12-17-2014, 01:44 PM
She did as he suggested. Akantha could be stubborn, but she was not obstinate enough to remain in the room just to simply contradict him. As the flames formed and the heat rose, the Naga found herself unable to shift her gaze away from the bodies. In particular, the headless lump she’d tossed earlier. Frustration, anger, agony and helplessness raged within her. To her, death had come far too swiftly for the burning creatures.
Next to her, Sarkozy showed the strain caused by whatever it was he was doing in order to create those flames. What she was witnessing did nothing to lessen her initial assessment as to his dangerous potential. However, watching him then, she realized that all the power the man wielded had a price.
“So it is.”
She studied him for a moment. This man, who wielded so much of this power, power which he may very well revel in, had also expressed heartfelt sympathy. That was not the sort of human she’d grown accustomed to. No, in the tunnels, if any had strength of any sort it was often used to push down those around them. Of course, he was not born to the tunnels. He was from above. Perhaps there they had the luxury to experience such things like compassion.
“Do you have the strength to continue?”
Part of her hoped he would say no. She still had to gather her thoughts and let her people know what she had found. Another part of her wanted a chance to kill more of the creatures. The burnt remains didn’t answer all her questions, but at least she knew what had happened to one of her friends. What of the others? How far into the tunnels had the creatures gone? Was the rest of her clan in danger?
For a moment, Akantha wished some else could provide all the answers, but for the time being the task was hers.
Next to her, Sarkozy showed the strain caused by whatever it was he was doing in order to create those flames. What she was witnessing did nothing to lessen her initial assessment as to his dangerous potential. However, watching him then, she realized that all the power the man wielded had a price.
“So it is.”
She studied him for a moment. This man, who wielded so much of this power, power which he may very well revel in, had also expressed heartfelt sympathy. That was not the sort of human she’d grown accustomed to. No, in the tunnels, if any had strength of any sort it was often used to push down those around them. Of course, he was not born to the tunnels. He was from above. Perhaps there they had the luxury to experience such things like compassion.
“Do you have the strength to continue?”
Part of her hoped he would say no. She still had to gather her thoughts and let her people know what she had found. Another part of her wanted a chance to kill more of the creatures. The burnt remains didn’t answer all her questions, but at least she knew what had happened to one of her friends. What of the others? How far into the tunnels had the creatures gone? Was the rest of her clan in danger?
For a moment, Akantha wished some else could provide all the answers, but for the time being the task was hers.