MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
For a moment, it was as if the room shifted around Tethys. It was dimmer, even warmer, the sea heaving and splashing as if disrupted. On the island's shore stood two figures--indistinct, in the dark, though one seemed oddly centaur-like in build. Both were breathing heavily. Their voices came unclearly, full of gasps and what might have been fear, or anger, or both.
"-lock away the city, too. And throw away the key. Where?"
"She can't-" indistinct "-allowed to escape."
"Where?"
"Somewhere else-" Garbled words. "-water, for irony."
"It would-..." The voice was briefly lost to a rumble, as all of Fornax shuddered, the sea heaving. "-a bloodbath. Come-"
The rest was lost as the vision faded, shivering away into nothing. Fornax returned to itself: bright with daylight, the seas warm and calm. No one, now, stood on its island; Tethys was alone.
@Tethys