[lucifer should not suffer being cross with her, as wanda follows close behind him. it's probably for the best that he leads, too, seeing as he has no trouble seeing in the dark. the sparks he creates help, but wanda is far too aware that the create is chasing atop them, clumsily clawing and hanging onto the walls of the maze.
βand there it is again, the arcana that she had seen with stephen strange. are they close to where she had been, before?
that theory is immediately proven wrong when suddenly the world caves in. in this darkness, to find no surface for her feet can be incredibly disorienting. wanda fumbles, grabs onto lucifer's coat, illuminates the abyss below with her magic. it's the sight of sharp spikes that pulls at all the panic buttons in her head. good thing that she's got her magic, turning the spikes into a thicket to cushion their landing there.
above them, the ground shakes, the grotesque creature having landed just over the ledge of the pit, reaching its hand down to grab at them.]
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βand there it is again, the arcana that she had seen with stephen strange. are they close to where she had been, before?
that theory is immediately proven wrong when suddenly the world caves in. in this darkness, to find no surface for her feet can be incredibly disorienting. wanda fumbles, grabs onto lucifer's coat, illuminates the abyss below with her magic. it's the sight of sharp spikes that pulls at all the panic buttons in her head. good thing that she's got her magic, turning the spikes into a thicket to cushion their landing there.
above them, the ground shakes, the grotesque creature having landed just over the ledge of the pit, reaching its hand down to grab at them.]