A coliseum?
Hades |
Name is Hades, Lord of the Dead. His how ya doin"? |
Hades |
Hear me out, okay? I would be eternally grateful if you would just..take a day off from this hero business of yours. |
Hades |
Y'see, I do have a little leverage you might wanna know about… |
Hades |
Here's the trade-off. You give up your strength for about 24 hours, and Meg here is free as a bird and safe from harm. |
Hades |
I need an answer, like, now. Going once, going twice… |
Hades |
Yes, we're there! Bam! |
Hades |
Now you know how it feels to be just like everybody else |
Hades |
That's been your dream for years, hasn't it? |
He wanted to be like everyone else...? |

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...[MC]! [MC]! |
Island of Woe - Styx HQ Entrance

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Wonderful, you're awake. |
Huh? I'm alive? | Did I pass out? |

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Behold. |
Are those cases made of glass?! | The Charons are frozen?! |

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Heh heh heh. You look shocked, [MC]. This is all Epel's handiwork, you know. |

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I thought we were done for, and i just kind of...flew into action... |
A few minutes ago...

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I DON'T THINK SO! |

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What's this...? Are [MC] and the staffer encased in glass?! No, wait...it's a powerful magic force field! They're both fast asleep, as though they didn't even feel the impact from the beam. |

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Epel, this must be your doing! Merveilleux! |

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That was me?! |

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Indeed! I could never work such a wonder! If you can trap the Charons in your force field, we might just get through this. Can you do that? |

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I don't know...but I'll give it my best shot! |

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Now is the time to show us your tenacious spirit. |

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Yes, sir! |
Charon B |
Technomantic beam recharging. 80%, 90%... |

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Relax. Calm your breathing. Focus. |

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Listen to your inner voice. And speak the spell that enters your mind. Go on. |

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...! Your eyes will close, your breath will still... Crimson Slumber. |
Back to the present...
Did you do what I think you did? | I've never seen that spell before! Was that...? |

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Eheheh! That's right! It's my signature spell! |

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Bravo, my dear pommette! Allow me to offer an embrace of gratitude and approbation! |

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HRRK! Rook! Can't breathe! |

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Ah, my apologies. I was so caught up in the moment I forgot my strength. |

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Whew... Heh heh. Thank you. I don't have a full grasp of it yet... But from what I can tell, when I encase someone in the force field, it temporarily stops them from doing anything. I don't know if it's because I saw how they attacked Ace and Deuce at Ramshackle or what... But I just had this powerful urge to protect you all. Heh heh. |

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It can serve as both a shield for allies and a cage for foes. I would say the barrier's might is an embodiment of Epel's willpower. It's stronger and more beautiful than any gem. No army could put even the slightest dent in your resolve. Truly, your signature spell is a work of beauty. I'm honored to have witnessed its manifestation firsthand. Oh, how overjoyed Vil will be when he learns of this! I can see it now. |

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It's still difficult to gauge the right coordinates for summoning it. Capturing all the Charons took a lot of trial and error. |

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Hahaha! Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it soon enough. Nobody masters a spell the moment they learn it. |

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ah, you're awake as well, Monsieur. How are you feeling? |
Styx Staff |
I'm guessing you all saved me? I can't thank you enough. Those Charons must have been on autopilot. |

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You mean, like, nobody's in them? |
Styx Staff |
That's right. Normally it'd be unthinkable that they would attack when unmanned. But I suspect something's gone wrong with the Cerberus System. That's what manages the island's security. It could be extremely dangerous inside HQ right now. |

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Gracious... |
Styx Staff |
You all should go back the way you came, get to an emergency escape terminal in the outer periphery, and flee the island. I have no idea if the terminals are even running right now... But regardless, it'd definitely be safer on the periphery than here. |

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Your warning is most appreciated, Monsieur. However... That means it is all the more imperative for us to get inside this building. |
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