[ He glances over to the left. Where he emerged from the tunnels, or so he thinks. He isn't sure. He remembers spilling out, but when he returned to take a look, the traces of blood—his blood—either it vanished or it was never there.
His nails are stained red when he digs experimentally into one of the cracks. ]
We need a way to dispel their magic.
[ It must be holding their surroundings together. The way it changes—it's the only logical explanation. ]
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[ He glances over to the left. Where he emerged from the tunnels, or so he thinks. He isn't sure. He remembers spilling out, but when he returned to take a look, the traces of blood—his blood—either it vanished or it was never there.
His nails are stained red when he digs experimentally into one of the cracks. ]
We need a way to dispel their magic.
[ It must be holding their surroundings together. The way it changes—it's the only logical explanation. ]