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When Kaijuu opened her eyes again she was a different woman. She had entirely forgotten about the outside world, the White Wolves, she had even forgotten about her mission of vengeance. All she remembered was the sweet taste of the flowers and of course, the music.The women released her and she felt an incredible peacefulness, she smiled and made her way over to Argus. She waded through the pool instead of walking around, her senses were so dull she could barely feel the water even though it reached up to her waist. Her hair was soaked and the water dripped down her back and splashed softly in the pool below.

The cut to her wrist had already healed itself by the time she reached Argus and sat on the edge of the pool beside him. He had a stone similar to hers on his chest and a woman had a cup full of what she assumed was his blood just like the one who'd had hers. She was just about to pour it onto the stone when he turned and the blood missed, instead of hitting the stone it ran harmlessly down the side of his face and the stone slid down the other side. Kaijuu laughed, she could see why Argus didn't want to join them but he simply didn't know what he was missing out on. Once he became one of them he would never want, or need, to go anywhere else for any reason. They could stay down here and be blissfully happy with their new clan, forever.

One of them went over to the women that had been tending to Kai and took a pair of their flowers. Kaijuu sat passively by as these strange women fed the flowers to him, returned the stone to its rightful position on his chest, and tried again to make him one of them.