Beating Lord of Loss

Into the cavity, to where the glowing figure was protected by a spider web of slats and segments. Some were threading out, repairing the shell. Others turned inward. I was the girl in the box, as the magician thrust swords inside.


The first one cut me. No.


The second glanced off of my armor at my chest. The third did much the same, at my leg.


The third, too, cut me. No!


The fourth, I avoided.


I flew in, punching past a webwork of calcified steel slats, losing ground as they constricted around me. As I felt my forcefield return, I pushed out with the Wretch, to expand the slats around me and give myself a way out. I reached the glowing figure.

- Blinding 11.8