# MV00_11 (2:10): a ruined stone platform at dusk. A white-haired man with a black mark on his forehead, named Solon at 0:23, turns his
# dark magic on the young woman he names Kronya at 0:42, and {player} is swallowed by violet darkness.
0:00 A young woman with short orange hair and a teardrop mark under her red eye turns, startled, her mouth open.
0:02 {player} in profile, a hard, calm look in the fading light.
0:04 Far away on a cracked stone platform, the woman is thrown through the air.
0:06 She tumbles upside down and crashes onto the stone.
0:08 Broken columns and trees stand behind her. She scrambles to her feet.
0:10 Close up, she holds a dagger to her chest and gasps, her red eyes wide.
0:16 Behind her shoulder, {player} stands ready with {his} sword raised, a little way off.
0:18 She glares sideways, teeth clenched, her grip tight on the dagger.
0:22 A white-haired old man steps up beside her, a black eye marked in the middle of his forehead.
0:26 A close-up of Solon's face, pale and wrinkled, the black eye staring.
0:28 She whirls through the air, her ragged dark clothes flying, as a man in a dark red cloak stands with his back to us.
0:32 A black-gloved hand reaches out, crackling with blue light.
0:34 {player} looks on, steady, a golden claw at the edge of the frame.
0:36 The woman tips her head back and cries out, her mouth wide.
0:38 In silhouette against the evening sky, Solon holds her up by the neck as she hangs limp.
0:42 A single red eye fills the screen, wide and shaking.
0:44 Solon looks coolly down at Kronya, her orange hair at the edge of the frame.
0:46 He speaks with a faint, unpleasant smile.
0:50 Violet smoke curls up the side of his face.
0:52 The broken pillars are swallowed in glowing purple darkness.
0:56 The smoke winds across his face as he looks on.
0:58 Kronya, now in purple light, gasps upward.
1:00 From high above, the stone platform shows violet smoke gathering at its corners.
1:04 Solon's face, half veiled in smoke, beside her orange hair.
1:06 {player}, {his} golden sword raised, looks on, the dark light around {him}.
1:08 {He} stands at the platform's edge as purple flames rise around {him}.
1:10 A close-up of {player}, {his} face half lit by the smoke, calm and watchful.
1:12 Kronya's eyes widen in horror, a black tear mark on her cheek.
1:16 She screams.
1:18 She arches backward in the swirling smoke while Solon stands at the left of the frame.
1:20 His arm stretches out, purple energy swirling around it.
1:22 His mouth stretches into a wide grin.
1:24 Smoke covers his face.
1:26 A man in a dark red cloak, small and still, stands on the stone with his back to us.
1:32 A black armored shape with glowing blue lines bursts apart into fragments.
1:34 From above, Solon walks along the platform, smoke trailing from his hand. A black crack runs across the stone.
1:36 Kronya falls backward, hair streaming, among flying rubble.
1:38 Close on black cloth and a gold stripe as someone strides past.
1:40 She lies on the stone in the foreground. Far behind her, a dark figure with a sword glows in violet light.
1:42 Lying upside down, she stares up with wide red eyes.
1:44 She reaches a gloved hand toward us, fingers spread.
1:46 Purple smoke swallows her hand.
1:48 {player}'s face, close and hard, in a swirl of violet.
1:50 {He} stands whole in a storm of purple energy, sword at {his} side.
1:52 The screen fills with purple fog.
1:54 Black.
1:58 The sky glows gold and gray over the ruined pillars. A man in a dark red cloak stands alone on the stone, his back to us.
2:00 A close-up of Solon's face, pale and still, the black eye on his forehead, as he looks down.
2:02 On the bare flagstones, a small dark bundle lies where she was.
2:04 The platform seen from above, empty, green fields around it.
2:08 The screen fades to black.
