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1Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Thu Jul 04, 2019 5:31 pm

Jigoku Prison, high security facility, Iwagakure

With a scalpel in hand, numerous medical equipment spread next to her on a small aluminuim cart and a few assistants all wearing mouthmasks and the uniform of Iwagakure's medical corps, Lamya was bussy at work with a new goal in mind. The Ryujin had been a succesful attempt at creating better and more capable soldiers, but their dependance upon the blood of their creator made it rather hard to keep them in check. If she did not hold an overwhelming powergap over them, the endresult could have been disastrous. However, with this new trial and error, the former Desert Snake was trying to expand the limits of the human body with a whole new method.

"Hand me those pliers," Calmly clipping the pliers on the skin of a corpse she had just cut open, Lamya grabbed a paper with a rather strange looking seal upon it and placed it upon the still heart of the corpse, exposed after having cut open the cadaver's chest and cracked open his ribcage. "Let's see if this works..."

Making a few handseals, the woman pressed her hand upon the paper and let out a controlled pulse of chakra. Lifting her hand, she picked up the paper when the seal vanished from it and appeared onto the still heart of the corpse.

For a moment, nothing seemed to happen, yet suddenly the seal seemed to jumpstart the heart, jolts of chakra in the form of raiton nature coarsing through the heart, the lungs, the liver, the muscles, the bones. With an excited smile on her face, Lamya was witnessing what was happening in front of her, calmly removing the sheet which covered the corpse's head and reaching out for a flashlight while opening the corpse's eyelids. "Pupils are reacting, yet slightly dialated, there seems to be the feint presence of breathing and residual motorfunctions should be fine...apparently the painreceptors are not active, denoting the fact that subject is not yet completely alive...the body is functional, but still needs a pilot to drive it."

Looking at the silently, shallow breathing hollow shell of a man, chest still cracked and pried open, with every organ forced to work under the activation of the seal she had placed on it, Lamya wondered what she had to use in a case like this. She could use puppeteers, maybe some additional seal to forcibly give it some motorfunctions...but without a basic instinct, without the very basis of consciousness, a corpse would remain a corpse, even when technically alive, it would be no more than a comapatient in a vegetative state. Pondering about this, she wondered if this might actually be a good thing for her little Jugo to play with, after all she had managed by some miracle or curse to revive someone like herself, so perhaps her skills might be...interesting to combine with her own.

Removing her gloves, the woman sighed and told one of the medical corpse members to go and call for her student. Which one of the assistants adhered to, giving a nod before leaving the room, closing the secured vaultdoor behind him.

"Ugh..." The woman looked at the corpse and had to resist herself from coughing, holding her hand against her mouth for a moment, taking in a deep breath through her nose to subdue the feeling. When one of the assistants looked at her, she smiled, waving away their concern and putting back a latex glove on her right hand. "Ah... I forgot to give that guy the key for the door...ah well, when they're back, they'll just have to knock on the door, I guess..."

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2Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Mon Jul 08, 2019 3:06 pm

Jigoku Prison

Having been summoned by some servant, Laïs had made her way towards Jigoku Prison. The rumours she had caught in the past about it were harrowing, but where that deterred many to stray from the path of law it only invited a wry smile upon the face of the Jugo. A harrowing place was exactly the place where she liked to be, even if only to remind herself she was not entirely dead yet after all the necromancing she had been doing as of late. Disregarding the smell of fear which pervaded the area, she'd follow the servant into the prison. Registering a variety of living beings confined behind the walls of prison cells and torture rooms alike. Hearing sobs and moans from those who didn't share her enthusiasm about this place. Even the servant before her seemed distressed at the thought of lingering around here, though the Jugo wondered if that had anything to do with the prison at all, considering who exactly was awaiting them at the end of the road.

