ZARIAH
I haven't been falling all this time - I've been flying
Zariah thinks nothing of the silence as she walks alone with the ascended woman. Silence is preferable actually, as it allows her to concentrate more fully. One hand holds the lightning chain, the other plays with the magic crystal in her pocket, charged by Edrei with her abilities. Really, this could have been quite the lovely walk home.
But alas, she is underestimated yet again. A pity.
As soon as she feels the breach in the lightning rings she strikes out, substituting her lightning with her mastered life drain, intending to suck the very energy that fuels Wessex from her person, and channel it instead through her own veins. She makes no attempt to run in pursuit of her, knowing she will be too exhausted to run in but a few moments - and if she missed she's other tricks up her sleeve. ”You and your kin are all the same, underestimating your Queen.” she says dryly, walking in the direction of what she assumes will be a fallen Ascended.
But alas, she is underestimated yet again. A pity.
As soon as she feels the breach in the lightning rings she strikes out, substituting her lightning with her mastered life drain, intending to suck the very energy that fuels Wessex from her person, and channel it instead through her own veins. She makes no attempt to run in pursuit of her, knowing she will be too exhausted to run in but a few moments - and if she missed she's other tricks up her sleeve. ”You and your kin are all the same, underestimating your Queen.” she says dryly, walking in the direction of what she assumes will be a fallen Ascended.
