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[If you're wandering around at night for whatever reason, you might feel a chill run down your spine as everything suddenly feels darker than usual around you.

Down the corridor in the distance is a strange... Shadow. No other word can really describe it. Is this just some sort of Halloween prank? Or is it something more sinister?]

((OOC: A few people have already plotted ahead how this will go, but feel free to have any of your wayward characters spot this thing. But keep in mind, directly confronting it will go very badly at this stage. Flight is recommended.))

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[The overwhelming feeling of wrongness just gets stronger, as if in reply... and for a moment it seems like Cecile's vision is distorting...

Before the shadowy creature is mere meters away from her, its shadowy tendrils reaching out at her with frightening speed.]

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"I'm... I'm not scared... I'm not scared..."

[Of course, she clearly was. Her legs were shaking... She was losing her grip with her wooden sword. In the depths of her heart, the little rabbit girl was crying for her pappy. Regardless... A knight never backs down. Never.

A golden light shined around the girl... Giving little more resistance against this evil. A little...]

"Whatever you are, it's clear you're only going to hurt people... As a knight, I'm not going to let that happen!"

[She charged straight at the creature ignoring all her fears and reasons... And was prepared to make a broad slash with all that was left of her courage.]

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[The slash found purchase... and for a moment, it may have even felt like it was slicing into something human.

But the blow as not enough, and whatever damage was done was quickly regenerated.

And black and tendrils of pure evil would suddenly shoot at her from all directions, trying to tear her apart.]

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[To dodge, Cecile attempted leaping nto the air, but... It wasn't enough. How could she deal with so many of these things all at once? To pit such a little girl against such a monstrosity...

... As the strikes made contact, Cecile's wooden sword flew high into the air, landing a fair distance away from the massacre.]

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[All that would be left of Cecile would be rather grizzly remains... of something half eaten.]