Her deadened body was, as per usual, hidden under black clothes and her most loved Ryujin cloak. The black against the pallid countenance of impending death she bore. The woman combed back her hair with her hand as she yawned and sloughed behind the servant through the corridors of Jigoku. She had been given the luxury of sleeping slightly more than usual this night, making her feel oddly 'awake' in comparison to other days. Not that it meant much, for she had long since grown into a permanent state of a half-dead semblance, but it was a pleasant change in rhythm if anything. It made her feel uncharacteristically antsy at the prospect of finding Lamya in a place like this, predicting the woman would not wait too long to turn this prison into her personal research facility. It made her wonder if that was the reason for her summons to begin with; to show Lais she had not abandoned her love for medical research.

As the door to the destined chamber appeared, the servant tried to open it. Only to realise he was locked outside. Yawning once more, slightly in boredom a dumb door posed such a problem, Laïs' presence briefly vanished from the world of the living and slid through the door as if she were a ghost. When she had reached the other end, she materialised once more and allowed her amethyst eyes to take a look at what was transpiring. One eyebrow lifted up as soon as she took note of the open carcass. A breathing carcass. With measured steps she'd move closer, all but forgetting about the servant behind the door, and slide within Lamya's own sage sensory soundlessly. Without making much conversation, she looked at the 'thing' Lamya had created, wondering for a moment what exactly this was supposed to be.

"You called, mistress?", she'd ask casually, not lifting her eyes from the breathing body. By the looks of it, it was... remotely alive. Rather, the body was capable but it looked very much like that was it. No soul to take control of the vessel; a husk that run very much in line with the corpses she tended to raise herself yet different altogether. The Black Medicine that allowed the corpses to run were still driven by her own will or chakra, but this thing... She couldn't quite put her finger on it. It definitely had Lamya's touch, but it didn't hold her life or will in any way.





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B rank - Fade to Black:

Name: Valkyr Arts: Fade to Black
Origin: Custom
Rank: B-rank
Type: Stealth
Element: -
Range: Self
Specialty: Iryojutsu, Senjutsu
Duration: 3 posts
Cooldown: -
Hand Seals: Yin
Description:
Senjutsu Stealth: sight, touch. This technique suffuses the Sage's body with Yin chakra and natural chakra to such a point they become a 'shadow of what they used to be'. As they slip into the Otherworld, the form becomes invisible to the naked eye and leaves no trace upon the waking world, allowing them to move without a trace and pass through non-chakra obstacles as if they were a ghost.


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"Harken the flap of my wings and hear my cry...
The ash crow will herald the arrival of Yomi under the World's bleak sky,
but when the dead shall walk the World and the Serpent will swallow the sun,
neither you nor I will be crying when all is said and done."


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3Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Mon Jul 08, 2019 3:42 pm

"Alive...yet not alive, dead...yet not dead in the eyes of natural law," Lamya sighed, coughing for a moment, when she heard someone fiddle with the lock on the door. It was rather funny that those incompetent people were called the Iwagakure's medical corps, though perhaps the former Konoha ANBU was a bit too demanding of those who served under her. After all, there were but a select few that could match her in terms of her medical skills, let alone surpass those. However, what Lamya had in her favor, was an unmatched thirst for knowledge and progress. Lots of techniques and experimental data of the great and wise practitioners of old had gone, lost to the idle hands of time, but she was confident that she would find a way to grasp the laws of nature just as her forebearers had done. She would unravel nature's mysteries and pervert them to suit her own needs, that was after all, the pinnacle of control: to defy...nay, usurp the entire role of nature itself. "Time is a fickle ally and a most sadistic enemy to those who practition both science and the occult."

Turning around when called, Lamya was rather shocked to find her student Laïs standing so close to her, having completely circumvented the sage's own senses. It was both pleasantly surprising, but also a very dangerous thing to do. To Lamya, it seemed that though for now she might've had the complete upper hand compared to the young Jugo, but somewhere deep in her mind, this one thing already told her to keep a good eye on Laïs, who's latent talent was equal, if not greater than her own.

The other assistant, who had been prepping the seals, cleaning the tools and had been doing other menial tasks, was first just as shocked, but due to the nature of the work they were doing, it seemed he had somehow managed to detach himself from further emotion or actions on the matter, just calmly walking over to the door to open it and let in the other assistant, closing the door again when the other assistant came in, bowed to Lamya and immediately set of to work again.

