[Mini Event] hands off your fate, child

Amalia, Jigano, and Rory step up next to her, along with Edrei, who’s acting like the child she is (a hot barely legal adult, but one nonetheless) and Wessex eyes them all with a narrowed gaze. But this time, it’s different. This time, she’s taking measure of their powers, trying to take advantage of a shitty situation. Time ticks by and the world outside is lit by the barrier, but Wessex listens and hears… inklings of things. It forces her hand. She turns to face them and ever the pragmatic adult, says very matter of factly, as if she were talking about the weather. “Let me drink from one of you. I don’t have magic, and I can’t shift, and we saw that those were important weapons against the Spire Monster. There’s no reason to think inside will be any different. I promise it will only be just enough to get the job done.” Her gaze travels to each of them - sincere as it can be from a woman who would give her life to protect two of them and well… didn’t loathe the others. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm