Rose found the god's assurance of some greater plan of little comfort. But all the same she had a job to do, whether she wished it or not. She felt herself filled with power, a great power that she would've relished years ago, a power she had yearned for, begged for even. Now it felt like a hollow victory, it filled her mouth with a bad taste.

It didn't matter anymore, though. At this point it seemed she would be little more than Lha-tak's slave. Even if she didn't want to fight this 'weak god' what choice would she have? Rose slowly rose from the ground. The winds were lifting her up, up, and then she was hovering off of the ground. She floated forward, onwards towards the cave.

She arrived there quickly. The brush ahead of the cave parted for her, the power of the wind pushing it aside. She floated into the cavern, and she saw three. Two were also prisoners from the Stone, and the third was the 'scared god'. Rose cleared her throat, "You two must step aside." She said, nodding towards Amuné and Grace. "I have business with the other one." Her voice was filled with power, booming across the cave, but at the same time, underneath that power, it was quivering.

She did not want to do this.