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(Art and story by Tazirai)

Tired and fatigued from the overuse of her abilities, Mindseye makes her way to the ruined marble desk to rest a little and think about her next move, and what the mages could have been looking for.

She leans on the desk placing her plush booty on it, as a dread figure rises behind her.

She catchs the sickly sweet scent of chloroform too late. The dread foe seizes her by the shoulder, while his other hand brings up a cloth to her face.

-"Well, if it isn't Mindseye! I bet you didn't think you'd be seeing me for a while, huh?"- the man says.

It's a voice she knows, but it can't possibly be him...

Description
(Art and story by Tazirai)

Tired and fatigued from the overuse of her abilities, Mindseye makes her way to the ruined marble desk to rest a little and think about her next move, and what the mages could have been looking for.

She leans on the desk placing her plush booty on it, as a dread figure rises behind her.

She catchs the sickly sweet scent of chloroform too late. The dread foe seizes her by the shoulder, while his other hand brings up a cloth to her face.

-"Well, if it isn't Mindseye! I bet you didn't think you'd be seeing me for a while, huh?"- the man says.

It's a voice she knows, but it can't possibly be him...