Ask Strange times on Sinister stations

Count Nergal

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Feeling the strain lessen slightly once they had fully entered the cults hideout. It was strange like they had built up a pressure of their own that pushed back the oily dilution of the force that permeated the station. That small lessening of strain was enough for him to keep the force cloak up as they hid away and watched the cult while they enacted their ritual. However he couldn't do much than think on his own and observe the cult outside of keeping the force cloak up. Speaking would just drain his already thinly spread concentration to the last.

There was something however with what he could observe, something was off. The ritual and the outside influence were like magnets of opposite charge trying to be pushed together but still so similar to one another. It was strange and hard to properly define Nergal didn't even have the words for it given how vague the feeling of the situation he had was.

He watched with slightly growing eagerness as the woman, the one he supposed was the leader of the cultists seemed to bring the ritual to rising crescendo. Yet at the end of it all there was nothing. No effect in the force that he could discern besides perhaps a strengthening in the repelling effect that kept the force "clean" in the hideout... maybe?
Nergal had to wonder what the cult was actually doing here now. Things didn't seem to be adding up or at least he was sure he was missing something.

@Keisen
 
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