🔪👾🐇: The Inky Queen
{In the time they've been trapped here, Eleanor has been quite busy. Once it was obvious that something was seeming to block her from Vanessa, she'd focused on other things. As usual, how to work things on her favor.
And to that meant discovering what powered this place. One thing interesting about that weird substance is how drawn it seemed to her and voice versa. She'd allowed a small bit of agony to interact with the ink and found they bonded together very easily. Almost they were meant to work together. And after absorbing just a sample herself, she could feel it. Something diffent. Powerful. That she needed. It changed her agony. It changed her.
But absorbing it could only do so much.
It wouldn't matter long.
Not anymore.}