✯ ragtags } event: ariadne.
「 ✯ 」--- To be suddenly swept from the comfort of the outdoors to, well, somewhere he considered far less comfortable was irritating. There he had been by Zero's side one moment and the next? She was nowhere to be found. Nothing but darkness clouded his visions for a few seconds until the scenery faded in. The air was hot, the ground beneath his boots was not stable, and the room was dim. When eyes came to focus, a large door stood in front of him, intricate designs spread across the walls he saw, murals from some civilization painted the walls as well. How annoying, to be put into some maze upon first getting here.
Wanting to want no longer where he stood, he walks through the entrance and into the maze. Why waste time sitting around for something he has no clue about, after all. Wet soil moves beneath his boots and the wooden spear he was given drags along as he walks. With no idea where he's going, he's doomed to walk in circles, that is until the growl of a large creature can be heard in the distance and as if on cue, out from the shadows steps a two headed canine, teeth bared and mouth foaming, coat as black as the night with eyes as yellow as the moon. This was exactly what he needed when he was alone. ❝ Oh, come on! ❞ Frustrated, he throws his hands in the air, of all the things to encounter without Zero at his side, luck is surely working against him.
With no other choice but to fight, he readies himself in a stance, spear situated in his hands ready to charge as soon as the monster decided to do so first and then much to his surprise, someone steps up next to him. Another man, tall, dark hair, and a weapon with him as well and another..taller one seems to be trailing behind him. Well, might as well see if they can help.
❝ Hey, none of us is gettin' past here if we don't get rid of this ugly mutt. Can you fight? I have a feeling this fucker won't be the easiest to take down. ❞ He says, face turned to look at the other, while still keeping his attention toward the sounds of the creature before them. ❝ Gonna stand there and look pretty, or you gonna help me out? ❞ With that being said, the creature now slowly moves near the both of them, closing the distance bit by bit and Dito's hands now clench tightly around the spear, ready to attack at any moment. He waits for no answer, but instead prepares himself. ❝ Fuck it, just get ready, it's coming! ❞