"You see Laïs, the aim this time was to find a way to get around the...more common downsides of the old Ryujin experiments," The pale woman looked at the Jugo girl, smiled and instantly started coughing again, her back heaving heavily as she hackled loudly, covering her face with her gloved hands. "There is no soul present in this body, so it isn't affected by the laws of time, by the very nature of our souls and our chakra...so it also does not have the problems of being dependent on an external source of chakra...of life."

The woman placed a hand on the seal which had spread all across the lifeless, yet somehow alive corpse, a black vaporous chakra seeping out of the seal when Lamya's gloved hand came in contact with it. It was changing, the characters of the seal shifting and reacting to Lamya's own chakra, as syhe tried to find a way to rewrite and correct a few issues with the seal. "Alas, to be perfectly capable of autonomous movement, no matter how small and feeble, this things still needs a soul or some form of catalyst to act as the engine of the body and mind, to propel it to wherever it needs to be going. On the other hand...souls tend to be flawed, bearing pains and tragedies of the past, visions and even transformations of death and decay may occur...ugh... as if time sees fit to rewrite itself the moment a soul passes the barrier and regains physical form again."

Again, Lamya started coughing loudly, beads of sweat becoming visible on her face, which for some reason seemed to be so...hollow. One of the assistants instantly dropped his work and supported her, dragging the woman to a nearby chair, all the while not looking at the droplets of black liquid which had splattered upon the ground where she had been standing, letting of a smell similar to burnt flesh. "Life...death, they are but aspects of time and as such, I have found an adversary even I am afraid to face ... one which troubles my senses, haunts me in my sleep and seeks to balance that which is out of order. Do tell me Laïs... what is the one thing everyone wishes right before they die?"

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4Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Sat Jul 13, 2019 5:32 am

Lamya explained the work she was undertaking. Creating an undead of sorts which needed no soul, nor chakra. A feat which sounded impossible to all but Lais herself, who came from a small family of alchemists. She had heard of such endeavours in the past. Her father had mused about it, dreaming about walking a similar path only to step away from it since his talents laid with natural pathogens, how to recreate them and how to stop them. Her father could have done well in biological warfare. Still, he had spoken about old alchemists who had tried to revive the dead through science and natural lightning. The success of such experiments was an ambiguous answer that fell in line with all other ambiguous answers scribbled in the 'Three Keys'. Lamya's conversation made her believe she was looking for something similar. The key to feigned resurrection; another person trying to revive the dead in the most natural means. Lais was ready to give her mistress a sceptical answer, but the question that was ultimately asked was of a complete different nature.

What is the one thing everyone wishes right before they die? A difficult question since the Jugo had never asked those she killed what they longed for. She assumed hope for everything would end soon; relief from the suffering she brought. Such thoughts wouldn't fit those leading a normal life though. What did those men and women wish for when they left behind their children and grand-children? Peace of mind that those they left behind would do well after years of labouring? It sounded reasonable.

"I believe they wish for peace and rest. Either rest from the torment they suffered or peace of mind those they'll leave behind will go on."

She wasn't sure if it was the answer Lamya was looking for, nor if it was her real direction. Her mistress was a smart woman who often threw in red herrings with the idea of maintaining a sense of mystery. Throwing off pursuers, opponents, even her student, just to preserve her own secrets. The snake was a great teacher above and underground but one always had to heed its cold-blooded nature. However, this newfound desire of her mistress to experiment further with undeath, this need to improve upon the Ryujin so as to remove the inherent flaws as well as the odd coughing fits Lamya was having occupied the Jugo. Lamya had been... different since she had been revived. The woman had already been sick during their meeting, and though she had returned feeling better it seemed she was slipping back into a worse state. Lais couldn't quite put a finger to it since her mistress had always been an elusive one, but by sheer looks it was as if the great medical Sage was suffering health issues. Somewhat of a paradox of its own; one Lais intended to connect with the necromantic ritual she had performed.

"Are you feeling well, mistress?", she'd ask with concern.




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"Harken the flap of my wings and hear my cry...
The ash crow will herald the arrival of Yomi under the World's bleak sky,
but when the dead shall walk the World and the Serpent will swallow the sun,
neither you nor I will be crying when all is said and done."


