Even craftier than the first one!

Don’t forget - Draw a Centaur Day is coming up in less than two weeks!

There's a tension building inside him, like a tightly wound spring. He curls in on himself as the last strands of his self restraint break.

The digital space around him seems to warp, as though all the energy of the world was being sucked towards him like a black hole. A high pitched ringing noise fills the air, distant objects become blurry as they fade in and out of existing. Suddenly the players become frozen in place, eyes locked forward, stuck with only their thoughts as they watch the world dissolve around them. A deep sense of dread sinks in as they brace for Caine's oncoming outburst. "This is it." they think "This is how it ends."

But it never comes. Abruptly a disorienting rush of air sweeps through the circus as everything settles back into place. Caine hangs in the air where he was, looking deflated.