Queen of Disaster

Zariah Be dangerous darling, for the world rises and falls at your feet. The girl was terrified, but she stood her ground, speaking as boldly as she could given her nerves. Hm. How cute. A small smirk curved Zariah’s lips. Usually she was only lenient with fellow Abandoneds, and she didn’t know if this girl was or not, but her spirit was admirable enough. And she was feeling generous. Cassandra’s lucky day. But that didn’t mean she would get off scot free. Oh no. Not with a frozen citadel she needed to fill. With her finger still against the girl’s chin, Zariah began to course her Suggestivity magic through Cassandra’s veins and mind, a silent, imperceptible touch to tug and mold her will with the liking of the Merciless. ”Clever girl. We could use more girls like you in Halo, clever and with backbone. It would be nice to live somewhere where your bite and mind were equally valued, wouldn’t it?” she said, planting the seed to bloom under the influence of her magic in Cassandra’s mind.