Snippet #1897710

Sarka, having heard everyone earlier, began to relax when she felt Keizer losing himself to a healing slumber. She situated herself in his lap and folded her delicate hands over her knees. Cain was correct, riding themselves of the pest would be the best option for their situation, but doing this would be hard. Sending her to a lab would be interesting, she had to agree, but the girl was created in one and destroyed it without hesitation, this much she knew from her visions. Then it registered that someone had asked a question that was once directed at her.

Pushing blond hair over her shoulder she turned her attention to the room, keeping her back firm against Keizer's chest. "I saw a black silhouette. It as able to move quickly and mocked me as it drug me deeper into my own power. I could feel her drawing my power away from me into herself as she learned it. I saw Keizer and her fight, his flames trying to consume her, but her water dancing about untouched. Eventually, she won the battle, he faltered, fell, and died. I saw it happen to each of us. Some of us were coupled up, together trying to fight as a team, but she caught eye of our moves, learned them and countered. I was frightened."

Her eyes then turned to Cain. "But at that time we knew nothing of you. She did not even know of your existence on the island. She was drawing off of my own memories of those around me, those I already knew and those I was observantly watching. So she showed me those deaths. But she never showed me yours. And last she was in my head she showed fear. Fear that you would notice her weaknesses. Which is why she runs." Then she glances at everyone and stares at River. "As for what she wants... it seems like she wants the war again, but there is someone here who has a power, something that she can use to her advantage, to that I have no knowledge of though. For there, I'm in the dark."