[okay, that draws a genuine laugh out of him]

You and me both. . .!