Erinyes Game
You suppose it’s not a terrible idea, after all. Part of you hates the thought of just standing there, waiting to kill or be killed.
As quietly as possible, you open the door and sneak back out, making your way back down the hallway.
You’re so focused on being stealthy that you don’t hear the Fury’s approach until it’s too late.
They leap out from behind a corner, successfully ambushing you. The knife sinks in between your shoulder blades and you drop to the ground, convulsing.
You hate that the last thing you hear, over the sounds of your gasps and dying breaths, is Hades mumbling a regretful, “Oh, no.”
As quietly as possible, you open the door and sneak back out, making your way back down the hallway.
You’re so focused on being stealthy that you don’t hear the Fury’s approach until it’s too late.
They leap out from behind a corner, successfully ambushing you. The knife sinks in between your shoulder blades and you drop to the ground, convulsing.
You hate that the last thing you hear, over the sounds of your gasps and dying breaths, is Hades mumbling a regretful, “Oh, no.”
