Rotavitea furrows her brow, as she sees Virno in the distance, blindfolded and occasionally stumbling towards her.
Rotavitea: What the hell happened to him...?!
The closer he gets to her, the more confused she becomes. Words escape her.
Virno: Got quiet all of a sudden?
Rotavitea: You'd've shut your mouth too if you saw what I'm seeing... Are you even you any longer...?
Virno: If you're worried about my sudden personality swings, rest assured... It's just me, again.
Looking at his mutated physique, Rota's expression made it evident she was having a hard time believing it.
Rotavitea: And that's the sword, then...?
Now standing just a few feet apart, she took a good look at it. A black blade of strange design, covered in glowing runes that pulsed and ebbed in sync with each other.
Virno: This is it. Ballo got his wish...
Rotavitea: ... Guess he did.
An awkward silence set in, broken by a small furry creature that peeked from behind Rotavitea's back, which now began to snarl.
Virno: Ah crap... It's that damn critter again.
Virno grabs his sword and directs it towards the familiar sound he heard.
Virno: Is it... Standing on you? Careful it won't start chewing your skin off. Don't move, I'll take care of it.
As the runes rearrange themselves, a small orb of green magic begins amalgamating at the tip of the sword, shrouded by a cloak of razor-sharp wind.
Rotavitea: What do you think you're doing?! This little thing wouldn't hurt a fly!
Rotavitea gently grabs the black and white fox and embraces it, turning her back on Virno to shield it from the oncoming attack.
Virno: Wouldn't hurt a fly?! It was trying to eat me alive!
Rotavitea: Maybe because you goddamn deserve it!
Virno dispels the orb of wind, as the runes on the sword lose their glow.
Virno: Whatever. We should leave this place... Something tells me it won't remain quiet for long.
Rotavitea: You don't say... It was like a goddamn earthquake up above. The earth caved in on itself to reveal... This. I-I don't even know what I'm looking at...!
Virno: You're not looking at much any longer... And whatever's left will crumble, too. One day. But not now.
Rotavitea: Heck's that supposed to mean?
Virno: Doesn't matter, just thinking out loud. Lead the way.
Virno stretches out his hand so that she can better guide him, yet as he does, the fox lunges at his fingers again, chomping down on them.
Virno: DAMMIT!
Rotavitea: Wow... It really hates your guts!
Before the situation escalates, Rotavitea grabs the fox by the scruff of its neck and holds it close to her, petting it in an attempt to calm it down.
Rotavitea: You're a grown man Virno, you don't need any hand holding!
Virno: ... I'm goddamn blind.
Rotavitea: 'Course you are, you keep wrapping that blindfold around your damn eyes... What're you expecting to see?
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Tales of Undeath: The Von Virtus Chronicles
FantasyLong ago, in a world not dissimilar from our own, seven powerful mysterious weapons were forged. After centuries of dormancy, safely hidden from those who could abuse their power, one man's curiosity drove him to discover the resting place of one su...
