84 [Voice]

[marsfireignite]

[There is a pause before the girl that was in a dozen pieces begins to speak. Her voice is quiet, free of the normal conviction and bravado that she would normally have in such a situation.]

Tell me where I'm needed.

[She has no right to call the shots when this is half her fault.]

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[adstring_npc]

[This. This is an orchid woman looking curiously at you through the PCD, despite not having one of her own.]

Too soon. How odd.

[marsfireignite]

[Mars lurches forward, eyes burning, though a hand presses against her midsection. She is covered in blood and ash, but her quiet broken tone is gone in a flash as she snarls out:]

I am going to kill you. Do you hear me? You will never see the light of day again.

[adstring_npc]

I've never been alive, and yet I live.

[Still curious. Not offended or worried, nor smug or mocking.]

It's already day, besides.

[marsfireignite]

I'll ensure you never have that sensation again.

[A hiss.]

You didn't have to kill him. You manipulated him into thinking all of this would work, for what purpose? Your own sick games?

[adstring_npc]

It was of his will. Afraid of death, the Summoner. I thought to be kind, to consume him first.

An explanation of my methods would never satisfy you, so why ask?

[marsfireignite]

[Afraid of death. Her heart lurches but her voice remains as cold and furious as ever.]

He has a name.

And if you have one ounce of survival instinct inside that twisted body of yours, you'll tell me.

[adstring_npc]

You should know the strength of names by now, my Archer.

[Lounging back, fire moves around Aelia but never touches her.]

Come and listen, then.

[marsfireignite]

I am not yours.

[Harshly -- but Mars stops, at that, and her jaw sets.]

For what? So you can cut me in half again? Choke on your own arrogance.

[adstring_npc]

Soon, then, I'll take you.

[Still, she shakes her head.]

I'm curious of the one who returned too quickly.

[marsfireignite]

Maybe someone out there likes me.

[A cold hiss.]

I'm not afraid of death, Aelia. You won't terrify me into submission with this crap.

[adstring_npc]

Do you hate me?

I don't mind if you're terrified, but it's not required. You've already done what was asked of you.

[marsfireignite]

You aren't worth my hatred.

[Her teeth clench together.]

Enjoy your freedom while you can. I'm going to seal you back into the city and you will never see past the walls again.

[adstring_npc]

I see...

Do you think I couldn't have moved past those walls before?

[marsfireignite]

Why else would you need us?

[adstring_npc]

To call Ekpyrosis by name. Neither of us were summoned, only invited.

[marsfireignite]

You, supposedly all-powerful beings, need an invitation?

[It's positively scathing.]

Is Thalatte on this, too?