The Nox waves one hoof over the ground, and a ball of shadow forms underneath it. With a flick of the wrist, the ball rolls over to Riddler, stopping about a foot away from him.
It reshapes itself, sliding into the form of a massive moth. Rather like a normal Nox creature, although it lacks the glowing white eyes. It flaps its shadowy wings a few times, lifting itself into the air, and is soon flying in circles around the Riddler.
The shadow then lands in front of him again, and dissolves into a flat puddle. Thin tendrils stretch up from the puddle, getting thicker and thicker, forming petals and leaves until there's a neat row of shadow lilies lined up before Riddler.
Then the flowers begin to fuse together, reshaping into something more complex, a mass of shadowy coils and tubes and pumps and dials. Parts of it spin and twitch and billow, humming with unknown power.
(If he dares to touch the shadow at any point during this, Riddler will find it smooth, solid, and cool to the touch.)
The shadow engine begins to go faster and faster- and suddenly melts back and propels its mass over the top of Riddler, smashing through one of the teacups on the ride behind him.
The Nox watches, impassively, awaiting Riddler's reaction.
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The Nox waves one hoof over the ground, and a ball of shadow forms underneath it. With a flick of the wrist, the ball rolls over to Riddler, stopping about a foot away from him.
It reshapes itself, sliding into the form of a massive moth. Rather like a normal Nox creature, although it lacks the glowing white eyes. It flaps its shadowy wings a few times, lifting itself into the air, and is soon flying in circles around the Riddler.
The shadow then lands in front of him again, and dissolves into a flat puddle. Thin tendrils stretch up from the puddle, getting thicker and thicker, forming petals and leaves until there's a neat row of shadow lilies lined up before Riddler.
Then the flowers begin to fuse together, reshaping into something more complex, a mass of shadowy coils and tubes and pumps and dials. Parts of it spin and twitch and billow, humming with unknown power.
(If he dares to touch the shadow at any point during this, Riddler will find it smooth, solid, and cool to the touch.)
The shadow engine begins to go faster and faster- and suddenly melts back and propels its mass over the top of Riddler, smashing through one of the teacups on the ride behind him.
The Nox watches, impassively, awaiting Riddler's reaction.