"FOR LIBERTY AND EQUALITY!"
"FOR LIBERTY AND EQUALITY!"
"FOR LIBERTY AND EQUALITY!"
That was the first thing Azriel heard when he came to his senses.
He stood in a narrow, filthy alleyway, the weight of damp mud pressing into the soles of his worn, cracked boots. The air stank of rot and smoke.
Looking down, Azriel noticed his auction attire had vanished—replaced with a rough, earth-toned tunic that clung uncomfortably to his skin.
He clicked his tongue.
"Dammit."
He'd messed up.
"FOR LIBERTY AND EQUALITY!"
'Royal Revolution...'
He had never heard of this Scenario before. It wasn't in the book.
"I need to find Jasmine."
Quickly.
"FOR LIBERTY AND EQUALITY!"
As long as she was not in a different Scenario.
The only thing keeping his pulse steady right now was the so-called "balance" of the Scenarios. The scenarios are always fair; they would never be placed in one that's impossible to complete. But then again… what was balance to the children of gods?
