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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2013 17:58:32 GMT -5
Her face mirrored a sense of inquisitiveness and frustration. Hesitation presented itself, dampened the potency of the hiss permeating the area. The sheer pungency of the human's apologetic cowardice was nigh enough to erase her and her dungeon from existence itself. It was more than apparent that she was at a loss for words. Her expectation was, undoubtedly, hostility be it via word or flesh. However, nothing arrived.
“I see!” She breathed in a huff. Her response came swiftly enough, showing that she rather not let on she had actually been at a loss for words. Her attention lashed towards the other two: Marso and Qualude. They certainly made no face to provoker her. It was what she was looking for. “Well, then! All of you! Get out! Get out, get out, get out!” She waved her hands, shoeing all of them towards the room's center. The bindings around Marso and Qualude loss their ability to do so. Upon noticing, then quickly made their way to where the Djinn was gesturing.
The room changed. The environment shifted to what it was before having stepped into the dungeon, but it wasn't, of course, real. Then, their surroundings became otherworldly, space-like, a path leading back to the very planet itself and before long, they were back outside. All there was to do now was give Ad his pay, which Marso did, and everyone was on their merry way.
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