[KQ] The Limit

Zariah walked up the stairs to the next platform without even a half glance back. Immediately her eyes locked on the small boy, expressionless as always. Only as he spoke his ultimatum did her expression change. A slight raise of her brow was all. Someone of faith needed to sacrifice themselves? First they threw emotional illusions at her, then this? These people really did not understand what she was about. She was Head of the Launceleyn Family, a family bound to protect the people of Northwind at all costs. Their lives only held meaning in sacrifice, it was their one purpose for existence. To fight to the bitter end, and when the day of reckoning came, lay down their lives to protect all. Northwind no longer existed…but this Hollowed Grounds…its people…that was there was left to be protected. The redhead was a simpering coward. Ashetta had suffered perhaps as much as Zariah but clearly had not been mentally conditioned to withstand the emotional toll; but Zariah had been born ready for this. A small smirk curved her lips. Underestimated, once again. And for the last time. The Head of the Launceleyn’s stepped forward, confidently and without hesitation. ”Then let them through. This is my ultimate purpose anyways.” she said simply, holding the eerie-boy’s gaze. Death was not her enemy or tormentor, death was her reason. zariah If my strength intimidates you, I hope you realize that is a weakness of yours.