”She did. And it nearly killed her.” she said softly, letting the implication hang in the air. Killing a herald was no small feat. That simply entering the Spire had nearly ended the herald of Life should be proof enough why her mortal self had to enter the places the fully divine could not.
Delphia glanced back at Kai, seeing his nervousness and hesitation. ”Here.” she murmured, holding out a hand to him. She might be the daughter of death, but she was still alive. Perhaps she could anchor him a bit, soothing his anxiousness of manmade structures if only just. It was the least she could do after all. ”If at any point you wish to turn back, we can. Just say so.” she said with a small smile.
Then, if he followed, she would walk into the Spire. Her eyes narrowed, seeing stairs wrapping up around the edge of the building, the center the hollow, destroyed part. ”Even the spirits aren’t clear on the state of this place…” she muttered softly, realizing that the beings who informed her of the lack of stairs hadn’t been quite right. The staircase went up the sides, not the center.
Delphia glanced back at Kai, seeing his nervousness and hesitation. ”Here.” she murmured, holding out a hand to him. She might be the daughter of death, but she was still alive. Perhaps she could anchor him a bit, soothing his anxiousness of manmade structures if only just. It was the least she could do after all. ”If at any point you wish to turn back, we can. Just say so.” she said with a small smile.
Then, if he followed, she would walk into the Spire. Her eyes narrowed, seeing stairs wrapping up around the edge of the building, the center the hollow, destroyed part. ”Even the spirits aren’t clear on the state of this place…” she muttered softly, realizing that the beings who informed her of the lack of stairs hadn’t been quite right. The staircase went up the sides, not the center.
DELPHIA
