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We rested our feet firmly on the small discs of the modified shape and swam in the outer current of Chaos, maneuvering along the edge of the swirling whirlpool. Jarth followed me, spinning. From his arm hung a three-foot-long film, as thin as a veil, with a weight at the end, in which scarlet lights flashed every now and then. He held his trisp in a medium offensive position and looked at me, baring his teeth. However, when we got into the orbit of a ten-foot circle, being at opposite points, and started looking for a channel or a gap to exit it, he stopped smiling. .. (Depth of field), low saturation, detail. mythp0rt, Stylish, charismatic, SCI_FACTOR_CORE