Dark in the Dollhouse Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Disruptor

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The grey clouds parted as a powerful light swept across the majestic garden. The birds sang with soft chirps and the flowers wafted solemnly. The twisted root of the wilting flower wriggled underneath them all. She shivered as she dreaded, yet cackled as she couldn’t help but await. Yuliana sighed as she looked below at the basin. I might have wasted a bit too much water. Sorry about that, Evan’s water bill. She chuckled as she wiped her face with a towel and changed into a more comfortable outfit. Wearing a blue and white knitted sweater and some baggy pants, she jogged down the stairs and entered the living room. Vindici stood beside the sofa as he waited for her. “Is there anything you want me to help with?” he asked as the golden lines on his mask narrowed. “No, I just want you here,” Yuliana said as she shook her head. She released a breath as she declared, “I am going to advance to Act 2.” Vindici fell silent as there were no words shared among them for a moment. “So it’s time...” he muttered with a hand under his chin. “Do you require anything before you begin the Ingestion?” “No, just be there in case anything goes wrong.” “Hopefully, it won’t. But I’ll be here. You don’t need to worry.” Yuliana smiled. She chuckled as she added, “You’ve become more human, Vin. Thank you,” she giggled. Vindici’s gold-laced eyes widened. He looked down at his wooden hand. “More human...” he murmured as he clenched his fist. “Yup!” Yuliana nodded with a bright smile. “You’ve become more kinder. There’s no greater pride than that. To be able to care for others even when you have nothing to gain from it, that’s something only humans can do. If you can do such a thing, then it doesn’t matter whether your body is made of wood, your heart is undoubtedly human.” Vindici put a hand on his chest. “My heart you say... Do you think I have one?” “Of course you do! Your heart doesn’t need to pump blood for it to feel. As long as you can feel something, whether it is pain, love, worry or hatred, you have a heart. That’s all there is to it.” Vindici fell silent. He said with a solemn voice, “To feel, is to have a heart. “To have a heart, is to be human.” Yuliana laughed. “Yeah, that’s about the gist of it. Good for you Vin, you already got it!” Vindici’s gold-laced eyes narrowed. He gave her a slight bow and said, “Thank you for your kind words Yuli, that really assures me.” Yuliana nodded. “Don’t mention it,” she said before letting out a deep breath. “Let’s get to it then,” Yuliana said as the smile on her face faded. She let out her right hand. Lines of archaic text wafted out of the palm of her hand and congested into a black, worn out Grimoire with a bunch of yellowish pages. She held the Grimoire stiff for a moment. She flowed her ichor through the sigil of a yellow curtain with wings and activated Guardian’s Veil. Releasing a final soft breath, her eyes sharpened as she opened the book. A jolting pain rattled her head. She grimaced yet stood strong. She focused at the contents below. —Blood Mantra— Stage 1: Ripple Artist Act 2: Disruptor Partial Symbol: Middle layer of the three layered concentric circle. Unlock Condition: Circulate ichor through the partial symbol without rupturing it. Possible by keeping ichor concentration at 0.005% or below. Artistry: Demolition, Conjunction Description: Allows the user to shatter apart and conjoin together objects of the same property from a distance. The effectivity of the action is dependent on the circulation of ichor and the property of the material chosen... Yuliana read the Grimoire normally as her head throbbed with pain. She gritted her teeth and Pushed the String of Wrath and Pulled the String of Sloth before imbuing the Grimoire with her ichor. “Urgh..!!!” she fell onto one knee as the archaic glyphs within the Grimoire bounced around with vigour, crashing into the transparent curtain above. In the middle, A patterned circle with a number of glyphs inscribed on it trembled in an attempt to escape