The King can't quite be grabbed as the astral starts receding some. It's like grabbing onto porridge. Similarly, whatever the King's shouting doesn't get across as the roar of the worlds tearing back apart like they should be and the almost electric noise that follows the great wide swing of its sword drown out everything else. And it's a pretty damn interesting blade, as its making cut marks far, far away from where it's being swung.<br/><br/>When the bright green-blue light washing out Lapine's sight fades and the world is back to normal, there's a big, visible cut in the hotel. There's a little roulette sound as Card's text pops up in Lapine's sight. |Good news bad news. Bitch is alive, but she's not going to be answering anything soon. I forget. How much you know about magic terms? Cuz that would help me know how to phrase the bad news.|