[b]Kimlee [/b]

Kimlee couldn't resist the grip of the chains on her body, normally her instinct would have been to fight it, but there was a wave of helplessness that washed over her body - forcing it limp. Her abilities as a medium made the situation even worse for her. Before she could fade into the depths of her despair, she recalled her Hawkline and Mythin to protect them. If death awaited her, she would meet it alone and they would remain free from her fate.

Her eyes began to glaze over in response to the vicious assault on her vision; the constant swirling of the spirits around her made it impossible for her to focus her eyes long enough on any one spot, even with the domination of the Ghost King's spirit. Letting her vision fade, she could collect herself somewhat and focus on the presence of the Ghost King, her eyes now closed. Even with the closed shut tight, out of fear of confronting her death once again, tears escaped, running down her face in a delicate mix of fear and pain.

The Ghost King's question may be simple in common tongue, but Kimlee suspected it was far more than just that. Finally collecting herself for a moment, she was finally able to answer, "I do not know why I am here anymore..."