[ It was probably for the best, the creature wasn't quite as smooth as the Shade himself, and it rose from the shadows, a gaping, grinning maw on its face when it slipped free of the shadows, dark ooze pulling free from its body like black sludge. ]
Trying that again?
[ The voice wasn't Shade's, but instead something higher, like a wicked sprite, more than that sharp, cultured, and slightly british tone that Shade carried. ]
Action;
Trying that again?
[ The voice wasn't Shade's, but instead something higher, like a wicked sprite, more than that sharp, cultured, and slightly british tone that Shade carried. ]