by Whatevr89532 » Sat Jun 24, 2017 10:04 am
"I'm not sure which one it really is," says Fox. "Nearly any pair of universes has a time difference, and on top of that time doesn't seem to always work normally just within Muffinville itself. From this place's perspective I think it's safe to say it has been a long time though, based on the evidence."
He considers Raleigh's questions next. "Probably. Not all of my memories are intact but that sounds familiar. Whatevr claimed that Lyra was returned to our old universe but didn't go into the specifics, so I don't really know yet. Once this place is under control there are some scrying tools here even a non-mage can use that I intend to employ to find out."
The end of the hallway reached, he opens the door. The floor in the next room is uncarpeted hardwood, all glowing red, and waiting a few feet from the door is about ten suits of armor from varying eras and locations, each of which has a weapon or two in its hands. Some of them do look a bit rusty, but they're arranged like a small force tasked with guarding a crucial choke point and very intent on doing so. As soon as Fox takes a step inside, his Crimson burning against the floor's red again, one carrying a gigantic warhammer slams it down at him, forcing him to jump away while it smashes a large hole in the floor.