Masquerading minefields

"Liar," Ludo all but drawled, hopping from stone to stone on feet that should not have been so light considering the state of them. If the Voice had known her limits she would have stopped a long time ago. Long before the barrier, in fact, and then perhaps they wouldn't all be trapped in here with her. Because of her. It snorted, pausing on one leg to gaze up at her. "No," it said, seemingly to everything she had asked. "One would have to be a god to be capable of such things. And you are not a god, are you? You are an imposter, playing with toys that do not belong to it." It inclined its head towards the mask she wore. Isn't that right?" LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own