HORROR EVENT: One winged butterfly | Subtype(s): Common | Set: Core | Scenario: Horror in the Ice
Abilities
(>) Explorers unequip weapons
Lore
Enter our glorious palace. Disrobe! Do you hear the chant? Agony is only a path. Incantation turned to hymn; Hooks in our flesh. We are feather-light in the air. Spinning and singing.
Hark! His glory rises! Skin tears into a butterfly’s wing; Dewy and delicate. Crooning, calling His Bliss upon us. Flying; we come to life. Our Bliss echoes throughout the forgotten kingdom.
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