[i]"As unpleasant as it is, someone may have to carry the witch. If she hasn't already woken, I'm sure she will remain in her state for the venture. And if she doesn't, I believe I have something to take care of her." [/i]

The muzzle of the blinded woman dipped slightly, following her imbibing of the hot water and content to add nothing to what was said. She agreed that it was indeed time to press onward; the mortal company had been fed and were clearly prepared and equipped for the expedition. Finishing what remained of her simple drink, a great talon of hers caressed the thin metal cup as it rested in the grasp of the motionless arm. The unquestionable heat of formerly boiling water bothered her none in its contact, but she used this to guide the liveliness of her crippled body. One day she and her arcane source would be made whole again; that would take much practice and even from the simplest source.

Nudging it away with her knuckles, she resumed to standing, keeping her focus on the other woman.

"Then lead the way." Sakaala said, skewed and scarred face pulled into an unsettling animal smile.

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