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It was very faint on both end, or at least to the fae it was. She could hear Keizer calling to her mind asking for her power to enter his own. For what reason's she was not sure, but on the other end she heard River's voice asking her a question about information she contained deep down. For reason's unknown she was not able to answer him, instead she felt herself slipping away until she stood before Keizer in his own mind. Midnight blue eyes peered around from side to side for a moment before turning to look up at the larger man. Only once before had she been able to use her own powers to slide into someone else's head, but this time it seemed critical.

"Kiezer!" she panicked, her tiny arms swinging from side to side. "Everyone is in trouble... terrible trouble." Her head began to fill with so much information that she want to blurt it out at him before she started to feel dizzy. "So much trouble...." she stated again.

Anya stood, pushing away from the counter when she saw the slack in the fae's eyes, but that she still seemed mainly alert even with the slight distant look on her features. "Sarka?" she questioned before the fae turned her eyes to the woman and cocked her head to the side. "You alright."

"Yes..." she said simply, then shook her head slightly. "Keizer is calling out to me," she said quickly after that.