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5Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Sat Jul 13, 2019 8:34 pm

"Peace and rest...for someone who's apparently been dubbed The Necromancer, you surely do lack the insight in humanity, especially when it comes to the despair that comes to the moment of death," The woman coughed again, splatters of black liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth, letting off a sizzling black vapor as they touched the ground, the stench of burned flesh becoming more prominent as Lamya's face started to show flakes of skin dropping off of her, her feature's becoming sickly or more precise: sickening to look at. "They simply ask for more time, they wish for it, desire it, but time as I sad is fickle, to all...even me, so it seems."

Caught in another fit of coughs and spasms, Lamya held one of her hands against her forehead, not even noticing that her hair was starting to thin out, her skin starting to wither and peel off in various places like old parchment. "To truly...be revived...I need to stop...time itself."

Slowly, the woman stood back up, from sight alone it was apparent that her entire body had been degenerating extremely fast, with her features sickly thin, sunken in and almost skeletal in nature. Burnmarks had appeared all over her skin, black liquid dripping to the ground as she stood motionless, her hair covering her face, no sound being made at all.

Both assistants stopped with their work and looked at Laïs, than at the strangely silent Lamya, before turning their attention back to Laïs again, a somewhat desperate look in their eyes, confused as they were about the whole situation.

"T..T...Time..." The word sounded hollow, uttered in a single muttering breath, smoke floating upwards through the black hair covering her face as she spoke. However, when one of the assistants moved towards the door, dumb enough to drop the keys to the floor due to his trembling hands, Lamya's neck snapped backwards, revealing a face that had been burned, her eyes having popped open, her skin nearly completely gone, black liquid seeping through her teeth and upon her jaw, dripping down upon the floor, letting out that same burning smell as it had before.

Without as much as a word though, she let out an earpiercing wail, storming through the room in a rather jagged fashion towards the assistant who had managed to drop the keys and was frantically trying to pick them up again. The frightening visage which had been beautiful just a few moments prior looked at the man, slowly reaching out for his face with her boney fingers, slowly forcing him to raise himself back to his feet, to affraid to resist. "T..ime..." Her boney fingers instantly wrapped themselves around the poor man's throat, pulling him close to her in an instant and before he could even react, her other hand placed with a strong grip on the back of his head as she seemingly went for a kiss.

A long, black tongue slithered out of her cheekless face, flailing out of the side of her face and making its way into the frightened assistant's mouth, a gurgling sound resonated through the room, followed by an inhuman sucking noise and as the tongue vanished into the poor man's mouth, the woman's face pressed against his to seal the deal with what was without a doubt the most sickening kiss imaginable. The poor assistant flailed about for a moment, before all of a sudden his entire face started to become wrinkled, his entire body starting to become thinner and frailer, until all that was left within the skeletal woman's grip was no more than a lifeless husk which had been completely sucked dry of both its chakra and lifeforce. "Need...m...ore...t..ime..."

The skeletal figure's head dropped down again, standing motionless in the middle of the room, with the only person with the keys to the door now lifeless on the ground, dead fingers gripping the key.

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6Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Fri Jul 19, 2019 12:38 pm

"Necromancer...?", Laïs asked, eyebrow raised. "I suppose from the point of view of the uninitiated, I am a necromancer. But since I do not practise any form of divination, nor through the dead as the title would suggest, nor otherwise, they can't be further off from the truth."

But what did it matter? Their understanding of the occult arts was as feeble as was Lais' understanding about chakra when she first met Lamya. The inaccuracy of the uninitiated was almost as grotesque as it was amusing, but since she had been none different on certain aspects of the shinobi world, Laïs was not about to care much about how others tended to call her. As long as they knew by the end of the story that she was the Ash Crow heralding the coming of her deadly mistress, any other given name was a trivial matter which could only amuse her.

