Soryntha stared at Nosphaleen's corpse for a long time. She couldn't believe that she had actually lucked into such a thing, but at the same time, she knew the sort of risk she had just taken. If she had told her mother in advance, she might not have taken the steps either.
The problem with what she had done was obvious. Nosphaleen was now an official member of the Petals of the Seeing Thorn.
Killing any random member was fine. Killing a member that had the mark of a True Chosen on them was a different matter entirely.
Technically speaking, both were issues. It was against the rules to do such a thing no matter what, and it could especially put her mother in a poor position, considering the fact she was the current head.
But it was a risk that Soryntha had to take no matter what.
At first, she hadn't even trusted her own senses. But as she began to put things together, it was like she could see a light at the end of the tunnel.
Soryntha took a deep breath.
Get rid of the corpse, handle the fallout, contact her mother and explain what happened.
The thoughts came in steady streams, and she calmed herself. When the time came, all of the petty little details would be blown over by the results. In the end, that was all that would matter.
Soryntha made a move toward the exit and opened the door. She had already planned all of this out.
But her new Luck almost instantly flashed warnings in her mind. Her head snapped back just as she opened the doors, and a large black mass pushed her out of the way, rushing out in a stream.
Soryntha's eyes widened. What was that?
"Stop!" she reached out, her strength surging. Aether with a particularly strong life character bloomed, but there was nothing to latch onto. Instead, vines surged out from her arm, reaching forward and grasping the tail of the creature before her.
Chi. Chi. Chi.
It snapped to pieces, shredded apart by an intent that was almost beyond Soryntha's understanding. It felt like a Will heavy enough to make her fall to a knee.
Emerald lightning flashed, and her Aether was suppressed down to its very core.
It was at that moment Soryntha finally saw enough of the black mass to understand what she was seeing.
A snake.
A snake so large she questioned how it had even managed to make it past the door. Somehow, it had been in an amorphous, shadowy shape just a moment ago, but now it was solid and whole, worming its way down the hallways with such a swaying abdominal strength that the underground passageways were swaying along with it.
It was so fast that Soryntha couldn't keep up at all. A part of her wondered why it wasn't attacking her, but when she remembered Nosphaleen and her head snapped back into the room, she widened her eyes in horror.
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