[X] Your legs are free. Kick the torch out of the mayor's hand then kick his ass off the platform.
-[X] "Mina you're some kind of skank, you know that?"
[X] "You reckon someone 'll still marry you after they hear you been with a beetle man?"
--[X] Your legs are free. Kick the torch out of the mayor's hand then kick his ass off the platform.
"Do you have any words to remember you by, stranger?" the mayor asks, bending down to light the pyre.
"Yeah," Latto says. "Mina, you're some kind of skank, you know that?"
Then he flips his legs upward, knocks the torch out of the mayor's hand, and dropkicks his ass off the platform.
Voldo goes flying into the crowd, which parts to let him through, and lands heavily on the ground.
Everyone goes quiet as he writhes belly-down in the dirt a couple seconds, then rolls onto his back.
"You dare!" he howls.
[] I dare.
[] NOW can we talk?
[] Try to untie yourself before someone runs you through.
[] Try and climb your way up the pyre so you can get free from it at the top.
[] Try and break the pole holding you on top of the pyre.
[] Cast a spell:
"Do you remember what I told you, Latto? When we met?"
"You laid your head in my lap and I felt your tears rolling onto my thighs and I felt the unquiet inside you, and 'Never again,' you told me.
And I told you never again is impossible. As long as you are mine. But as you are mine I am yours, and as I am yours it will be never again without a sword in your heart. Questant Blade."
"Enough," Latto says.
Dry light snaps against the eyes of the mob, leaving an angry corona where it fades.
The ropes loosen and uncoil from him like dying snakes, cut clean off.
Latto has four of these left.
The crowd stands aghast. Mayor Voldo's mouth hangs open mid-diatribe. You could fly a kite through that.
[] Now that I have your attention can I just say: _______________
[] Everyone get the hell out of here.
[] Step off the platform and leave.
[] Cast a spell:
[] Write-in
