Even her beauty is more blinding than any creation Ludo or Mort could conjure.
The question catches her off guard but she doesn't falter. The walk towards the Pit was longer than she remembered as she had no use of her wings. A part of her that felt as broken as her pride as she walked through their village in such a state.
"Of course, Neph. As if you even have to ask. Only if you promise to visit me when I'm resting." They both know the Blight was hardly a respite from the world around them. As useless in the pit to her village as she is right now to comfort her sister, she squeezes her hand as they near the Pit.