Carly didn't come in with angels. She didn't even come in with anyone really, not after they reached the domain itself. She was left alone in her thoughts, wandering cooridors, picking up 'trinkets', and so on...
Her mind buzzed, but when she reaches the ritual area it hits her as hard as the cold. And there is something to be said about seeing things as they 'return'-experiencing long buried memories, in tandem with others.
Aslla Piscu was never going to change-for a moment, she stands frozen as chaos reigns and others dart ahead, taking the attention of the birds and fae. The shadow pauses and stiffens in dawning fear as his bond grows and pools, as the official truth of everything strikes, as memories of ultimate sacrifices ending in the thousands of people becoming dust and fuel for the dark.
'And what does that make you!?' his bond screams to her, when the nausea and understanding hits. 'You could have rejected my request! You could have failed, or delayed, but you jumped for it the minute you thought you were threatened! YOU'RE NO BETTER!'
The demon's words are hushed with a single change in emotion as pain and agony and misery turn into one single burst of rage, without an ounce of it appearing on Carly's face. For Carly realizes in that moment that Aslla Piscu is right.
As is everyone else who warned her.
...but that is all the more reason that they cannot fail in whatever efforts they are bringing.
The demons are down-they don't appear to be doing well at all-but she remembers Yuugo's words from the fight at the Circle, and she can feel her power swell as her original reserves of strength and magic return, her original branch of 'fire' magic joining in the other.
'Then what do you intend to do from there? Nothing changes. You did just as shameful as I, and I didn't even know what you would be doing! You were the one who painted the lines, you were the one who burnt the flesh, YOU-'
It is now that Carly replies back within the bond.
'Be quiet.'
'So that you can ignore it all, as you ignored me for all of those years..?' the demon replies, unable to contain his mirth this one last time.
Carly does not move so much as an inch. But her eyes flick toward the crows ahead, and the snow around her melts as heat rises off of her shoulders.
And finally, finally, Carly SCREAMS-with flames of red-hot hellfire blasting forward as they mix with the violet of an energy sapping 'twin', fires coiled into a shape to match the screech. The birds are going to have to pay attention to her now, but she finds she no longer cares.
This isn't a stealth mission after all, and with a feral cry accompanied by streaming tears, she's taking out her frustrations on the only thing she can.
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Her mind buzzed, but when she reaches the ritual area it hits her as hard as the cold. And there is something to be said about seeing things as they 'return'-experiencing long buried memories, in tandem with others.
Aslla Piscu was never going to change-for a moment, she stands frozen as chaos reigns and others dart ahead, taking the attention of the birds and fae. The shadow pauses and stiffens in dawning fear as his bond grows and pools, as the official truth of everything strikes, as memories of ultimate sacrifices ending in the thousands of people becoming dust and fuel for the dark.
'And what does that make you!?' his bond screams to her, when the nausea and understanding hits. 'You could have rejected my request! You could have failed, or delayed, but you jumped for it the minute you thought you were threatened! YOU'RE NO BETTER!'
The demon's words are hushed with a single change in emotion as pain and agony and misery turn into one single burst of rage, without an ounce of it appearing on Carly's face. For Carly realizes in that moment that Aslla Piscu is right.
As is everyone else who warned her.
...but that is all the more reason that they cannot fail in whatever efforts they are bringing.
The demons are down-they don't appear to be doing well at all-but she remembers Yuugo's words from the fight at the Circle, and she can feel her power swell as her original reserves of strength and magic return, her original branch of 'fire' magic joining in the other.
'Then what do you intend to do from there? Nothing changes. You did just as shameful as I, and I didn't even know what you would be doing! You were the one who painted the lines, you were the one who burnt the flesh, YOU-'
It is now that Carly replies back within the bond.
'Be quiet.'
'So that you can ignore it all, as you ignored me for all of those years..?' the demon replies, unable to contain his mirth this one last time.
Carly does not move so much as an inch. But her eyes flick toward the crows ahead, and the snow around her melts as heat rises off of her shoulders.
And finally, finally, Carly SCREAMS-with flames of red-hot hellfire blasting forward as they mix with the violet of an energy sapping 'twin', fires coiled into a shape to match the screech. The birds are going to have to pay attention to her now, but she finds she no longer cares.
This isn't a stealth mission after all, and with a feral cry accompanied by streaming tears, she's taking out her frustrations on the only thing she can.