[ has he forgotten? he's maya. or, well, that's what it would like him to believe, but it's too late for this. for it. alex has rejected it too many times, and it burns ]
[ the eldritch blast cuts through the illusion. what he sees now is a massive mound of black sludge -- twisted into the shape of one of the feys' magatamas, and it writhes on the ground. ]
[ it shrinks. he's pushing it back. the flames are devouring it. ]
no subject
[ the eldritch blast cuts through the illusion. what he sees now is a massive mound of black sludge -- twisted into the shape of one of the feys' magatamas, and it writhes on the ground. ]
[ it shrinks. he's pushing it back. the flames are devouring it. ]
[ he's winning control. ]