The pit | I fell in the pit

The breath that Vai let out escaped in a low whistle as the torn, bloodied and filthy form of the alchemist finally appeared in a pit scarred by a lion's claws. She was quiet as he curled in on himself, giving them both time to see whether or not the beast would take over again. When it looked, ultimately, like Remi had won the war, Vai pushed back her hood and smiled down at him sadly. I killed her. The three simple words had the huntress frowning gently, though rather than fear or disgust at the supposed confession, there was something like focus in her eyes. Vai had married a beast, after all, and she had travelled and lived with criminals worse still, even, than Devrum. If Remi had killed someone she wouldn't judge him - she would fix it. Simple as that. "Who, Remi? What happened? She asked in a slow, calm voice. "Do you want me to come down there?" It would be easier and much less nerve wracking if he was to fly up to her, but who knew what kind of state he was in, really. vervain where the wild things are