"I really didn't expect it. Just to smack BS-Rita around in person, Barista actually signed up for this game."
"Could be worse. I heard at least half the demons signed up too."
"What about the Cooking Teacher? Did they?"
"What do you think?"
"They even applied to Divine Game for permission to bring their own whip!"
"What floor did they draw?"
"They got the Librarian Chief."
…
Something wasn't right.
Rita kept glancing back at the Librarian chasing them. She couldn't shake the feeling that this one, blank-faced as they were, had locked onto her specifically.
She sprang upward, dodging as the whip carved the floor where she'd been. Behind her, the entire line of little dolls and toys chasing her all jumped in unison like kids playing jump rope.
See? That was the thing. This Librarian was at the back of the chase, yet instead of striking the closest runner, they swung their whip wide to sweep across everyone—and especially in Rita's direction.
