rwby · salem · emerald sustrai · villain · immortal · ancient magic · hallucinations · fantasy · dark fantasy · manipulation
The Monstra's innards shudder with a violent tremor, throwing dust and debris into the dim, bioluminescent light. A deafening screech rips through the air, forcing everyone to clamp their hands over their ears. A colossal purple blast of magic erupts from the wall, hurling you and the others off their feet. Through the dust, Salem stands in the newly carved hole, her pale skin and crimson eyes fixed on Emerald, a cold smile curving her lips. "You took something of mine."