"Mom, these are the members of my adoptive family. Raaz, Elina, Tista, Rena, Senton, Aran, and Leria."
"No need to introduce them one by one." Ripha gave everyone a small bow. "I've known all of them for years and wish they could say the same about me."
"Mom never left my side." Solus' voice filled the room with stunned silence. "Her soul was always with me since the day she died. She accepted Lith's chains during the battle and has become a Demon just like Trion."
"Which begs a question." Trion said. "Lith has gained the ability to conjure Demons for quite some time. Why didn't you manifest sooner like I did?"
"Because I knew that once my energy ran out, I would have been forced to move on and abandon my daughter." Ripha replied. "Before you ask, I don't like Lith much and the idea of binding my existence to him is far from alluring."
"You don't like my brother?" Rena couldn't believe her own ears. "After everything he's done for Solus? If you've been watching him from the shadows for the past sixteen years you should know what kind of man he is!"
"Those are the exact reasons I don't like him." Ripha shook her head. "I was there all along, witnessing everything first-hand. I didn't wait years before receiving an embellished version of his life and even longer to get the truth.
"I didn't have to peel the onion like you did. Also, it's funny that you blame me for my opinion after how quickly you judged my daughter back when Lith introduced her to you."
Rena said nothing, lowering her eyes in embarrassment.
"Are you not going to stay, Ripha?" Silverwing asked, embracing her friend after centuries of separation.
"Honestly, I don't know, Lochra." The First Ruler of the Flames returned the embrace. "I would like to stay, but the price is steep. Also, I don't know if my presence would do more harm than good.
"Epphy built her new life without me and I don't want to chain her to the past. As much as it pains me to admit it, she's been happier with the Verhen's than in all the years she spent with me after Threin's death."
"How can you say that, Mom?" Solus grabbed Menadion's hand, forcing her to turn toward her. "You have no idea how much I missed you. I've spent countless nights wishing to have you back and talk to you, even if just for one minute.
"You can't leave again after we've just been reunited!"
"It's not that easy, Epphy. I mean, Solus. Sorry." Menadion sighed.
Being a wandering soul was painful, but the weight of the Demon form was heavy as well. Menadion knew that were she to stay, she would have to depend on Lith for her survival.
That she would have to live and spend her days with people she didn't care about.
'Just thinking about all the work needed to update my magical knowledge gives me a headache.' She thought. 'The worst part is that I know Lith is going to ask me for Forgemastering lessons and I can't say no to him.
'Not because he's going to blackmail me into it but because the moment Epphy looks at me with puppy eyes I'm going to fold like a cheap shirt. I couldn't say no to her when we spent every day together, let alone now after being separated for seven hundred years.
'Most of all, I miss Threin. I want to be reunited with him, to feel his touch and hear his voice again. Wherever he is, Threin must be worried sick about Epphy and me.' Once a wandering soul vented its anger, its attachment to the world of the living waned.
It was the reason most souls moved on even though they weren't given the possibility to settle their personal scores, just an opportunity to unleash their pent-up frustration.
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