[God Quest] The canvas' colors can't hold like they once could

"You finally understand." Isla's voice was soft, and whilst Remi would know by now that it couldn't be her, there was always a reason Ludo chose its forms. The medic stood over Alchemist and unicorn, even as blood soaked the sand and the darkness screamed its silence all around them. "Do you remember that night? The deal you made with me?" Isla's visage held out a hand for Remi, an offer to help him to his feet, perhaps. Beside them a bright and shining orb rose from the body of the unicorn, circling Remi, bobbing and weaving with an energy that was all his friend. "You promised me anything. That does not end because she is dead. Understand?" LUDO she's still here if you believe it hard enough