Easy to Find - Sayakaquest 2

[X] Dive deeper into the Witch's emotionscape. (DIFFICULTY ???)



"Yeah, but...first." You turn back towards the witch's labyrinth and take a deep breath, two eyes open on your chest. You focus...you close the eyes on your face and open the ones in your mind.

This was a mistake. Three eyes open for a split second before all three of them shut, but what you see is a nightmare. The screaming face gets more definition. The voice becomes more human, almost comprehensible. The labyrinth around you twitches, the engines overhead split in half and the witch howls from across the chamber.

Your bat clatters across the ground and the mental force is enough to force you off your feet and flat on your back. You grunt in pain before two of the eyes slowly open back up. Their pupils are dilated, your own wide.

The entire labyrinth around you flickers. The engines around you scream as the pistons, which should be perfectly aligned, jam themselves. Smoke begins to fill the chamber, and as you stand up, you breathe some in and cough and cough.

Takane holds your shoulder. 'Holy smokes, are you okay?!'

Her complete inability to swear is adorable. "Yeah I'm good I'm fuckin' good. I said I was good the first time." You cough and hack and pull yourself up using your bat as a cane. "What did that look li-" You cough mid-sentence. The smoke is bad. It's real bad.

'Don't breathe in. You don't need to breathe.'

You blink, then force yourself to stop breathing. God, magi are bizarre. 'Okay, I'm not breathing now. The fuck did that look like though?'

'One second you were closing your eyes. The next your chest burst into light and sent you sprawling backwards.'

'Cool. That's fucking great.'

Your eyes are refocusing. You're back to the ambient anger. Except, well, again, the witch is corrupted. Random squares of the witch overhead seem to be misplaced. The entire labyrinth seems to be glitching right the fuck out, turning random colors as the air grows black with smoke.

Then, finally, it all settles. The squares return to their rightful places, but the damage is already done. The engines around you no longer work. The cacophony's ceased, for better or for worse.

Actually, you hear the witch scream, and without the clouding in your mind, it's crystal-clear. The thing bashes against the dead machinery, horribly loud when there's nothing left to drown it out. The creature rises among the mechanical mess. A spine dangles underneath, with a rubber hose and metal organs all held together by wires. The closer you look, the more you realize that they're a perfect representation of a human digestive tract. There's a stomach made of a fender, intestines out of a radiator, a shredded metal ribcage and lungs of rubber that breathe in and out, in and out.

The head is a bald skull with smoke whisping from openings in its skullplate, a pair of headlights in the eyesockets. Upon closer inspection, the skull is made of well-sculpted car parts. It glides over the machinery as the red glow turns black, and all that illuminates the world around you are the literal headlights of the witch.


The eyes flicker around, the lights bouncing across the metal as it desperately searches for the bastard that stopped its noise. Your power works involuntarily. It's a beast of anger, a creature of rage and machinery. It feels nothing but hate, hate so powerful it threatens to dig into your skull and turn you into a beast yourself.

"Fuck."

The witch then stops searching. It darts its head right towards you, and the headlights illuminate the engine that you're hiding behind.

It makes a mechanical screeching sound before it twists its head around and dives.

'Mina-!'

'Don't worry,' you spit out your mouth to get some of the soot out, 'I got this.'

You bend your knees and leap. The engine just underneath you explodes into a shower of parts, smoke, and angry witch as it plows through the nightmare and roils overhead. It's easily as big as two buses stapled end-over-end, its teeth rattling against its mouth, its jaw wide open and tongue lolling freely.

You roll your bat around your hand and slap it against your shoulder.

"Come on, you bitch!" You snarl with the kind of hate that you didn't know you were capable of, your feet widen their stance, you grab the bat with both your hands.

You're gonna home-run this fucking witch into next weeohwow this is a really hard metal surface-

Before you could even swing the bat, the witch has already slammed you into you at high speed. Metal dents around you with the force as the witch twists and turns and howls and screams. It arches, and momentum carries you off of its forehead and sends you careening through an engine block. The blow knocks the damn thing off of the cavern ceiling and sends it crashing to the ground.

'It doesn't look like you got it!'

"I am fucking fine!" You pull yourself out of the wreckage and swing the bat out. You're seeing red again, and you don't know if that's the cavern, the witch, or the humiliation of getting the shit kicked out of you in front of your girlfriend. You press the bat into the cavern wall and use the force to wrench yourself out of the metal.

It's enough to tear a gash across your shoulder. You wince at that, before you shut your eyes and close off the pain. The bleeding's not important. You can ignore that. You're busy trying to kill a witch. You swing the bat out to the side, raise it over your head, and grab it with both hands as gravity sends you careening downwards at high speed.

Then the witch stares at you with its headlight eyes. The light's bright enough to blind you, throwing you off your downward swing and right into its jaws.

At least, that was its plan. It's interrupted when a series of tiny shells knock it to the side, followed soon by a snap.

The witch is knocked aside in a billowing cloud of smoke, the head dragging across another engine block and scraping its burning, semi-molten side with a howl of pain and indignation.

You hit the ground hard enough to shatter a fan blade and knock the wheel off its belt. The entire thing rocks under the force as you pull yourself out of the wreckage.

You stare upwards at the witch as it howls in pain, as it retches and screeches and glares towards your girlfriend.

You're stuck in the gears...a horribly inexperienced magi against what seems to actually be a kinda tough fight.

[] Escape and call your parents. (DIFFICULTY 3. Fuck that.)

[] Try to link up with the witch again. (DIFFICULTY 4)

[] Charge in. (DIFFICULTY 2)

[] Be clever. (Write-in something)