It was mostly Lamya's remark how little she knew about the despair of the dead that had her wondering. There was denying some dying folks despaired; such was the nature of survival instinct. It was mostly intriguing to hear she believed the dying begged for more time - a concept Laïs had slowly been losing out of sight the more she grew attuned to Yomi's energies. Like the ravens in mythology who were capable of travel in all chronological directions as past, present and future were one and the same thing to them, and the spirits living in the otherworld who were unaffected by the ravages of time, the occultist had come to see the concept of 'Time' as a triviality only of concern to the living seeking to shackle themselves towards a hard-coded humane concept none cared to think about any longer. But rather than to point this out to Lamya, it merely made her self-conscious about the fact the young woman truly was losing grip in the world of the living.

Lamya then stated that she had to stop 'Time' itself. The words an ominous trigger which had seemingly set into motion a like-named invisible power. Before her eyes, Lamya quickly seemed to wither away. Back to a state before her revival, like her body was trying to match the truth of her soul. Laïs had read about the experiments of immortality, the notes scribbled across the journal invoking a variety of reactions. The symptoms were not unfamiliar to her, as many seeking immortality seemed to end up fighting the truth of the soul itself rather than the truth of their desires. Supposedly another 'trivial' cost for the benefit that came with it. Statement Laïs had taken with a grain of salt. Until now.

The sight of seeing Lamya revert to her death-state was a shocking experience. Even for one rather familiar with death by now. Hairs raised to meet the occasion, a shiver slowly crawling over the back of the Jugo as her eyes widened in terror. Even if she knew of such a state, such a hunger for lifeforce and even about a supposed solution to freeze the undead's body in time, all of that knowledge was gone in the moment when fear took over. The husk then swiftly moved towards the first of victims. Take the 'time' of its lifecycle for herself in hopes to be grant more respite from an invisible force which only aimed to return distortions in the cycle of life to its proper place. Like many other mortal beings, Lamya remained bound to the very concept of Time. Betraying she had yet to transcend into something more than a mortal.

At the end of Death's kiss, the only two left were the assistant and Laïs, who had shuffled backwards and now stood with her back against a wall. Escape was easily an option, the Ash Crow capable to step sideways into Yomi, but she was fighting off the urge to flee. Not because she held the bravery to fend off Lamya, but mostly because the occultist was driven by a desire to learn about this situation so as to figure out where she had gone wrong.

"I.. I know a-a way t-to stop time. It's all in the T-Three Keys.", she proclaimed between two beats of a terrified heart. Hoping the raving husk would be capable of reason. Or rather, in hopes it would be inspired to take down the other assistant rather than herself first.



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"Harken the flap of my wings and hear my cry...
The ash crow will herald the arrival of Yomi under the World's bleak sky,
but when the dead shall walk the World and the Serpent will swallow the sun,
neither you nor I will be crying when all is said and done."


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7Jigoku no kage [Laïs] Empty Re: Jigoku no kage [Laïs] on Wed Jul 24, 2019 11:57 am

With one of the assistants down on the ground, completely drained of both life and vitality, remaining as nothing more but a mere husk of dried flesh, skin and brittle bones, the withered form of Lamya simply remained standing still near said corpse, her head slumped forwards with her thinned out black hair covering most of her withered and burned face, all the while dripping that same dark liquid upon the ground which she had been coughing up earlier. Like hot tar, it let off a foul smelling vapor when it touched the cold concrete floor of the prison in which Lamya had been conducting her experiments. However, despite her earlier show of being close to an animal with a ravenous apetite and hunger, it seemed that she was currently in a somewhat eerily calm and unmoving state.

The other assistant looked at laïs and wondered what she was talking about when she mentioned something called 'the three keys', only to freeze in place when it seemed that Lamya reacted to Laïs' words, a shock running through the withered body, its head snapping to the side with a loud, sickening crackle and pop, her arms, thin and skeletal in appearance, shivering for a mere moment before falling silent again. "Time...time...tic...toc..." The words came out like a sigh, as if it were a cold damp breeze in a graveyard during the middle of the night, hollow and cold without any tone or life within the voice which emanated through the room. "Time..."

