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βDoes the frog know what's beyond the well?β
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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||
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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||
The sky trembled and the ground shook as the roar burst from the mouth of the beast. The roar of the dragons in the sky, with their twenty pairs of beating wings blocking out the sun as the Tower Agents looked upon the coming enemy. They looked at Doll, and Christopher, and wondered - could those two save them from this army? "Minerva." Queen Kitra spoke from her dragon of black sheen, dark as night itself. "Charge! Take them out!" The alliance with the Vampire King failed, but the new Vampire Queen had made an agreement to help - at least as far as to save Celeste and rescue the Orgia. Minerva lead the charge as the dragons flew towards the Tower Agents. The army of Hell was here, with two goals: To rescue Celeste, and to punish humanity.
"So there's still fighting..." Flo watched solemnly. Next to her was the person who brought her mind here. Ayna Anranrara had this strange ability that was nigh useless really. "The Third Impact has lasted almost five years, and the Demon Queen is taking command now that Gavyn has passed." Ayna said with a happy, chirpy tone to her voice. "But Echo and I are strong. If we can get better..." But Echo was shattered and Flo was trapped in her mind. "Next time show me something nicer, like a rave." The pinkette said with a shake of the head. Ayna giggled. "I thought you'd be interested in something like this."
Pain, pain...
Flo was snapped away from her spectral travel with Ayna, back to her body in the Norwegian facility. What was going on now? She was in a stretcher, and - oh, there was Echo, okay, that made sense. She looked distraught and unwell, but maybe Flo could help. "It's been a while, Echo." Flo wanted to extend an but it was only her mental fake self that could. "Oh, there's a bracelet on your wrist! It's pretty. Did one of the others give it to you?" It was good if Echo could make friends who could do more than lie there like a useless log.
"I'm doing as okay as can be." Flo said, lying easily, easier than breathing for her. Which wasn't saying much considering the pain in her lungs, in her breath, always there, a reminder of reality she didn't want to face. "They give me some painkillers now." Nothing strong enough to do anything but take the edge off her stomach pain, though. Did Echo want an update on the Third Impact? Would that just make it worse?
Flo decided to try something else. "You should tell me about your friends here. I'm curious to know who else is here with us."