Gate of Memoirs/Another Cold Lead

The new rift made by the slithery totem seems to take you somewhere familiar...
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Dead God's Law"	Music: "Dead God's Law"
 	
*Giselle: , now!
 	
*Gwyll: Guh?!
 	
*At the last moment, you lunge for the small totem in the Erlking's hand, and snatch it out of his grasp.
*A mad scramble ensues to recover the tiny serpent, but not before a rip corresponding to the totem tears in the nadir.
*The frozen field beyond howls with a breath of frigid air, but it is the angered, inhuman shriek behind you that sets your hair on end.
 	
*Gwyll: Imbeciles! Get them! GET THEM!
 	
*The screeching pixies tear at your clothes with their sharp little nails, 
*but a swipe of your weapon is enough to dissuade any further assaults.
*This is one dancefloor you don't mind tearing up—literally.
 	
*Giselle: Done! It should be stable!
*Giselle: Hate to cut and run, "your lordship", but I daresay we've got more important things to do than keep you company.
 	
*A wild bolt of furious magic impacts and dissolves a nearby tree in black stardust just then, 
*prompting Giselle to refrain from any further clever quips.
*You turn back to see Set with her arm outstretched, and a web of dark strands form a barrier before the angered Erlking.
 	
*Set: Don't worry about me! Just go!
*Set: I'll deal with this fool.
 	
*With a final look at the last goddess of Urzyma, you grab Giselle's hand and make for the rift.
Music: "Dark Pursuit" 	Music: "Dark Pursuit"
 	
*"—And the dance goes lightly through the grove."
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*Gwyll: Bold of you to play the self-sacrificing heroine, little bird.
 	
*Set: It was not for me alone.
*Set: Ma'at did not give her entire being to break Urzyma from its cycle of Chaos, only for her successor to languish in some twilit realm.
 	
*The Erlking's smile twitches as Set crosses into his personal space, smirking.
 	
*Set: You're not the *only* one to claim a realm of darkness as your own, Erlking.
*Set: I daresay we have much to talk about—much I would love to unravel about this place you claim your kingdom.
*Set: Shall we dance?
 	
*Gwyll: Hmhm....
 	
*Gwyll: Hmhmhahaha! Very good! Very good indeed!
*Gwyll: A fairer test of my reign I have not had in ages!
*Gwyll: I graciously accept.
 	
*Gwyll: Mayhap your mutt is the better dancer than that ill-behaved Hound.
 	
*Set: If you must refer to others as animals...
 	
*Set: Perhaps get it right.
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*Set: My darling—as I am—is a Sha.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "A God"	Music: "A God"
 	
*—Beyond the rip.
 	
*S'eljah: It is within reach, now.
*S'eljah: Only that, and it is enough.
 	
*The Queen raises her head at the rising spire piercing the frigid heavens.
*Full well she knew how life stirred, even within a centuries-old shell.
*Was it not so for the creature that gestated within the eldritch child?
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*"Just a little longer."
*"And I shall set you—no, all of us, free..."