> Wish this never happend.
> Hide in the small herd of animals.
> Rip Rumia's ribbon off.
>Your wishes seem to ease the buzzing from your thoughts just a little.
>You run toward the herd, vaulting over the remains of a wall along the way. From what you can gather, you're heading toward the remains of the courtyard, and the remaining frogs. Curiously, there seems to be no sign of Cirno.
>You don't see Rumia anywhere. Where did she get off to?
>Get a mirror ans break it
>If there's not a mirror at hand, that's our next task
>You don't see any mirrors anywhere. And really, what would that do against THIS monstrousity? It's ML has to be in the ten thousands! Now if you had, like, some noodles to entangle it with...
> just pray, you heard me, I just said pray, not to any god, just pray for us to win, and continue to pray each turn no matter what.
>You pray as you dash among the frogs. Really, with no specific recipient in mind for your prayers, it's not so much prayer as a wishing. But you pray for victory. You pray for an end to the madness. You pray that this never happened to begin with.
>The frogs seems to gather around you as you try to take refuge among them. "Why are you stopping!" cries Mystia, her voice barely audible over the buzzing. You turn to face the swarm, still fervently wishing for victory. The face comes into focus for a moment, screaming "I feel...g...o...o...d..." at you, before it is distorted and lost into a shape that seems almost like a sort of alien plant creature.
>As it draws closer, the frogs turn their attention toward the swarm, and begin to flick their tongues out. Within an instant, dozens of bees vanish from the swarm, as the buzzing voice pierces into your thoughts again, crying out your name again and again. More and more bees vanish, as the frogs war away at the swarm, but you can see it will not be fast enough. The swarm looks about ready to attack the frogs now; and they are certainly too few and too small to withstand such an assault even as they tear into the vile thing.
>_
