Masquerading minefields

"If the world is constantly changing then we are not seeing it. Not any of us, thanks to you." Ludo's tone was spiteful and it didn't try to hide it, folding its arms across its chest and watching with a sly gaze as the Voice reacted to its trick with the mask. "In fact yes, I would. Because they are no more, aren't they? Most of them at least. The grand armies, the swathes of Ascended power that swarmed this land like a plague... all gone. Now their souls are trapped, and they scream for release within your network. I hear them, like a torturous song." Her barbs riled it, there was no doubt about that, and its blackened fingers clenched into fists, chin tilting defiantly. "The point was to ensure that the likes of you never walk beyond the barrier again. And it has worked, whether you like it or not. Now what do you want with that mask, girl? You barely understand me, let alone it and its purpose." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own