Once the light subsided, I found myself within a black void, along with my team of Dungeon Masters.
"… Well, this is new…" Oshurkova commented with her lips forming a thin line. Beside her, Typhial nodded in agreement, her normally awed and lovestruck expression missing. Instead, she wore a serious mask, her eyes scanning the black void for anything that could harm the team, or more specifically, Oshurkova.
Shrugging to herself, Catalina approached my side and poked my tough arm. "Hey, won't you protect your frail, lady friend right over here?"
She gave me a mock-terrified look, which was close to being genuine. If not for the fact I knew she was faking it, it would be next to impossible to distinguish it from the real one.
"You have some good acting skills." I praised the catwoman, her terrified look being replaced by a neutral mask, before she snorted and laughed.