The assistant looked at the withered woman, cringing every time he could hear her speak, though he started to think about his own survival, looking around the entire room while contemplating what to do next. His comrade's dried up hand was still holding the keys to the door so that was an option, yet probably the least safe one so far. As his gaze went towards Laïs, the assistant noticed her backing up a bit and already knew that in her own consideration, she had already decided to use him as a sacrifice if there was no alternative. Wondering about his own options, he looked further, noticing the scrolls and brush near the undead corpse on the metal slab near the withered woman at the center of the room. However, just as with the keys, this looked like a very farfetched idea that rested solely on luck and time, two things he doubted he'd have in a situation like the one he was in.

"Ma'am," The assistant muttered towards Laïs, hoping she'd be able to figure something out, after all, it did look like she had some sort of idea when she made a mention in regards to something called the three keys. However, the fact that a sound managed to leave his mouth was the poor assistant's undoing, as without any warning or any sign, the withered Lamya's arm stretched out precariously and had the man pinned against the wall behind him with her skeletal fingers in an impossibly strong grip around his neck.

The withered Lamya raised her head, her neck crackling, her bones creaking like old metal pipes, revealing a face with no eyes, no lips, barely any skin left to be called cheeks, a face burned beyond recognition with a jaw completely unhinged and hanging open, while a huge black tongue slowly slithered out of it, dripping the same black liquid of before onto the ground, causing the room to be filled with the noxious looking and wretched smelling stench of burned flesh. Slowly, she turned her head in an unnatural angle towards the assistant, her grip on him remaining firm no matter how hard he squirmed, almost casually shuffling towards him. "Time...time..."

As she reached the desk standing in her way towards the assistant, the withered woman looked down for a moment, letting out a sound of both disbelief and confusion, as if her mind had completely reverted to a basic instinct to feed and nothing more. Yet rather than tear the desk apart or smash it, she simply rested her free, skeletal hand upon it, surprising the assistant as he could see the wood turning black and crumble like ashes underneath her touch, the remaining sap and strength removed from the wood alltogether. "For the love of the sage of the six paths, help me...help me!!"

The assistant cried out in fear, looking with a bewildered expression on his face towards Laïs, practically begging her to intervene in what both knew was about to come. In his fear, he panicked, clasping his hands together and starting to form a seal, yet before even one seal had been completed, a terrible, dark and monstrous aura seemed to ooze out of the skeletal woman, bursting out intensely with such pressure the ground seemed to crack underneath her, the concrete floor buckling underneath the ravenous expulsion of terrifyingly dark and hate-filled chakra, shocking the assitant to such a point that it became hard to breathe, his entire body seemingly paralyzed by that shock, drooling from the corner of his lips as he had momentarily lost consciousness and when he regained his bearings a bit again, he looked at Laïs and started to squirm and even yell in the final throes of life before the inevitability would come knocking in the most gruesome manner possible. "Help me!! Help me you bitch!! for the love of, just help ME...uh...urgh..."

The woman's thick, slimy black tongue slithered against the man's face, pressing itself against his lips and forcing its way into its mouth and into his throat like a halfrotten serpent, burrowing itself a way to the place within him where his chakra was most strong, where his life was most vital. Slowly, the skeletal woman's burned and withered face closed in to the man, her free hand grasping his chin as she seemingly seemed to kiss him, her tongue squirming within his throat, as it bulged and pulsated with  it inside.

The man's legs started to flail, his eyes wide and bloodshot as vein after vein seemed to pop and burst within them. When at long last, the pulsating within his throat stopped, the poor assistant's eyelids suddenly spread open so far one would think he'd be popping his own eyes out, his legs stopped flailing, resorting only to a weak and continuous tremble, his pants becoming soiled and wet, the fabric darkening as blood trickled out of both his ears and nose. His skin started to wrinkle and sag before completely drying up as if it were parchment stretched thin over bone. His eyes glazed over, dried up and vanished and his hair became grey before falling to the ground in swathes. With a last hollow gurgle, the skeletal woman suddenly retreated her slithering black tongue out of the man's throat and mouth, letting go of the now lifeless, dried up prune of a corpse and turned towards Laïs with a cruel looking, hollow smile upon her somehow slowly repairing face. "Your time...give me your...TIME!!"

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