Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24828824-20180226234231/@comment-25169271-20190601213723

As they hovered at the top of the cliff Alice began to scan methodically below them using her semblance. At the same time Darian moved forward into the darkened cockpit, eyes adjusting to the darkness in beyond them. "That mansion in front of us looks worse for wear," Darian stated, the old building covered in what appeared to be vegetation to his eyes. "Covered in moss, vines, plenty of broken pieces. Alice, how are the mines looking?"

"Not good," She replied as a slight shiver ran through her body. To her the area below looked as if it were a mass of glowing lines trailing deep into the earth. "The mines are filled with...well I can't gaurentee they're Grimm, but that seems likely." The woman absent mindedly manipulated the weapon in her hands as she continued evaluating the mines. "I can't even get a good count of how many are down there. Hundreds, maybe thousands...."

"And here we are sitting right on top of them," Darian grumbled as he scanned the area around them, looking for anything that might want to pick a fight with them. A lightning bolt tore across the sky above them, illuminating the area for a split second like a noon on a summer day. Darian let out a hiss, recoiling in pain as the bright light seared his eyes, causing him to see spots.

"Darian, are you okay?" Alice questioned, involuntarily relaxing her semblance to its normal area.

Darian rubbed his eyes, trying to blink away the spots still filling his vision. "I'm fine....damned lightning," he growled, while his vision returned to normal. "Helena, eleven-o-clock high. Are my eyes still screwed, or is that something...big?" he asked staring at a spot in the sky and pointing to it.