"Good work, Miki-san," Mami said, genuine praise in her voice. After making sure the latest pack of minions were out of sight, she made a dash towards the door. She paused to make sure Sayaka caught up with her, then grabbed the knob, swinging the door open.
The room that housed the witch was different than the rest of the maze. It was still made of the flowing, churning who-knows-what, but instead of inky black, it was a dark, angry red, like freshly-spilled blood. The strange runes that adorned most witch mazes were present here as well. Whatever they said, the phrase was repeated over and over, the neat designs becoming more and more scrawly the more they were repeated.
And then there was the witch itself.
It had he vague form of a human girl, but only the torso, covered in tattered clothing, was even remotely normal. It had several pairs of long, spidery arms, each clawing at the ground. Where a normal girl's head would be, there was only the head of a hammer, looking as if it was sewn onto the body's neck.
Another gruesome sight. And Mami didn't seem affected at all.
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The room that housed the witch was different than the rest of the maze. It was still made of the flowing, churning who-knows-what, but instead of inky black, it was a dark, angry red, like freshly-spilled blood. The strange runes that adorned most witch mazes were present here as well. Whatever they said, the phrase was repeated over and over, the neat designs becoming more and more scrawly the more they were repeated.
And then there was the witch itself.
It had he vague form of a human girl, but only the torso, covered in tattered clothing, was even remotely normal. It had several pairs of long, spidery arms, each clawing at the ground. Where a normal girl's head would be, there was only the head of a hammer, looking as if it was sewn onto the body's neck.
Another gruesome sight. And Mami didn't seem affected at all.
"Ready?"