Tartarus - Containment Facility
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There's a noise coming from this cage... It sounds like a cat sharpening its claws. Grim could be in there. Let's open it. |
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Does Grim actually sharpen his claws? |
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Oh, yes. I had his head one day when I caught him scratching up the sofa in our lounge. |
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He always insists he's not a cat, but maybe he really is one... |
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Cat or no, sharpening one's claws on the couch is a major infraction!
...Though it hardly matters at the moment. All right, I'm opening it!
HRAH! |
Phantom A |
HeE hEE heE! HeRe, kiTty kItTy! It'S TiMe fOR yOuR WaLk! |
Tartarus - Containment Facility
Phantom A |
I thOught I coULd go oUtside... |
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*blot bubbles away, item drops* |
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There's the ID card! That Phantom must've attacked the researcher.
So it wasn't Grim after all... |
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That humanoid Phantom appeared to have some authority over the smaller one.
Maybe it made the little one steal the ID because it wanted to get out... |
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Can Phantoms actually cooperate with each other? |
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Remember, Riddle—the Phantoms used to be exceptional mages, just like us. |
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...Yes, of course.
Regardless, we have the ID card. Let's help the researcher escape, and then be on our way. |
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Right. |
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