@rhythmortem
They say diving into the halls of the dead is oft to invite a spirit to haunt you, or awaken the dead with your mere prescence. Thankfully, crypts are also dark, even if this one had a rhythm that was causing a cursed heart to move with it.
Each step was to the beat, every duck and jump following an invisible wand to a conductor. Every swipe of her blade and the faint bursts of lightning from her gauntlets bringing light to her darkened vision before skidding just outside one of the halls, wary of the light with a woman in red.
"You. What is this place- why are you in the light? ... What's with the beat?"















