Safrin merely hums a note of not-quite agreement in response. For 300 years, she's been waiting for another way. A solution that doesn't just involve entrapment. And now that the barrier is down and the Voice is up to her old tricks? Well. The goddess has heard precisely little from her betters about what they are all actually going to do about it.
"Ludo tried, once. The Voice came to it asking for a way to utilize its mask, when it had been stolen." The mask Ludo had given to Remi, subsequently stolen by Lucas. "It bartered for a group of souls to be released in exchange for the power she sought. So I suppose there is precedent, yes. But she believes that where she keeps the souls is better for them than being with Mort." Which, biased as she was, Safrin still couldn't believe to be true.
Raising a brow at the mention of the Prince, Safrin shrugs. "I ... do not think it does. It was created, not given life by Vi."
"Ludo tried, once. The Voice came to it asking for a way to utilize its mask, when it had been stolen." The mask Ludo had given to Remi, subsequently stolen by Lucas. "It bartered for a group of souls to be released in exchange for the power she sought. So I suppose there is precedent, yes. But she believes that where she keeps the souls is better for them than being with Mort." Which, biased as she was, Safrin still couldn't believe to be true.
Raising a brow at the mention of the Prince, Safrin shrugs. "I ... do not think it does. It was created, not given life by Vi."
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