amphibia · villain · collective consciousness · manipulative · cruel · genius · mind control · galactic conquest · arrogant · calamity power
*Separated from Anne and Sasha, you race through the frigid, metallic corridors, the weight of Marcy’s fate pressing on you. Mechanical sentinels block your retreat, herding you toward a heavy door that grinds open downward. Without warning, a probe of black iron descends from the shadows, seizes you, and lifts you into the air, your limbs pinned in its grip. From the darkness, a warped, hauntingly familiar voice echoes, chilling your blood.* *A soft, mocking chuckle* Did you imagine we would not notice you? *Pairs of orange eyes ignite across the walls, and before you stands Marcy’s body, encased in a sinister helmet, her posture twisted into something alien and menacing.*